Quenching

"I only need to protect myself, why should I protect them?"

Huang Qiaqia puffed out her cheeks, took a deep breath, and opened her mouth, about to speak, when a force suddenly pressed her back into her seat.

Wanli Fuguang glanced at Sheng Shanxing, his brow furrowing slightly. Shan Shuanglingze, however, continued to smile as she explained to the crowd below.

"Meteorological experts have conducted experiments, placing a cup of water upside down on wet grass, normal grass, and dry grass to demonstrate how quickly water seeps into the soil. Therefore, rainfall after a drought is more dangerous and more likely to cause flash floods."

The tycoon laughed even louder, his disdainful gaze still fixed on Wanli Fuguang's calm and composed face.

"Heh, so what if it's a breakout? What does that have to do with me?"

Before Shan Shuanglingze's speech was over, Wanli Ruoyu, who had been waiting outside the venue, quietly walked up to the tycoon and uttered a chilling sentence.

"Apologize, and I'll pretend I didn't know. Otherwise, I'll make sure there's a flood in front of your house."

The tycoon gave a light snort and turned to leave.

Wanli Ruoyu's servant coughed lightly twice, and Wanli Ruoyu's cold expression changed drastically. She walked happily toward Shan Shuanglingze and asked with concern.

"How was the speech? How much did they donate?"

"It's a terrible situation, and someone is deliberately causing trouble?"

"Really? In that case, you should rest for a bit. Let's go home first."

Wanli Ruoyu, with a smile on her face, took Shan Shuanglingze's hand, and with a glance, casually passed it to Wanli Fuguang.

Wanli Fuguang slowly took out his phone and sent a message.

"Shall we meet?"

Wanli Fuguang looked up, and Sheng Shanxing politely greeted Shan Shuanglingze before pulling Huang Qiaqia's arm and walking out of the venue.

As soon as the car door closed, Sheng Shanxing's face turned cold, and he reprimanded her sternly.

"Why are you interrupting someone else's speech?"

“He said he didn’t know why the desert needed watering, which was obviously bullying, and I couldn’t stand it.”

Who is on stage?

"So what if Wanli Fuguang's mother? I'm not trying to please her, I'm just stating the facts and saying something because I don't like it."

"I'll ask you one more time, who's on stage?"

"On stage..."

The righteous indignation in Huang Qiaqia's eyes slowly disappeared, replaced by a guilty conscience tinged with doubt.

"The mother on stage is being questioned, while Wanli Fuguang in the audience remains as steady as a mountain. Don't you think there's a problem? Your righteous defense is nothing but a waste of time in everyone's eyes."

"That……"

"Don't worry about how Wanli Fuguang's family will handle this, and don't ask about it. Remember, next time you encounter this situation, whether you are actively or passively involved, don't get involved, and don't show your sense of justice."

Huang Qiaqia nodded and kept her mouth tightly shut.

******

In the dimly lit room, Xing Songfeng's eyes widened, he suddenly shivered, closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, pushed the girl off him, lay sprawled on the bed, and complained.

"This one is too ugly, let's get a prettier one."

Wu Haofeng, sitting on the sofa, glanced at Xing Songfeng but remained motionless.

Xing Songfeng sat up abruptly, craning his neck to explain earnestly to Wu Haofeng.

"I don't like the girl who just looked at me who has single eyelids."

Wu Haofeng stared at the laptop screen, expressionless.

Xing Songfeng leaned forward and shouted loudly at Wu Haofeng.

"You're a fake professor, and you think grading papers is your real job all day?"

Wu Haofeng leisurely clicked the mouse twice, without even glancing at Xing Songfeng.

"Hurry up and call the next person, I want double eyelids."

Wu Haofeng closed his notebook, his indifferent gaze falling on Wanli Fuguang, and lazily uttered a remark.

"How many times have you changed them all morning? You're just a coward."

"The girl from earlier had eyebrows that looked too much like Qi Wanyun's; I couldn't bring myself to kiss her."

"Let's go, don't waste time."

Wu Haofeng packed his things and tossed them to Xing Songfeng, along with his clothes.

Xing Songfeng dawdled as he pulled on his pants, saying helplessly.

“Nobody lets me touch Qi Wanyun when I get home. What am I supposed to do? Aren’t you going to help me?”

Wu Haofeng shook his head, flicked his hand, and Xing Songfeng obediently followed behind him, looking excited.

"Where?"

"I'm looking for my dad."

With a single glance from Wu Haofeng, Xing Songfeng grinned broadly, his eyes fixed anxiously on the road ahead.

The fragrance of flowers filled the air and the colorful silks were dazzling. Xing Songfeng wiped his drool with a silly grin.

"Uncle, from today onwards, I will stay here permanently."

Wu Haofeng's father took a bite of the fragrant, soft grape and gently urged him on.

"Young Master, you are young and energetic, why don't you discuss this with Young Madam?"

"Uncle, discussing it with her is a dead end. I've decided to stay here and not leave no matter who comes."

"Sure?"

"determine."

Xing Songfeng flicked his hand, hanging his coat on Wu Haofeng's body. Wu Haofeng glanced at his father, then looked at Xing Songfeng, whose eyes were gleaming with disdain.

"Sir, please come tomorrow morning."

Xing Songfeng's fiery, surging gaze froze. Wu Haofeng blinked, stiffly turned his neck, and asked awkwardly.

"Who? Sir?"

"Uncle?"

"Ah."

Wu Haofeng's father greedily inhaled the sweet fragrance, and followed the lingering melody in his ears as he gracefully stepped forward.

Birds frolicked merrily, clouds drifted freely. Standing at Wu Haofeng's doorstep, gazing up at the pine trees swaying in the azure sky, he pondered for a long time before suddenly uttering a sentence.

"Go find my cousin."

While checking the balance on the rice noodle shop's cash register, Wanli Fuguang took Xing Songfeng's phone and checked the balance as well.

“Cousin, their protection of Qi Wanyun is going too far.”

"I now allow you to use the card, but I require your servant at the door to clearly explain and provide verifiable details about the destination of every single transaction."

“Cousin, only you can help me now. They only care about Qi Wanyun’s belly and don’t care about me at all.”

“You also need to participate in the lab work. If my people tell me that you are not doing any work, I will still confiscate your card.”

"Cousin, I am in great pain right now."

Wanli Fuguang turned and left the rice noodle shop, taking out his car keys.

Xing Songfeng gripped the car door tightly, his eyes fixed intently on Wanli Fuguang's indifferent face. He mustered his courage, raised his head, and asked loudly, word by word.

"Cousin, you and I share similar blood, can you endure it?"

Wanli Fuguang pushed Xingsongfeng's hand away and left with a sentence.

"Huang Qiaqia has a gentle nature."

Go ahead and go.

Wu Haofeng shook his head and sighed deeply.

"As the heir, he is different from others in every way, and even the wife he chose is different."

“I don’t believe that if my cousin pushes Huang Qiaqia too far, she won’t bite.”

In the Kong Xi University cafeteria, Huang Qiaqia put down her chopsticks and noticed Wanli Fuguang, who was replying to messages with his head down. Huang Qiaqia smiled happily and said with displeasure.

"What are the girls you're chatting with saying? You seem so happy, you've been chatting for two classes already, and you're still chatting."

Wanli Fuguang put away his phone, showing off.

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