Quenching

In the empty square, covered in white snow, Huang Qiaqia hopped and skipped in the middle of the snow, mouth agape, waiting for snowflakes to fall from the sky.

At the edge of the square, Wu Haofeng squatted on the ground, making snowballs, glancing at the silly Huang Qiaqia, and reminding Wanli Fuguang.

"Young Master, you've been playing for over an hour."

Wanli Fuguang turned his head and stared at the snowball in Wu Haofeng's hand, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

"I want to play too."

Wu Haofeng looked up, not understanding what Wanli Fuguang meant. Wanli Fuguang's dark eyes flickered slightly.

Wu Haofeng watched as Huang Qiaqia lay sprawled out on the vast expanse of white snow, looking utterly relaxed and content.

"A splash of red in the snow?"

Wu Haofeng shook his head, staring at Wanli Fuguang in horror. "Beast, no, pervert," he thought to himself.

"You two haven't done it yet?"

Wanli Fuguang rubbed his hands together, walked towards Huang Qiaqia, and extended his warm hand to help her up.

Huang Qiaqia gripped the warm, large hand tightly.

"Are you cold? The trench coat you're wearing isn't very warm."

"Fortunately."

Wanli Fuguang held Huang Qiaqia tightly in his arms and walked towards the Infiniti.

The driver opened the car door, and the two of them got into the extended Infiniti, with Wu Haofeng also sitting in the back.

"It'll get colder in a few days, you should wear a down jacket!"

Wanli Fuguang tilted his head slightly and glanced at Wu Haofeng, who had thrown away his gloves.

Wu Haofeng frowned, speaking with a slightly wooden tone.

"It seems you don't have a down jacket."

"Huh? You rich people don't wear down jackets?"

Wanli Fuguang nodded at Wu Haofeng.

"Shall we buy some?"

Huang Qiaqia pulled Wanli Fuguang's arm and buried her round head in his arms.

"I'll buy it for you! I know a few stores that sell really good quality down jackets."

"Ah."

Huang Qiaqia glanced unintentionally through the car window and noticed a beautiful dress in a shop window. Wanli Fuguang leaned back slightly, making Huang Qiaqia's view clearer. Wu Haofeng signaled the driver to stop the car.

Huang Qiaqia got out of the car and strolled around the store leisurely. Soon, Huang Qiaqia sat on the jewelry counter on the third floor and chatted with the shop assistant.

Wu Haofeng leaned close to Wanli Fuguang's ear.

"Young Master, I should go. The other party has been waiting for almost two hours. If we don't leave soon, it won't be good."

"Ah."

Wanli Fuguang responded and sat down next to Huang Qiaqia, watching Huang Qiaqia try on rings one by one.

"Let's buy a pair of rings! All my roommates bought them after they started dating."

Huang Qiaqia's eyes shone like stars, touching the heartstrings of Wanli Fuguang.

How about this?

Wanli Fuguang turned his head slightly and found that no one was following him. Suddenly, a question came to mind.

"It doesn't look very good, let's forget about it!"

Wanli Fuguang removed the rings from his and Huang Qiaqia's hands and left the shop.

Huang Qiaqia blinked her big, watery eyes, grabbed Wanli Fuguang's hand, and shook it vigorously.

"What's wrong with it looking bad?"

“It’s not that it looks bad, but Wu Haofeng is gone, and I have no money on me. Let’s go downstairs and find the driver to get the money.”

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Wanli Fuguang's handsome face; his reaction was quite amusing.

Huang Qiaqia laughed heartily and pulled Wanli Fuguang back.

"No need to go downstairs, I have money."

"Eighteen thousand six hundred and thirty-two, are you sure you want to buy it? Is this the allowance your parents give you? I think with this kind of spending... you... you should..."

Wanli Fuguang cast a worried glance at the little girl, who seemed somewhat unaware of how hard her parents worked to earn money.

"move!"

Huang Qiaqia returned to the original shop, hesitating. She had just said it didn't look good, and now it would be too embarrassing to come back and buy it!

"Give me the phone."

Wanli Fuguang strode into the store with Huang Qiaqia's payment code in hand; he was not a shy person.

******

Under the bright sunshine, Huang Qiaqia and Wanli Fuguang stayed in the classroom after class.

Huang Qiaqia packed her things, glanced at the ring on her hand, and grinned foolishly. She casually pulled Wanli Fuguang's hand over and found that his hand was empty.

Huang Qiaqia asked with a suspicious and curious expression.

Why aren't you wearing a ring?

“We’re not married, so I…”

Huang Qiaqia puffed out her cheeks and gave a soft hum.

"So you don't want to wear a ring because you're afraid people will misunderstand and think you're married?"

"Correct."

The unwavering determination in Wanli Fuguang's eyes ignited a small flame within Huang Qiaqia's chest.

"Then why did you come shopping with me?"

“Listen to me, I went with you to buy it because you like it? Sometimes I chat with people face-to-face, and when they see the ring on my hand, they misunderstand and wonder why I didn't invite them to my wedding, or why I didn't bring my wife with me. If I explain that my girlfriend chose it, they'll think…”

Huang Qiaqia puffed out her cheeks, widened her eyes, and glared angrily at Wanli Fuguang.

"I don't understand. My mother took me to meet wealthy people, and I've talked to them. They had..."

Are they richer than me?

"them……"

With just one sentence from Wanli Fuguang, Huang Qiaqia's puffed-up cheeks deflated, and the anger in her chest dissipated by more than half.

"Many people are scrutinizing my words and actions, and I hope you can understand some of the details."

"Then why did you date me? What if my words and actions don't meet your standards? What if I don't know your family's rules?"

Although Huang Qiaqia understood the reasoning behind Wan Lifuguang's words, she was still angry.

“There are no rules in my family, so I would never allow you to be restricted. I would only protect you. I like you, so I'm dating you. These are not contradictory or conflicting.”

Huang Qiaqia dislikes Wanli Fuguang, whose every word seems reasonable; she finds him very annoying.

"Then don't wear the down jacket I bought for you. Your clothes are all custom-made. If you wear a brand that I bought for you, does that mean that other brands of down jackets can't cooperate with your company anymore?"

Huang Qiaqia tilted his head back, his nostrils flared slightly, and his eyes blazed with fury.

Sitting next to her, Wanli Fuguang looked at the pretty girl, her round face flushed and her eyes sparkling. He pulled her close and was about to lean down to kiss her lips when Huang Qiaqia's small hand lightly covered Wanli Fuguang's lips. Her voice was stiff and full of annoyance.

"Don't kiss me, you super-rich man."

Huang Qiaqia forcefully pushed away Wanli Fuguang's arm, grabbed her schoolbag, and angrily went to the next class.

Wanli Fuguang gazed at the remaining snow outside the window. Some snow was covered with thick ice, some was loose and scattered, and some was pure white. Snow is beautiful; it's best to admire it from afar. Why hold it in your arms? That must be too cold.

But the snow was so beautiful and so tempting that Wanli Fuguang, barefoot and naked, buried himself deep in the snow.

Wanli Fuguang looked away, staring at the words "Strive, Fight" in the classroom, and felt that they were too far removed from him.