Quenching

"Madam, would you like something to drink?"

Dan Shuanglingze turned to the side, avoiding Jin Xixing's gaze.

Jin Xixing slightly adjusted the direction and said softly.

"Madam, where are you planning to go later? Shall I accompany you?"

"Madam, have you decided on lunch? I..."

Dan Shuanglingze's friend gently nudged her.

Dan Shuanglingze snorted softly, his face showing displeasure.

"Who are you calling? Whose wife am I? Am I from your family?"

"Madam, your husband has prepared everything for you at home..."

“Sir, sir, you only listen to Wanli Ruoyu and not to me at all. I asked you to carry the burden, but you can’t carry it at all.”

“Madam, it’s not that I can’t handle it, it’s just that the young master isn’t home. I don’t dare to confront the master head-on. If the young master were home, my men would definitely stop the master and the others.”

"Hmph, Wanli Fuguang said he was coming back to see me yesterday, but when I woke up this morning, he was gone again. How long has he been busy? Isn't he done yet?"

"Young Master, he..."

"Stop giving me this tangent. I'm asking you, you had a way to take me on a wilderness escape trip last time, so you're sure you can do it this time too? Or are you just not going to do it?"

As soon as Shan Shuanglingze finished speaking, deep pinch marks appeared on Jin Xixing's arm.

Jin Xixing gasped and slowly parted her lips.

“If you get rid of Huang Qiaqia, I’ll let you play all day.”

"Don't bring up other things. Wanli Fuguang likes Huang Qiaqia and insists on letting her live at home. How could I possibly take her away?"

"After Huang Qiaqia left, the young master naturally returned, and she..."

Before Jin Xixing could finish speaking, another pinch mark appeared on her arm.

"How could you start lying to me too? Wanli Ruoyu has already told me that Wanli Fuguang leaving home has nothing to do with Huang Qiaqia."

"You prefer Huang Qiaqia to be your daughter-in-law."

Dan Shuanglingze sighed softly, her eyes filled with a hint of resentment.

"I didn't like Wanli Fuguang doing scuba diving, I was worried about the danger, but he insisted, so I found him many instructors. I didn't like him playing with model cars, but he insisted, so I bought him a building. However, I originally planned for Xing Songfeng to marry Huang Qiaqia, but..."

Jin Xixing sensed something was off about the conversation and immediately interrupted Shan Shuanglingze.

"Madam, I can take you to the waterfall stunt, as long as you ask someone to send something to Huang Qiaqia."

Dan Shuang Lingze looked on with curiosity.

"Why don't you send someone else to deliver it? What do you want from me?"

Jin Xixing smiled faintly.

"Madam, would I harm you?"

"Of course not."

"Could I harm Huang Qiaqia?"

"also can not."

"Waterfall Jumper, I'll show you all sorts of fun ways to experience it."

Dan Shuanglingze shrugged and showed off her colorful manicured nails. Jin Xixing immediately stretched out her own arm and offered a heartwarming reminder.

"Sir, I've been waiting for you at home for a long time, look..."

"I don't want to eat with him. I'll eat with my friends. You should leave too."

Jin Xixing nodded and took a step, and the light, graceful voices of Shan Shuanglingze came from behind.

"Wait, while you're at it, take Brittany back with you."

Jin Xixing frowned slightly, then quickly turned around and walked towards Shan Shuanglingze to confirm again.

"The arrow-sealing tree is back?"

"Hmm, he even accompanied me to my beauty treatment this morning. But when I was trying on clothes, he disappeared without a trace."

Dan Shuanglingze started walking and noticed that Jin Xixing was still following behind him, urging him on.

"Go on with your work! You don't need to follow me."

Jin Xixing took the crocodile skin bag from the servant, touched the gun on his body, put his arm around Shan Shuanglingze's shoulder, and spoke in a light voice.

"I'm not busy either, I'll accompany you shopping."

Back in his room, Jin Xixing rubbed his aching legs, put down a pile of shopping bags, and walked to the next room, whispering to the servant at Wanli Fuguang's door.

Is Huang Qiaqia in the room?

"No, I've been coming home very late every day lately."

"Has the young master come back today?"

"In the bedroom on the third floor. Mr. Jin Xixing, the young master looks very tired, why are you avoiding him?"

"not see."

"Where are you also, Huang Qiaqia?"

"Not a single one is to be seen."

In the bedroom on the third floor, Shan Shuanglingze quickly pulled Wanli Fuguang down to sit and worriedly checked his body.

“Look at your face, it’s getting worse and worse. I don’t care what you do, if your health collapses, your mother will be the first to punish you.”

Wanli Fuguang smiled and put his arm around his mother's shoulder, a relaxed smile on his face.

"Mom, you've forgotten that you once told me I was the healthiest person in the world because I had the second healthiest mother in the world."

"Yes, I'm giving you my most precious health unconditionally. If you dare to betray me, I will never forgive you."

"Hehe, how could that be?"

"Take the new clothes with you when you leave."

Wanli Fuguang watched his mother leave the third-floor bedroom with a cheerful smile, then slowly suppressed his smile.

Wanli Ruoyu's worried gaze slid from above the newspaper to Wanli Fuguang's itchy hand.

"Didn't you shower?"

"I've washed, but I'm still itchy. Dad, how much did you earn with your first pot of gold?"

Wanli Ruoyu withdrew her gaze, her voice stiff.

"Sixty thousand. How much do you earn now?"

"Dad, I'm leaving."

Wanli Fuguang stood up, feeling a little dizzy, and quickly grabbed the back of the sofa next to him.

The servant behind Wanli Ruoyu hurriedly nudged her, but Wanli Ruoyu remained unmoved, merely shaking the newspaper in her hand.

Wanli Fuguang shook his head, his vision clearing up. He pushed the door shut, and the servant immediately started walking. Wanli Ruoyu's stern voice rang out.

"You are not allowed to report this."

"Look at the young master's face, he's pale and even a little out of breath when he got up."

"Even in this state, you still won't back down. Can't you just bow your head to me?"

The servant glanced deeply at the strangulation marks on Wanli Ruoyu's neck and thought to himself: Even if I don't complain, I have a way to make the madam strangle you to death.

******

The bright sunlight shone directly on Wanli Fuguang's face, making it difficult for him to breathe, and the shrill ringing of the bell made him even more irritated.

"Why has Huang Qiaqia been going out and having fun all this time? She doesn't like living at your house, so let her go back to her parents' house."

“She’s living very well, but… Sheng Shanxing, I’m feeling a bit dizzy and itchy all over, I…”

Wanli Fuguang's itching gradually intensified, and he felt as if tiny feathers were brushing against his entire body. Slowly, the feathers turned into leaves, repeatedly sliding back and forth.

"Wanli Fuguang, where are you? Wanli Fuguang..."

The two servants at Wanli Fuguang's door pushed it open without a second thought and rushed into Jin Xixing's study, shouting anxiously and panting.

"Mr. Jin Xixing, the young master has fainted by the roadside."

Upon hearing the news, Wu Haofeng and Xing Songfeng, who had just returned from their leisurely stroll, took off running.

“Pull them both back.”

Jin Xixing gave a stern command, and the servants had no choice but to drag the two men back.

Xing Songfeng angrily shook off the servant's hand, rushed to Jin Xixing, and questioned him furiously.

“My cousin is in a coma right now, and you’re still leaving him outside, ignoring him completely.”

Jin Xixing waved his hand, and the two servants reluctantly withdrew.