Lure, Fungus

The people left in an orderly manner and everything came to an end.

In Jiang Zhu's room, Pei Yunche accompanied her.

Knowing that it would end today, she felt a little reluctant. She would have to concentrate on studying business in the future and was afraid that she would have almost no time to play the violin.

He also bought Jiang Zhu's favorite desserts, hoping that she would be in a better mood.

By the way, he took charge of Jiang Zhu's logistical work. After finishing the work, he took Jiang Zhu back to Fenghuali.

Zheng Bingying saw Jiang Zhu and her boyfriend leaving hand in hand with happy faces.

Her eyes are full of envy!!!

"They have such a great relationship!!"

After saying that, he caught a glimpse of a tall and straight figure out of the corner of his eye. It was Ye Zexiao.

She whispered softly, somewhat reluctantly, "He's leaving too."

I was thinking absentmindedly, afraid that he would notice my actions, so I wanted to escape. But when I looked up, I found that my eyes met his unexpectedly.

He stood quietly in the snow, like a sculpture, tall and majestic, with snowflakes falling on him, as if he was covered with a silver cape.

His eyes were deep and firm, and when he looked at her, there was some tenderness in them, revealing a temperament as gentle as jade and extraordinary.

Snowflakes were flying around him, but he was not affected at all, as if he was isolated from the whole world.

Zheng Bingying couldn't help but want to get closer to him and seek his protection.

But reason told her that she couldn't do that.

He walked up to him and said a simple hello, then carried his violin and left in the snow.

The petite figure walking in the snow looked pitiful to Ye Zexiao, and he couldn't help but want to protect her.

He started to move, leaving a footprint in the snow. Thinking of Assistant Yin beside him, he finally resisted the urge to continue.

When Ye Zexiao returned to his hotel, he asked Assistant Yin about his next itinerary.

"Mr. Ye, things here are over. We can set off back to England, but the chairman of the Zheng Group in Haicheng is going to celebrate his birthday and will hold a banquet."

"What does father mean?"

"The chairman naturally hopes that you can return to take over Ye's as soon as possible, but the cooperation between the two companies has been good in recent years." Assistant Yin told him,

"Did you receive the invitation?" the man whispered.

"Received." Then, Assistant Yin took out the invitation letter and handed it to Ye Zexiao.

Seeing the invitation, the corners of the man's mouth slightly raised, revealing a malicious smile.

His eyes sparkled with a hint of joy, as if he had gotten what he wanted.

He knew that as long as he could stay with her a little longer, it would be enough for him.

"Since we are partners, I will go there on behalf of my father."

But Assistant Yin wanted to say that the chairman clearly wanted you to go back first and this banquet was not important.

The words came to my lips, but I couldn't say them.

Since Mr. Ye wants to go, it would be better for him to return home later.

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In the hospital, Fang Jieyu looked at her father through the glass, lying on the dying bed, and gradually her eyes became fierce.

The truth was revealed.

Lu Chuan was also taken away by Gu Shengye's men.

It will be difficult to wait for the next opportunity.

At this time, Fang Zhengfei's assistant happened to walk towards Fang Jieyu, because Fang's company declared bankruptcy today.

She was spoiled and grew up under the protection of her father, but at this moment, she lost everything.

There is no going back.

Eventually, tears burst out and her emotions got out of control. "Why, why do you treat me and my family like this? What have we done wrong?"

Unable to suppress hatred and pain, hot tears flowed freely. Fang Jieyu screamed loudly in the corridor of the hospital, then turned to look at her father's assistant, "Who is it? Is it Gu Shengye who did this? Is he the one who harmed our Fang family like this?"

At this moment, Fang Jieyu really felt that she was blind before, for actually liking Gu Shengye.

When he looked at his assistant with bloodshot eyes, even he was startled by the Concubine Fang in front of him.

The assistant stopped her, hoping she would control her emotions.

But he couldn't stop it after all.

Out of desperation, the assistant took out the Zheng invitation letter.

When Fang Jieyu saw this, her pupils dilated and she glared at her assistant.

"Miss, I just received it recently." He said it carefully, afraid that Concubine Fang would react like a "shrew".

However, Concubine Fang had an idea in her mind that Zheng's dinner party might be a good opportunity.

My emotions calmed down and I slowly gave up struggling and venting my anger.

He returned to his original state and said, "Take good care of my father. I'll go first."

When leaving the hospital, Fang Jieyu thought to herself: Gu Shengye, don’t you care about Bai Muge? I will definitely give you a surprise.

The assistant was cursing, "For not taking good care of your father, Mr. Fang has been so good to Miss, and it's all in vain for all these years."

It's a pity that Concubine Fang inherited her father's character and always failed miserably because of her own selfish desires.

As night falls, the earth is enveloped in a mysterious tranquility. The sky is dotted with stars, twinkling with faint light, as if countless pairs of eyes are watching the world. The moon hangs high in the sky, shedding its cool light, covering everything with a layer of silver.

Zheng’s villa.

Zheng Bingying was clumsily knitting a scarf for Fang's father using her not-so-great skills.

Mother Zheng passed by her door and saw that the light was still on. She knocked on the door gently and said, "Yingying, can mommy come in?"

"Yeah, Mom."

Zheng's mother came in and saw her knitting a scarf. "Honey, are you in trouble?"

Zheng Bingying nodded.

"Do you need mom to help my baby?"

"Yes." She replied quickly, with an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Zheng's mother sat down next to her and patiently guided Zheng Bingying.

Use the knitting method to pass the wool through the needle eye and interweave them together, gradually increase the number of needles, and continue knitting.

After Zheng's mother demonstrated it to her, Zheng Bingying's little hands began to get excited and followed her mother's method, stitch by stitch, step by step. After a few minutes, she had mastered the essence of the technique.

After Zheng's mother left, she continued with the previous steps and persisted until the second half of the night, and finally knitted a black scarf for Zheng's father.

The length was just right, and she was sure her father would like it.

As for the remaining brown wool, just knit it for Ye Zexiao.

Just think of it as returning a gift to him.

I don’t know if I’ll have the chance to give it to him again.

As she thought this, her hands began to move.

Holding needle and thread in her hands, she was carefully knitting a scarf, her eyes were focused and gentle.

She gently passed the wool through the eye of the needle, and then carefully tied a knot at the end of the thread. She knitted every stitch and every thread very carefully, as if she was knitting her own thoughts.

A small leaf was also woven at the end of the scarf to represent his last name.