A piece of Japanese incense

"You're the one Daddy placed beside me to keep an eye on me, right?!"

"The master did take advantage of the girl at first, but later he really liked her..."

They both spoke at the same time, and were stunned by what the other said.

"What do you mean by use or like?"

"You said I was the master...?"

The two of them spoke at the same time again.

"Girl...let me explain..."

"Stop! Don't talk! You mean, you're not Dad's man, so who are you telling me this to? Since you're not trying to kill me, then you can save me? Every time I tell you I like something, you always buy it for me every two days... Even if I want to eat the trendy delicacies from Jingcheng Weidingxuan, you always ask your chef friends to make it for me... Who else could it be besides Dad..."

Yu Tuan swallowed hard, muttering to herself, "Oh! Guess! Guess! Use your little brain! If you tell me the secret yourself, it won't be considered a leak! Guess it quickly, my dear girl! I've been holding it in for so many years!"

"Could it be..."

Yu Tuan's eyes sparkled as she grabbed the bed board excitedly: "Yes! That's it! Yes! Tell me! Say it now!"

"Feng Zhixu?"

Yu Tuan rolled his eyes and lay back down in disappointment.

"No! You were so against me marrying him before. Logically, if you were his, you should want to return to Beijing to complete the mission..."

Yutuan nodded in agreement and motioned Zhiyihe to continue.

"Then who could it be..." In fact, when Zhi Yihe found out that it wasn't Gou Dad, the first person she thought of was that person, but she didn't dare to think about him. She was afraid that it was him, or that it wasn't him...

"You!" Zhi Yihe pointed at Yu Tuan with a firm attitude: "I won't beat around the bush with you! Confess now and I'll give you a fair shake!"

Yu Tuan chuckled and told her everything that he had been hiding from her daughter for many years, just to let it all out!

Yu Tuan raised three fingers above her head and swore solemnly: "Wow! I feel so relieved! Girl~ Yu Tuan, from now on, my heart and my body are all yours! I swear! I rarely report your daily life to my master, really! Ever since I decided to follow you to Sanchuan, I haven't even written a letter to my parents in the past few years!..."

Zhi Yihe thought of the night she left Beijing three years ago when Feng Jinqi climbed through the window into her room again.

"Hey! Lecher, that little beggar who was at my doorstep one year, was that you?"

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"I know this even if you don't tell me. Also, that time when I fell into the water and was rescued by a woman who 'accidentally' passed by, were you there?"

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"I once sneaked out to listen to a storyteller. The person sitting next to me was you, right? I remember I ordered golden peach preserves, osmanthus cake, and iced plum drink. As for the flower dew... was there anything else to eat?"

Feng Jinqi finally opened his mouth: "Someone asked you what the fragrance was, and you shook your sleeves: 'It's the toilet water on me. It not only repels mosquitoes and insects, but also keeps the fragrance all day long! It's only sold in San Sheng Tang in the country..."

Both of them burst out laughing. This was the first time they laughed since Zhiyi and his family passed away.

In addition to the shock and sadness, she was also filled with anger, fear, guilt, fear and a hint of indescribable bitterness. She was shocked by the weight of his love, but how should she deal with it in the future? How should she face this self-righteous "tenderness"?

Over the years, every move she made, every thought she had, had been turned into secret reports that flew to his desk! She was like a transparent person, and all the things she thought of as "luck," "coincidence," and "protection" were just fortresses he had built for her with lies.

Zhi Yihe felt humiliated and teased! What did he think of himself as? A plaything to satisfy his desire for control?!

He claimed to be in need of protection, so he, like a high and mighty god, from thousands of miles away, "given" her so-called "protection" in this way? Watching her live unconsciously under his "gift", even...even developing feelings for him that she shouldn't have?

Zhi Yihe also fantasized about being under the moonlight with the person she loved, singing poems and enjoying the romantic life. However, the relationship between her and Feng Jinqi was stained with blood and tempered with ice, and now it still carries this almost cruel affection. The high wall between them will probably be difficult to overcome in a lifetime.