Gently bite the jasmine

When Yu Lang and Liang Yutong saw Duan Yiheng, one breathed a sigh of relief, and the other breathed a sigh of relief.

Mei followed behind, squatting down to pick up the broken items.

Looking at the shattered sailboat, Lin Xi felt an indescribable mix of grievance and anger, which made her eyes red.

A tear trembled, stubbornly refusing to fall, but burst forth when she saw Duan Yiheng.

Lin Xi turned her head away, trying to hide her disheveled state.

Duan Mingxuan also turned his gaze and saw Duan Yiheng, like a bomb tampering with explosives.

When Duan Yiheng is at home, he doesn't wear a suit; he simply wears a thin black sweater with matching casual pants.

He walked upstairs with a calm and steady pace, his gaze sweeping over Duan Mingxuan before landing on Lin Xi.

He walked over, stood behind Lin Xi, and asked softly, "Is something the matter?"

Lin Xi shook her head, sobbing.

Duan Yiheng raised his hand to put his arm around her shoulder, but Duan Mingxuan exploded: "Don't touch her!"

Lin Xi was startled by the shout.

Duan Yiheng suppressed his surging temper, not wanting to clash with Duan Mingxuan and frighten Lin Xi.

He beckoned to Sister Mei: "Take her to my place."

Duan Mingxuan's expression changed: "Duan Yiheng, you want to—"

"Have you made enough of a scene?" Duan Yiheng's gaze was like sharp icicles, piercing and stabbing, and Duan Mingxuan was stunned for a moment.

"What right do you have to shout like that?" Duan Yiheng spoke without any mercy. "Is it because of your father's paltry fortune? Or because of your utter lack of contribution to the family or the company?"

Yu Lang and Liang Yutong both gasped in surprise.

Duan Mingxuan's face darkened: "What right do you have to yell at me like that?"

Duan Yiheng sneered: "I can freeze your and your son's accounts with just one phone call."

Duan Mingxuan was speechless.

When his mother entered the family, the old man signed a series of internal agreements with his parents.

It clarifies Duan Yiheng's special authorization under specific circumstances.

Duan Mingxuan's expression changed drastically: "You think I care?"

Duan Yiheng made a "please" gesture: "Since you don't care, go out and see if your cronies will continue to call you Young Master Duan, or if they are just empty shells and good-for-nothings."

"Duan Yiheng, don't you fucking push your luck!" Duan Mingxuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he wanted to tear Duan Yiheng to pieces.

Duan Yiheng: "Weren't you having a blast bullying others just now?"

Duan Mingxuan was speechless once again.

The moment I smashed Lin Xi's things, I felt extremely relieved. But when I saw her stifled tears, my heart ached for her.

Duan Mingxuan looked at Lin Xi with a complicated expression.

What should I do with you?

Sister Mei went upstairs and led Lin Xi to the first floor. Duan Mingxuan followed after her, calling out, "Little Xi."

Lin Xi didn't turn around, but staggered a little.

Liang Yutong shook off Yu Lang's grip and followed him.

Duan Mingxuan stared blankly at Lin Xi's retreating figure, standing there in a daze.

Everyone has left.

Yu Lang sighed and stepped forward to comfort him, "Brother, why are you doing this?"

Duan Mingxuan raised his hand to his chest, where he felt a tightness, aches, and pain.

Will she still talk to me?

There was both investigation and things being smashed.

Yu Lang affirmed, "Of course I'll talk to you. Lin Xi has never truly ignored you all these years. But you really went too far this time. No matter what, you shouldn't have broken her things."

Duan Mingxuan's eyes darkened: "That was a gift she gave to Duan Yiheng."

“Even so, you shouldn’t have laid a hand on him,” Yu Lang said. “I know you’ve never gotten along with your older brother since you were little, but why can’t you even put on a show of politeness? You need to face reality. In the future, it will be your older brother who runs this family.”

Duan Mingxuan seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and stubbornly replied, "I don't think so."

Yu Lang panicked for a moment: "What are you going to do? Don't tell me you're going to usurp the throne. That's highly unlikely. Duan Yiheng is no pushover."

Duan Mingxuan lowered his head and remained silent.

"Come on, come on, I'm worried about leaving you home alone. Come out for a drink with me." Yu Lang pulled him outside. "It's a good thing your mom isn't home, otherwise she would have made a scene again."

Duan Mingxuan, like a walking corpse, was taken out of the house by Yu Lang.

Liang Yutong followed Lin Xi to comfort her all the way, but was stopped after entering the living room.

Duan Yiheng said to her, "Excuse me, could you please wait a moment? I need to say something to her."

Liang Yutong nodded hurriedly: "Go and check on me, I'm fine."

Lin Xi wiped away her tears, wanting to say that she was okay, but Duan Yiheng had already come over, grabbed her wrist, and led her towards the back door.

A sofa set is placed under the large eaves, facing the flowers and plants in the courtyard, creating a pleasant view.

Duan Yiheng pressed her down to sit on the sofa and poured her a glass of water.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Lin Xi raised her eyes slightly, her gaze falling on his collar, and said, "He knew I was going to work at Yin Fan, and he even became your secretary."

As Duan Yiheng had expected.

"He forced you to resign?"

"He didn't mention resigning." Lin Xi shook her head. "It's my fault for not telling him, and..."

Duan Yiheng chuckled: "I'll tell you to stay away from me."

Lin Xi nodded: "Mm."

Duan Yiheng sat on the sofa, legs apart, elbows resting on his thighs, bending over, looking tenderly at Lin Xi, and slowly guiding her:

"You must remember that you owe him nothing, and you owe nothing to anyone in this family."

Lin Xi looked up and finally met his eyes.

Duan Yiheng continued to explain: "Guangxi merged into Yinfan, which led to the Yinfan Technology we know today. Your contribution to this family is second only to Grandpa, and I cannot compare to you."

"You're exaggerating." Lin Xi's remaining tears streamed down her fair cheeks.

Duan Yiheng sighed and raised his hand to wipe away her tears as if by accident.

Lin Xi forgot to cry. Her clumped eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a butterfly that had been rained on and could no longer fly, only remaining in Duan Yiheng's sight.

Duan Yiheng withdrew his hand, and the warm touch on Lin Xi's face immediately disappeared, leaving only a slight coolness.

Lin Xi belatedly felt a burning sensation on her face and subconsciously raised her hand to rub it with the back of her hand.

Their eyes met in mid-air, then they looked away in tacit agreement.

Lin Xi cleared her throat, picked up her water glass, and silently took a sip.

"Uh...is Yutong still there?" Lin Xi asked, trying to make conversation.

Duan Yiheng sat up slightly and said, "I'm still here. Sister Mei will take care of me, so don't worry."

Just as Lin Xi was about to go find Liang Yutong, Duan Yiheng's phone rang.

Mu Zhao's voice wasn't quiet, and since the two were close, Lin Xi heard him clearly:

"Happy birthday, it wouldn't be right if you didn't come out for a drink today."

Duan Yiheng: "I'm busy."

Mu Zhao: "Who are you kidding? It's Saturday, you don't go to work."

Duan Yiheng's lips twitched slightly. He hadn't been at work; he was busy coaxing people.

Lin Xi poked Duan Yiheng's hand and said, "Go ahead, I'm fine."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhao exclaimed a few times, "Is that Lin Xi? Bring her along; it'll be more lively with more people."

Duan Yiheng put down his phone and asked Lin Xi, "Shall I take you and your friends out for some fun, to help you relax?"

Lin Xi opened her eyes wide: "Now?"

Duan Yiheng: "Yes, it's not some messy place, it's my private club."

Liang Yutong enjoys having fun, so she's unlikely to refuse.

Lin Xi was indeed feeling down because of Duan Mingxuan, and she didn't hesitate for long before saying, "Okay."

Duan Yiheng: "Okay, then go wash your face and leave. We won't be back tonight."

Lin Xi was taken aback. All night?