Quenching

"At first, Sheng Shanxing and his younger brother got separated from the rest of the family. When they were being chased and were at their wits' end, they ran to Huang Qiaqia's mother's factory. Huang Qiaqia's father happened to be delivering food to Huang Qiaqia's mother and hid them in her textile factory. Later, he took them home and wouldn't let them go out. He invited teachers from various subjects to come to his home as guests and gave them lessons."

Wanli Fuguang looked at Wu Haofeng's smiling face and asked in a cold voice.

"How could Huang Qiaqia's father alone protect the two brothers? Did your goddess secretly help them?"

"My goddess not only helped, but also had someone teach Sheng Shanxing medical skills, and she's still secretly helping Sheng Shanxing's family."

Wanli Fuguang watched as Wu Haofeng's eyes subtly revealed a smile, exuding composure and elegance, as he sternly reminded him.

“Wu Haofeng, we are not on the same path as your goddess, you should know that.”

Wu Haofeng outwardly suppressed his smile, but inwardly he thought quite differently.

Wanli Fuguang shook his head and questioned him.

"How did you offend Sheng Shanxing that he would do this to you?"

Wu Haofeng immediately stopped smiling. Of course, he couldn't tell Wanli Fuguang that Sheng Shanxing had discovered that he and Huang Qiaqia had been framed for three consecutive days, so he was trying to mess with him. He could only awkwardly utter a sentence.

"Personal grudges."

******

The sun was shining brightly, and the little grasses were struggling to push their little heads out, vying to grow taller and stronger. In the open courtyard, the chef was still grilling meat, sweating profusely.

The two couples, Wanli Fuguang and Sheng Shanxing, sat on the ground with Wu Haofeng, admiring the flower buds that were about to bloom. Some were fully open, while others were languid, but all of them were quiet and did not disturb anyone.

Kong Yanfei nudged Sheng Shanxing beside her.

"Go get my bag, I'll clean your ears."

Sheng Shanxing steadily got up and took Kong Yanfei's bag.

After cleaning Sheng Shanxing's ears, Kong Yanfei tugged at them.

The golden sunlight shone on Sheng Shanxing's face. He greedily basked in the sunlight, unwilling to get up.

Wanli Fuguang gently turned his head and looked at Huang Qiaqia.

Huang Qiaqia shrugged, spread his hands, got up in a flash, pushed Sheng Shanxing away, and lay down on Kong Yanfei's delicate and smooth thighs. It felt so comfortable.

Kong Yanfei tugged at Huang Qiaqia's ear and picked up a cotton swab again. Huang Qiaqia closed her eyes to enjoy the sunbathing, and her hand didn't forget to touch her fair thigh.

"Don't move around, come with me to review the game later."

"okay."

Huang Qiaqia leaned against Kong Yanfei with a smile; she was so soft. Hmm? What's that pricking my face? Whose hair is so short? Ugh, I'll throw it away.

After cleaning her ears, Kong Yanfei handed her bag to Sheng Shanxing and spoke with a slightly worried expression.

"Although I've gained some recognition through small theaters, I want to make things that are more beautiful and have more depth and breadth."

“You can showcase ethnic groups, not only their unique characteristics but also their inherited cultural elements. For example, you can first showcase the ethnic groups of our continent, and then showcase those of the other three continents, or even the whole world.”

"anything else?"

"There are also various religions. In addition, there are displays of styles from different eras, from ancient hominids to the present..."

As Huang Qiaqia spoke, he casually picked up two chopsticks and held them above Kong Yanfei's head.

Sheng Shanxing removed the chopsticks from Huang Qiaqia's hand and solemnly expressed his opinion.

“Just take our Northern Continent as an example. Some ethnic groups make their clothes stitch by stitch by mothers for their daughters. Some ethnic groups don’t easily show their clothes. In other continents, such as the South and North, there are places where we can’t adapt to the climate and we don’t understand the natural conditions. There are too many unstable factors. It’s impossible to collect all the ethnic costumes in the world.”

"Difficulties bring challenges, right? The three of us have traveled to many places, have you forgotten?"

Wu Haofeng ate a piece of roast beef and then put down his fork with a hint of curiosity.

"Three?"

"Yes, they both like to travel, so I'm usually there when they go on dates."

"Let's do the domestic ones first! I'm not comfortable with you going abroad alone."

Sheng Shanxing cut a piece of beef for Kong Yanfei, which looked quite good. Huang Qiaqia snatched a piece from Kong Yanfei's plate and stuffed it into her mouth.

Kong Yanfei took a bite of beef, and Bai Shengshan glanced at her.

"Isn't there a team with you? What's there to worry about?"

Huang Qiaqia picked up another skewer of roasted mutton.

"I want to go too. I'm going whenever I have a holiday."

Wanli Fuguang hurriedly interjected.

"Then I'll go too."

Huang Qiaqia smiled, her eyes crinkling with laughter, and raised her lips in a smile at Wanli Fuguang.

"no problem."

Kong Yanfei pushed aside the beef in front of her and reached out her hand to Huang Qiaqia.

"Let's change clothes and take pictures!"

Huang Qiaqia grabbed a tissue to wipe her mouth and casually handed the unfinished lamb skewers to Sheng Shanxing.

Wanli Fuguang noticed the lamb skewers in Sheng Shanxing's hand and thought they didn't look very appetizing, so he handed them to Wu Haofeng.

Wu Haofeng raised his hand and handed it to the driver standing next to him, then picked up a fork for himself.

Seeing that the girls had walked away, Sheng Shanxing earnestly reminded Wanli Fuguang.

"Wanli Fuguang, don't agree to anything with those two girls casually. If they're serious, they'll see things through no matter where or which continent they're on."

Wanli Fuguang wiped his mouth, looking equally serious.

"I told them I was serious, and that I would go if I promised to go with them."

"You're going to go with them to the battlefield?"

“I can make them stop and wait for Huang Qiaqia to pass before continuing.”

Sheng Shanxing shook his head, glanced at Wu Haofeng, and snorted coldly.

"Huang Qiaqia doesn't deserve this from you!"

Wanli Fuguang's eyes darkened, a hint of displeasure rising in his heart.

"Why do you say that?"

Sheng Shanxing packed his things, stood up briskly, and emphasized his tone.

"Some people think you've sacrificed too much for Huang Qiaqia."

"What do you mean?"

Wanli Fuguang's face grew increasingly gloomy. He didn't know what Sheng Shanxing was trying to do. If he wanted to protect Huang Qiaqia, then who was hurting Huang Qiaqia?

Beneath Sheng Shanxing's thick eyebrows, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, containing a hint of chill, mixed with disdain and contempt.

"Young Master, I'll take Huang Qiaqia home. You don't need to trouble yourself."

******

The fog has dissipated, and the sky is clear with a bright moon and few stars.

In Wanli's villa, Wanli Fuguang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the second-floor study, gazing at the bright moon in the sky for a long time.

Wu Haofeng, standing beside him, had icy hands and was rapidly twirling his fingers, a thousand excuses converging in his mind.

"Master, I..."

Wanli Fuguang parted his thin lips slightly, his deep voice speaking each word with seriousness.

"Wu Haofeng, I like Huang Qiaqia."

Wu Haofeng followed Wanli Fuguang's gaze, glanced at the waning moon in the dark night, and then looked at Wanli Fuguang again. He noticed that Wanli Fuguang's expression was calm, and his brows, as always, conveyed a sense of solemnity as he slowly withdrew from the room.

Wu Haofeng closed his study door, took out the phone, and urged him on with a grumbling tone.

"Come back right now, stop playing around."

Inside the private room, Xing Songfeng, dragging out his long, drawn-out notes, stretched out a big, lazy yawn.

"what happened?"