Quenching

Jin Xixing placed a baby in Wanli Fuguang's arms, embraced a girl who wasn't particularly pretty, and kissed her passionately. Wanli Fuguang looked at Jin Xixing with disgust, then turned and left, still holding the baby in his arms.

Huang Qiaqia stared at Jin Xixing's back, gently shook Wanli Fuguang's arm, and lowered his voice.

"Why isn't Jin Xixing's wife very pretty? Shouldn't handsome men be paired with beautiful women?"

Wanli Fuguang stared at Huang Qiaqia's chubby little face and answered in a serious tone.

"You're not particularly beautiful either."

"I...then...I..."

Huang Qiaqia mustered her courage, puffed out her cheeks, and the scattered flames slowly gathered together, but when she thought that Wanli Fuguang's words made sense, her confidence weakened again.

"We think our wives are the most beautiful in the world."

The moment he was addressed, the small flame that had been gradually rising in Huang Qiaqia's heart was extinguished.

"I...she..."

Wanli Fuguang leaned close to Huang Qiaqia's ear and whispered a name.

"Wife."

Huang Qiaqia suddenly took a step back, staring intently at Wanli Fuguang's face, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Wife."

Wanli Fuguang called softly again, and Huang Qiaqia suddenly opened her mouth wide, blinked her eyes, unsure of where to put her hands, and could only haphazardly grab the straps of her schoolbag.

Wanli Fuguang stepped forward, the crisp sound of a bell interrupting the words he was about to utter.

Wanli Fuguang turned around to answer the phone.

"Huang Qiaqia, your roommates are very interesting."

Jin Xixing returned Huang Qiaqia's phone, and Huang Qiaqia immediately searched for the phone number.

When Jin Xixing scanned Sheng Shanxing's name on Huang Qiaqia's phone, his voice remained gentle and calm.

"Huang Qiaqia, the Unicorn Band is having a performance at the theater up ahead, do you want to go check it out?"

"The Unicorn Band. Okay, huh? The Unicorn Band that was really popular ten years ago, go, go, go."

Huang Qiaqia put away the phone, looked up with excitement in his eyes, and nodded repeatedly.

In the theater, Jin Xixing took out three long glow sticks, and Wanli Fuguang took one out, held it in his hand, and raised it above his head.

Huang Qiaqia and Jin Xixing exchanged glances, one hand revealing her wrist, the other holding a glow stick.

With a "snap," glow sticks were wrapped around both wrists, and the two raised their wrists high.

Wanli Fuguang's expression froze for two seconds. He slowly lowered his arm and secretly fastened the glow stick to his wrist.

"Look at this."

With the Unicorn Band as the backdrop, a group photo of the three, centered around Huang Qiaqia, is displayed on Wanli Fuguang and Jin Xixing's phones.

Outside the electronic reading room at Kong Xi University, Wan Lifuguang stared at Huang Qiaqia's chubby little face and raised an eyebrow at Jin Xixing.

"You're not against it anymore?"

"Asking a question you already know the answer to makes you seem a bit stingy."

"I'll be magnanimous even if you eat rice noodles until you're sick of them."

"You should be allowed to be driven to the brink of death by the wind, leaving you with nothing but clothes. Even if you have the rice noodle recipe from your master, it won't help."

“When Madam Jinqiu gave me a difficult problem, I asked my master to come and help me.”

"You asked your master to deal with him, but you failed?"

"She didn't respond. Why did you ask me to meet you, darling?"

Upon hearing Wanli Fuguang's words, Jin Xixing, who was standing beside him, carefully examined the radiant Wanli Fuguang from head to toe and sighed in admiration.

“Darling, Huang Qiaqia is not even twenty years old yet, please be gentle with your kisses.”

"I'm still sixteen days away from turning twenty, I can start preparing!"

Jin Xixing stared at Huang Qiaqia's bulging lips and curled his lips slightly.

"Okay, young master."

Wanli Fuguang nodded, a serious expression settling on his face, and said in a cold voice.

"Why is that up-and-coming tycoon my mom was talking about so bad-tempered?"

"The confidence given by Microbial Family".

"Where's the arrow-sealing wood?"

"Hospital."

"what?"

Wanli Fuguang frowned, and Jin Xixing turned his head to signal the servant in a suit and tie to follow Wanli Fuguang as he hurried away.

In the hospital, Wanli Fuguang hurriedly pushed open the door and ran to the bedside.

Wanli Ruoyu's barrage of insults followed immediately.

“Look at the arrowwood tree lying here now. Look at how much the Weisheng family has bullied us, and you still do nothing.”

Wanli Fuguang held Feng Jianmu's hand with heartache and asked anxiously.

"so serious?"

Feng Jianmu forced a smile through his pale lips.

"Wei Shengziqing must be quite annoyed that he failed to kill me several times!"

"What do you need me to do?"

“Young Master, I have dealt with the people that Wei Shengziqing arranged at home. The Second Young Mistress and the Second Young Master are not Wei Shengziqing’s main targets. My people can guarantee their safety. I have arranged most of my people here with Madam and you.”

Wanli Fuguang questioned Feng Jianmu with a suspicious look on his face.

"Where's Huang Qiaqia? Didn't you send anyone?"

Feng Jianmu gave Wanli Fuguang a conciliatory look, but Wanli Fuguang's anger flared up instantly. He turned around and questioned Wanli Ruoyu, whose face was dark with anger.

"Dad, why did you use Madam Jinqiu's power? You know what kind of person she is, yet you still made her protect Huang Qiaqia. If she uses Huang Qiaqia to threaten me, she is a thousand times more terrifying than Wei Shengziqing."

"Don't worry about this. Take care of things at home first."

After Wanli Ruoyu finished speaking, she strode out of the ward.

With a "crack," the water glass scattered miserably in the dark corner.

Wanli Fuguang, with bulging veins on his head, had a terrifying and ferocious expression.

“My father’s ideas always went against my wishes. I didn’t want to use Madam Jinqiu’s power, but he relied on her power time and time again. As a result, more and more things in the Wanli family were controlled by Madam Jinqiu, and I had to bow down to her time and time again, even walking into the abyss.”

Feng Jianmu gave a soft reminder.

"Young Master, Wei Shengziqing is determined to kill you at all costs. Most of my men sacrificed themselves to protect you. I've asked Madam Jin Qiu for help..."

“I told you not to beg Madam Jinqiu. Why don’t you go to my uncle?”

"Your uncle only sent people to protect Madam. As for you, if you are the heir of the Wanli family, you have nothing to do with them. But if you are Madam's son, they will do everything in their power to protect their own child. Young Master, I have considered all available resources, and I have no choice but to rely on Madam Jinqiu's power..."

"Haven't you met Madam Jinqiu? Don't you know how cruel her men are?"

"But she is, after all, Xing Songfeng's biological mother. Can she really abandon her own child? If Madam Jin Qiu really threatens you then, you..."

"When Xing Songfeng was sick, he lay in my mother's arms; when he was wronged, he came back to me for support; and even when he caused trouble, it was my father who beat him up. What about Madam Jin Qiu?"

Did she ever care? Did she ever ask? Did she ever show any concern? The only reason she was willing to help the Wanli family was because my dad kept giving her money. Feng Jianmu, do you know that?

I cry my heart out every time I see Xing Songfeng being beaten for his reckless behavior, but that's not when I feel most sorry for him.

Instead, my heart ached when he came back excitedly to show off the gifts his mother had bought him.

"why?"