Gently bite the jasmine

"Xiao Xi".

Duan Mingxuan heard his voice before he saw him.

Lin Xi wanted to avoid seeing Duan Mingxuan the most right now, so she hid behind Duan Yiheng.

Duan Mingxuan was very displeased when he entered the room and saw this scene.

But time and again, because Duan Yiheng and Lin Xi argued, Duan Mingxuan managed to control his temper.

"Xiao Xi," Duan Mingxuan decided to bypass Duan Yiheng, "why did they bring all your clothes over here?"

Since things had escalated to this point, Lin Xi could only admit, "I will move to the West Building from now on."

"Why?" Duan Mingxuan didn't understand and reached out to pull her. "Don't hide behind him. Come out and explain yourself."

Duan Yiheng tried to stop her, but Lin Xi grabbed his arm.

She slowly emerged from behind Duan Yiheng, revealing her swollen and disheveled face to Duan Mingxuan.

"Mingxuan, I really don't want to argue with you. I'm also very tired today and want to stay here for the time being. I hope you can understand."

The red marks on half of his face were too obvious. Duan Mingxuan frowned with heartache, but the question "Who hit me?" stuck in his throat.

He didn't even need to ask.

Duan Mingxuan's initial righteous indignation towards her instantly turned into a raging inferno.

He frowned, said nothing, and strode away.

"Duan Mingxuan!" Lin Xi ran out worriedly, as did Duan Yiheng.

Lin Xi's heart was pounding in her throat, fearing that Duan Mingxuan would go crazy over Chen Baiwei and drag her into it again.

But she couldn't stop Duan Mingxuan.

Duan Mingxuan entered through the east gate and called out from afar, "Mom, where are you?"

Chen Baiwei was confronting Sister Mei when she heard her son's voice and quickly changed her expression: "Mingxuan, come here quickly! Even a servant in the house is giving me attitude."

Duan Mingxuan knew his mother's tricks all too well, so he ignored her sobs and asked, "Did you hit Xiaoxi?"

Chen Baiwei felt guilty for a moment, then, as always, she put on an act for Duan Mingxuan: "I was too hasty at the time. Did I hurt her? Can I apologize to her?"

"Even if you're impatient, you shouldn't hit her!" Duan Mingxuan's eyebrows turned slightly red with anger. "Half of her face is swollen. What right do you have to hit her?"

Chen Baiwei's heart was broken: "You heartless bastard, I was doing this all for you."

"For me?" Duan Mingxuan was speechless. "Even for me, I can't hit her. When have I ever laid a finger on her since I was a child? She went to America without telling me, and I was so angry that my heart, liver, spleen, and lungs ached. I digested it alone for two days, but I still went to find her."

"So you're just spineless." Chen Baiwei's eyes reddened with sadness. "You're making me so angry, my heart, liver, spleen, and lungs hurt. I'm your mother, would I ever hurt you?"

She was his own mother after all, and no matter how angry Duan Mingxuan was, he couldn't possibly beat her up.

He sighed helplessly: "You must apologize to Xiaoxi and coax her back."

"I won't apologize." Chen Baiwei was unusually assertive in front of Duan Mingxuan. "Let her leave if she wants. I'd like to see how long Duan Yiheng can keep her."

"What do you mean by 'taking her in'? Mom, aren't you going too far? She's been raised by you for so many years, why do you dislike her so much? What has she done to you?"

"I just don't like it," Chen Baiwei suddenly shouted.

Lin Xi, who had been standing by the door for a long time, lowered his head again.

Duan Yiheng pressed down on her shoulder and said to her, "Stand here and don't move."

Lin Xi was confused, but Duan Yiheng had already gone inside.

She heard Duan Yiheng's cold and resolute voice say to Chen Baiwei: "She doesn't need your affection."

"Duan Yiheng!" Chen Baiwei saw that he had completely lost control. "What right do you have to freeze my assets? What right do you have to restrict my spending? What right do you have?"

Duan Mingxuan suddenly looked at Duan Yiheng: "Do you really need to do this?"

Duan Yiheng didn't even glance at him. His gaze towards Chen Baiwei was one of disdain and indifference, just like the way she had looked at Lin Xi a few hours earlier.

"Do you think that everything you've gained over the years was given to you by Duan Zheng?"

Chen Baiwei frowned, clearly indicating that this was her opinion.

Duan Yiheng scoffed: "Duan Zheng is just a nominal general manager in the company. What has he contributed to this family and company? You treat him like a golden phoenix."

"You—" Chen Baiwei pointed at him in disbelief, "You're this arrogant? Talking about your father like this behind his back?"

Duan Yiheng sneered: "His position in the family and company is not enough to support your various rights and consumption, and his conduct is not worthy of my respect as a father."

"You..." Duan Yiheng's gaze swept over Chen Baiwei and Duan Mingxuan, "You'd better watch yourselves."

Lin Xi stood there stunned for a long time on her way back, until Duan Yiheng reminded her, "Watch your step."

Lin Xi looked at him: "Who has supported their spending over the years? But what if you disagree..."

“I must agree.” Duan Yiheng looked directly into her eyes. “Duan Mingxuan is Grandpa’s grandson, and that’s an unchangeable fact.”

"Before my mother passed away, she told me not to dwell on hatred, saying that a wise man keeps his talents hidden until the right time to act. So many years have passed, and I think I have done a good job."

Lin Xi got goosebumps instantly.

Over the years, he has been enduring it all, knowing how to use his weaknesses to win his grandfather's favor.

He patiently endured, improved, seized opportunities, achieved results, and succeeded. Every step he took was meticulously planned, and he proceeded steadily and surely.

this is too scary!

Duan Yiheng said, "Chen Baiwei can spend money recklessly, and she should thank Duan Mingxuan. She should thank him for being Duan Zheng's son, so Grandpa won't ignore it. Therefore, I should forgive and forget about it."

Duan Yiheng revealed his true colors to Lin Xi.

Back in her room, a belated pang of heartache resurfaced in her mind.

I feel sorry for him, he's so young, yet he's been scheming for so many years.

If his mother were still alive, he could have easily obtained everything.

Lin Xi went to the walk-in closet in the bedroom and opened her safe.

After looking at them for a long time, I took out one of the yellow diamond earrings.

She bought this at an auction abroad two years ago. It's a pity there was only one, and there's a rather touching story behind it.

The oval-shaped yellow diamond is only 3.76 carats, surrounded by white diamonds, and topped with a circular clasp.

Lin Xi turned around and found Duan Yiheng's lapel chain in the jewelry cabinet on the counter.

I forgot to return it before, but thankfully I didn't.

Since the sailboat that Duan Mingxuan smashed could not be put back together, let's give him a make-up birthday present.

He also gifted himself a valuable horse, and it was only right to reciprocate.

Removing the earring clasp, Lin Xi pinched the end of the lapel chain and threaded it through the earring's connecting clasp.

She looked at it and found it quite suitable, the weight was also appropriate.

After placing the reassembled chain in the jewelry box, Lin Xi turned around, opened the door, and knocked on Duan Yiheng's door.

He immediately opened the door, saw Lin Xi, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you not used to the new place?"

Lin Xi shook her head and handed over the box.

"What is it?" Duan Yiheng asked, "For me?"

Lin Xi hummed in agreement: "Open it and take a look. This is a belated birthday present for you."

Can the birthday gift be made up? Duan Yiheng was obviously stunned for a moment.

It looks like jewelry.

"What is this?" Duan Yiheng took the box.

Lin Xi laughed and said, "I bet you won't guess."

"A brooch? A tie clip? A bracelet?"

Lin Xi shook his head at each of the suggestions.

Duan Yiheng's curiosity was indeed piqued by her.

He opened the box, inside lay familiar jewelry, except for the addition of a gemstone.