Quenching

Xing Songfeng's eyes were filled with intimidation as he pushed open the door with a menacing look and grabbed Huang Qiaqia's arm.

"Your UV disinfection time is up, and you still won't let me take a shower?"

"I'm not stopping you from taking a bath. I'm warning you, if you tell my cousin about what happened yesterday and today, I'll beat you to death."

"Get out of my way."

Huang Qiaqia glanced at Bai Xingsongfeng and flung his hand away.

Xing Songfeng raised an eyebrow, grabbed Huang Qiaqia's shoulders with both hands, and warned her sternly.

"If you dare tell my cousin, I'll break your shoulder, you believe me?"

"Get out of my way."

Huang Qiaqia's eyes darkened, he clenched his fist, and suddenly punched Xing Songfeng in the stomach.

"You little brat...you..."

Wu Haofeng, who had just finished arranging the shoes, looked up and noticed that Huang Qiaqia's face was gradually turning pale, her breathing was becoming more and more rapid, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

"Huang Qiaqia?"

Wu Haofeng strode over, and Huang Qiaqia fled into the bathroom and locked the door.

"Hey? Why is Huang Qiaqia locking the door? We're not going in while she's taking a shower, she..."

Wu Haofeng turned his head and noticed that Xing Songfeng also looked somewhat annoyed, his eyes suggesting that he should look at himself...

Wu Haofeng punched Xing Songfeng in the arm and cursed angrily.

"Why are you trying to scare her? Even if she doesn't tell the young master about the kidnapping, won't Sheng Shanxing tell her?"

"Now, what do I do? I..."

"Cold salad."

"How could I have imagined that she would run into me..."

"This is even more troublesome."

Wu Haofeng, panting heavily, turned and walked into the kitchen.

******

As the pale moon shone brightly, Huang Qiaqia put on a black chiffon suit and prepared to go out. Xing Songfeng, looking displeased, placed the toilet brush in front of Huang Qiaqia, his eyes filled with deep dissatisfaction.

"What are you going to do?"

Huang Qiaqia lowered her head, bit her lip, and her eyes dimmed.

"What are you doing wandering around so late at night?"

"I have something to do."

"We'll talk about it tomorrow. Go back to your room and stay there quietly."

Huang Qiaqia turned his head, his face growing increasingly grim, and his voice growing softer.

"I have something to do."

Where are you going? What business do you have there?

Xing Songfeng carried a toilet brush, looked at Huang Qiaqia, who was dressed in all black, and thought to himself, "He's really ugly."

Huang Qiaqia felt a lump in her throat and her eyes reddened.

“Wu Haofeng is tired after a long day and is lying in the house, not wanting to move. If you go out, he will follow you. Can’t you just stay at home quietly?”

"Plop," Huang Qiaqia's tears rolled down her cheeks as she bit her lip and sobbed softly.

"I'm fine, I won't go out."

"What could you possibly be doing out there? You two were always hanging out with Chen Zhixing, weren't you two all day long, all lovey-dovey?"

Huang Qiaqia glanced up slightly at Xing Songfeng, who was trembling with a menacing aura.

Xing Songfeng's cold and terrifying gaze pierced Huang Qiaqia's face, his expression stern and impartial.

“Huang Qiaqia, if you dare to step out of your house today, I’ll break your legs.”

Huang Qiaqia stood at the door, her fists clenched tightly, her chest heaving violently, large tears rolling down her cheeks, accompanied by sobs, countless grievances flowing freely.

Xing Songfeng took a small step forward, glaring fiercely at Huang Qiaqia, whose face was streaked with tears.

"Go back, or I'll beat you up."

"Try touching her."

A calm voice poured down from Huang Qiaqia's head, causing her to lower her head even further. She covered her mouth tightly with her chubby little hands, pushed aside the strong chest, and rushed out the door.

"Cousin, she insisted on going out late at night, and Wu Haofeng was so tired that he fell asleep."

"Then you stay with me."

"I don't want to stay."

"Then get lost."

"Cousin, ever since you two got together, how have you treated me? The word you say to me most often is 'Get out,' you..."

What is your attitude towards my woman?

"She is not good enough for you, she is not worthy to be your woman."

"I'll say it again, get out."

Xing Songfeng, his brows furrowed in anger, threw the toilet brush on the ground and turned to leave.

A low, slightly angry voice rang out from behind, striking Xing Songfeng's chest.

"pick it up."

Xing Songfeng clenched his fists tightly, his expression contorted, the muscles in his face twitching uncontrollably. He angrily grabbed the toilet brush, kicked open the bathroom door, and frantically scrubbed the clean white toilet.

At the convenience store checkout, Huang Qiaqia scanned the code, picked up her black bag with one hand, and a warm, large hand embraced her as he took steady steps to lead her home.

"Xing Songfeng, wait a moment before you clean the toilet. Come out first and wait at the door."

Huang Qiaqia returned to her bedroom, and Wanli Fuguang's instructions came again.

"Take the trash out."

"Cousin, it's late at night, and there's no trash in the bathroom."

"It's fallen over."

Xing Songfeng dared not disobey and said in a deep voice, "I dare not disobey you." He could only drag his heavy steps and obediently walk into the bathroom. He bent down, paused slightly, and reluctantly took out the trash.

"Can I come in?"

As Wanli Fuguang's gentle voice faded, Huang Qiaqia pulled her blanket tighter around herself.

"You fell asleep so quickly?"

Wanli Fuguang remained silent in response.

"Humans can fall asleep so quickly? I'd like to see what kind of miracle happens."

Wanli Fuguang gently pushed open the door and entered the bedroom. Huang Qiaqia gently bit her lip and wiped away her tears.

"Wu Haofeng is asleep in my bed, and I have nowhere to sleep. Can I sleep in your bed for a while?"

Huang Qiaqia shook her head slightly.

"Can I sleep on the floor of this room?"

Huang Qiaqia sniffed and let out a soft whimper.

"No."

"Can I sit by the bed for a while? I've been standing for so long today."

Huang Qiaqia wiped away her tears again, sat up against the headboard, stared at Wanli Fuguang's earnest face, and felt a pang of heartache in her eyes.

“You can sit at the foot of the bed.”

Wanli Fuguang smiled faintly, slowly walked to Huang Qiaqia's side, took her hand, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Huang Qiaqia withdrew her hand and pointed to the bed.

Wanli Fuguang once again took Huang Qiaqia's chubby little hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said easily.

"Do you want to know why Xing Songfeng and I are cousins, and we should both have the surname Wanli? Why does he have the surname Xing?"

Huang Qiaqia shook her head, tears streaming down her face, but her eyes held a hint of curiosity.

“My cousin has a great-uncle surnamed Xing who really likes Xing Songfeng. He’s also a very domineering man. When Xing Songfeng was very young, his great-uncle adopted him and raised him for many years, which gradually fostered his unruly and arrogant habits. Later, when my dad brought Xing Songfeng home, everyone spoiled him. However, he was also the one my dad beat the most, breaking several rulers every year.”

Huang Qiaqia's tears stopped without her realizing it, and she spoke in a low, mosquito-like voice.

“Xing Songfeng thinks I am not good enough for you, so in his eyes, nothing I do is right.”

"You care so much about his opinion, do you actually like him?"