We have severed our relationship, so who will still pamper you?

After the front desk was cleaned up, facing Cheng's mother's anxious questioning, she was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Ms. Xu, I've been out all the time. It's not for me to ask whether the boss is working overtime or not."

"I can leave work at that time." The receptionist took out the key and said, "Ms. Xu, please leave quickly. I'm going to lock the door."

Mother Cheng couldn't believe it. She looked at the dark room and couldn't help wondering, "You locked the door. What if Xiaoye wants to come out?"

The receptionist's mouth twitched, "Ms. Xu, I'm not the only one who has the key. The boss and Assistant Chi also have the key. Anyway, I have to lock the door here according to the regulations."

She now has to rush to take the subway home.

I really don't want to talk any more with Cheng's mother here.

Cheng's mother still wanted to go in, so the front desk clerk quickly locked the door.

She breathed a sigh of relief and trotted to the elevator door with her bag on her back, as if she had completed a task.

Mother Cheng was depressed. She had waited for so long, but in the end she couldn't be sure whether Xiaoye was in the company or not.

The distance between her and Xiaoye was like a vast ocean.

Having gained nothing, Cheng's mother had no choice but to leave.

As soon as she reached the bottom of the building, the cell phone in her pocket rang.

I saw the caller's name was Chu Xiyan.

Cheng's mother was puzzled and was about to make a call, but for some reason the other party hung up the phone.

Mother Cheng didn't think much about it. Maybe Chu Xiyan accidentally touched the phone and called her.

-

Cheng family villa.

Father Cheng sat on the sofa smoking silently. His experience during the day really made him feel bad.

Cheng's mother pushed the door open from outside the living room, looking listless.

Cheng's father used several new numbers to call Cheng Ye, but all the calls were unanswered.

It seems that it is unrealistic to reach a series of cooperation with Xiaoye in the entertainment industry.

There was still a glimmer of hope, but all the signs today told him that Xiaoye didn't want to have any contact with them.

"Have you seen Xiaoye?" Father Cheng looked at Mother Cheng who was sitting next to him and saw that she looked unwell, so he spoke quickly.

Mother Cheng shook her head in frustration. Her legs were still numb and sore.

Hearing this, Cheng's father frowned as he expected. "I told you to go back quickly, but you didn't listen. In the end, it's all in vain. He doesn't want to see us. No matter what we do, it's useless."

Mother Cheng was in great pain. "Is there really no other solution?"

Father Cheng sighed, "If he doesn't want to see us, there's really nothing we can do. Unless he still cares about us. But we disappointed him so much in the past that it's hard to get into his heart now."

Cheng's mother covered her face and cried.

"Did Xiyan call you?" Cheng's father suddenly asked.

Cheng's mother replied gloomily, "Yes. But she hung up before I could answer. Maybe it was just an accident."

Father Cheng couldn't help but think for a moment, "My situation was the same as yours. The other party hung up before I could get through."

Cheng's mother felt strange, "Is it such a coincidence? Why does it feel like it wasn't an accidental touch?"

Father Cheng also found it strange, but he was busy dealing with company matters and had no time to think about it.

He stood up, and Cheng Fenghao came down the stairwell holding a book of information.

"Mom and Dad, it's too boring to study in my bedroom. I want to study on the sofa in the living room."

Father Cheng had no objection. He was not in the mood to pay attention to Cheng Fenghao's academic performance at the moment.

Ever since Xiaoye became the control group, no matter how much progress Cheng Fenghao made in his studies, it would be impossible for Cheng's father to be happy.

Cheng Fenghao saw that Cheng's father went upstairs without responding to his words.

He felt very uncomfortable inside.

Cheng's mother was also immersed in sorrow and unable to extricate herself. She didn't even notice that he sat on the sofa.

Cheng Fenghao was furious.

He suppressed his anger, flipped through the college entrance examination materials, and created an atmosphere that he was studying hard.

The eldest sister Cheng Wei and the third sister Cheng Shiyan walked in from outside. Seeing Cheng Fenghao studying hard, they did not take it seriously and went back to their rooms to rest.

Half an hour later, the second sister Cheng Zhirou finished the operation in the hospital and walked in to see Cheng Fenghao studying and Cheng's mother sitting on the sofa looking depressed.

Not long after, Cheng's mother was exhausted and automatically ignored Cheng Fenghao and went upstairs to rest.

Cheng Zhirou asked the servant to cook some midnight snacks. She sat at the dining table and looked at Cheng Fenghao in surprise, "Aren't you going to rest yet? It's very late now."

Cheng Fenghao was so moved that he cried. Finally someone noticed him.

It's worth it that he has been pretending here for so long.

Because Cheng's father restricts him, he now doesn't know what else he can do to attract the attention of the Cheng family except studying.

"Second sister, I won't rest. I'm not tired now." Cheng Fenghao replied aggrievedly, "I don't want the gap between me and my brother to get bigger and bigger, so I have to hurry up and study."

Cheng Zhirou stood up and placed a midnight snack on the coffee table in front of Cheng Fenghao.

"Eat something first. Studying is studying, but you can't tire yourself out."

After Cheng Zhirou finished speaking, she returned to the dining table and started enjoying her midnight snack.

Cheng Fenghao burst into tears of gratitude, "Wow, thank you, second sister."

"I'm so envious of my brother for not being restricted. Unlike me, I can't study abroad or start a company." Cheng Fenghao put down the book and expressed his inner sorrow while eating.

Cheng Zhirou paused for a moment, and she paused for a moment before she spoke, "Feng Hao, Dad has his reasons for doing this."

"Think about it, there's only one semester left until the college entrance exam. It's time to focus on studying."

Cheng Fenghao thought he would get Cheng Zhirou's empathy, but he never expected that the other party was comforting him from the perspective of Cheng's father.

But he couldn't say anything to refute it.

"Woo woo woo, I get it, second sister, I will work harder to study."

Cheng Fenghao almost gritted his teeth as he said this.

Cheng Zhirou said casually, "It is said that Xiaoye's notebooks for various subjects have been printed and distributed among all the senior teachers and students of Yahua High School. Fenghao, you can also print them out, it should be of great help to your studies."

Hearing this, Cheng Fenghao felt like he had been hit by a billion critical strikes. He replied somewhat unhappily, "Second sister, with my learning ability, it is totally unnecessary. If it weren't for my brother delaying my studies, I would still be ranked among the top in the school."

Cheng Zhirou said casually: "Feng Hao, the past is the past. No matter what, your studies have fallen behind. Printing some notebooks does not cost much and does not take much time. You can go ahead and print them. I think it will be of great help to you."

Cheng Fenghao was hit by a billion-dollar attack again. Shouldn't the second sister's focus be on his words "my brother delayed my studies" and then shift the conflict to Cheng Ye?

So angry! !

Cheng Fenghao suddenly felt that books were no longer interesting.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Cheng Zhirou called out his name, "Feng Hao?"

Cheng Fenghao came back to his senses and immediately said tearfully, "Okay, thank you for reminding me, second sister. I will go print out my brother's notebooks for each subject."

Cheng Zhirou was eating a midnight snack, and after giving instructions to the housekeeper, she spoke again: "Feng Hao, you don't have to bother yourself."

Cheng Fenghao: “......???”

Not long after, the housekeeper brought thick notebooks printed from various subjects and placed them all on the coffee table. "Master Fenghao, these are the eldest master's notebooks. They are well-detailed and of great reference value."

Cheng Fenghao's face almost cracked. Who the hell wants to see Cheng Ye's notebook? !

So annoying! So annoying!!

Cheng Zhirou said at this time: "Feng Hao, someone has uploaded a video on how to use the notebook online. You can search for it. It can help you use the notebook faster and more efficiently."

Cheng Fenghao's lips moved, and his hands, which were hanging on the sofa, were clenched tightly.

It's just a notebook, but you have to give it an outrageous and specific method of use? !

Do you want to be so exaggerated? !

Cheng Fenghao was very angry.

He came out to study so that the Cheng family would notice him, or at least let them know that he was studying hard and not just trying to please them.

To some extent, it is also attracting their attention.

However, except Cheng Zhirou, no one else in the Cheng family noticed her existence.

He finally got his second sister to notice his presence, but she ended up using Cheng Ye's notebook to repeatedly annoy him.

Although my second sister didn't mean it, it still sounds particularly heartbreaking.

Cheng Fenghao was in no mood to stay in the living room any longer.

He pretended to hold the books and printed notebooks, said hello to Cheng Zhirou, and then ran upstairs in a panic.

Cheng Zhirou stared at Cheng Fenghao's fleeing back. Was it her illusion? Why did she feel that Fenghao was a little unhappy? !

Back in the bedroom, Cheng Fenghao stopped pretending!

He was so angry that he threw the notebooks to the ground and stomped on them madly.

It seemed that only by trampling could he vent his anger.

Cheng Fenghao became more and more angry as he stepped on the floor. When he turned around, he was not careful and tripped over one of the notebooks. As a result, he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thump.

By chance, my head hit the sharp corner of the bed.

His forehead suddenly turned red, purple and bruised!

"Damn it!" Cheng Fenghao cursed and tried to get up from the ground, but before he stood up, Cheng Fenghao twisted his waist which had not yet recovered, and his forehead hit the sharp part of the corner again.

"what----"

A miserable wailing sound suddenly rang out in Cheng Fenghao's bedroom.

Unfortunately, the bedroom has good sound insulation and people outside can't hear it at all.

Cheng Fenghao cried loudly in pain, but finally he forced himself to open the bedroom door with his broken body and limped.

He shouted with great difficulty: "Call, call a doctor!!"

Cheng Zhirou had just finished her midnight snack and was about to go upstairs when she saw the wound on Cheng Fenghao's forehead, from which blood was gushing out.

She was terrified and called the family doctor and ran up the stairs.

Arriving at the bedroom door, Cheng Zhirou was about to say something to comfort Cheng Fenghao, but her eyes suddenly caught sight of a pile of books and notebooks on the ground behind Cheng Fenghao. It was a mess.

With the help of the light, Cheng Zhirou also discovered that those brand new notebooks that were originally clean and printed now not only had many wrinkles on them, but also had a lot of dust and footprints.

It's not like they were just accidentally dropped on the ground.

Cheng Zhirou's words of comfort were almost in her mouth, but she suddenly swallowed them back. She frowned and looked at Cheng Fenghao with a scrutinizing look, who had just had his forehead disinfected and smeared with medicine by the family doctor.

Cheng Fenghao's face was pale and he was grimacing in pain. The pain made him forget about his very messy notebook and he couldn't stop complaining to Cheng Zhirou.

"Second sister, I was not feeling well and accidentally hit my forehead. Don't worry, I'll be fine." Cheng Fenghao spoke with an exceptionally firm tone.

Cheng Zhirou walked up to the notebooks, lowered her head, and examined them carefully for a long time. She was sure that Cheng Fenghao had stepped on them intentionally. She said unhappily, "Fenghao, if you don't need the notebooks, then don't take them. You promised me that you would use them well, but you destroyed them when you returned to your room. Don't you think this kind of inconsistency between promise and action is inappropriate?!"

Hearing this, Cheng Fenghao was horrified. He immediately explained the reason, "Second sister, you misunderstood. I stepped on them when I fell."

Damn it, my elder sister actually questioned me about Cheng Ye’s notebook.

Is the love gone?

The love for him was transferred to Cheng Ye? !

Ah ah ah ah ah!

It's obvious that I'm the one who's hurt now.

If it weren't for these broken notebooks, would he have fallen and hit his forehead? !

I bumped into it twice?!

After listening to Cheng Fenghao's explanation, Cheng Zhirou was skeptical. She looked back at the notebooks, "Really? How could a fall leave so much dust and footprints?!"

As she spoke, Cheng Zhirou squatted down, took one of the notebooks, and flipped through several pages. There were corresponding footprints on each page.

Under normal circumstances, if you just stepped on it accidentally, it wouldn't leave so many deep footprints.

The only possible situation is that Cheng Fenghao deliberately stepped on Cheng Ye's notebook.

Even though it was just a printed copy, Cheng Zhirou still felt a little unhappy.

She knew Fenghao needed to study recently as he would take the college entrance examination soon.

Xiaoye is the top student in the school again, with full marks in every subject.

Notebooks are naturally very practical.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many students who would print it out specifically for circulation and study.

She was doing this for Cheng Fenghao's own good, hoping that with the help of the notebook, Cheng Fenghao's academic performance could improve.

But how did Cheng Fenghao do it?

He first promised her that he would use the notebook seriously, but as soon as he entered the room, he just messed up the notebook.

One thing in front of you and another behind your back.

Cheng Zhirou was confused, "Feng Hao, aren't you very tolerant of Xiaoye?"

Cheng Fenghao's face was extremely stiff.

Cheng Zhirou remained silent, then spoke again: "I can understand your hatred for him, but the notebook is innocent. You still have to take the college entrance examination, and Xiaoye has excellent grades. Putting aside all his identities, at least in terms of study, he is worthy of your learning."

"You need to learn from others' strengths and make up for their weaknesses, rather than focusing on so-called jealousy and complaints."

After applying the ointment, the family doctor left the room on his own.

The room was silent.

Cheng Fenghao was devastated when Cheng Zhirou revealed his inner thoughts.

How can he explain it so that it would be reasonable? !