Quenching

“Huang Qiaqia, you are my everything now. If you smile, I can be happy all day. If you shed a tear, I want to grind the person who offended you to dust. If you ignore me, it feels like I’m being pierced by a thousand arrows.”

Huang Qiaqia, you've filled my heart so completely. From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever made me so deeply attached, so constantly thinking of you.

Huang Qiaqia looked astonished.

"I……"

Wanli Fuguang pressed Huang Qiaqia down on the bed, grabbed her wrist, and forcefully pressed his lips against hers, his possessiveness, like that of a wild beast, swept over her like a roar.

Wanli Fuguang's heart pounded like a violent drumbeat, wildly assaulting his desires. His boiling blood overwhelmed his remaining reason. At this moment, all he wanted was to completely consume the unique scent of daisies.

A storm of passionate kisses suddenly descended, startling Huang Qiaqia. Her rapid breathing abruptly stopped, and she forcefully pushed away the enormous thing in front of her.

After the boiling blood gradually calmed down, Wanli Fuguang gently kissed Huang Qiaqia's round cheeks for a long time, then slowly got up and took out a tissue to gently wipe away the bloodstains from the corner of Huang Qiaqia's lips.

Huang Qiaqia lightly punched Wanli Fuguang's chest, looking annoyed.

Wanli Fuguang's warm, large hand lingered on Huang Qiaqia's cheek.

"Don't let me into your room again, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."

"I didn't agree; you went in yourself."

Wanli Fuguang smiled calmly, gently kissed Huang Qiaqia's lips, and sighed.

"If I really wanted to get in, I could keep you bedridden for a week."

What does going into the room have to do with getting out of bed?

"You are still young and don't understand."

Huang Qiaqia pushed away Wanli Fuguang's hand and said seriously.

“I understand, my roommates told me a lot.”

Wanli Fuguang chuckled and tucked Huang Qiaqia's stray hairs behind her ear.

"Yes, you understand."

Wanli Fuguang thought to himself: You danced the cramp dance in front of me for three days, but it was less effective than playing with my Adam's apple.

Huang Qiaqia roused himself, saying that Wanli Fuguang's statement was a provocation.

"Huh? Are you laughing at me?"

Wanli Fuguang held Huang Qiaqia's hand and smiled warmly.

"Tell me what happened while I was away. Don't worry about Xing Songfeng, and don't worry about what Wu Haofeng told you."

Huang Qiaqia's eyes showed a hint of panic. She frowned and let out the heavy weight that had been pressing on her heart for the past few days.

After Huang Qiaqia fell asleep, Wanli Fuguang got up, gently kissed her forehead, covered her with the blanket, quietly turned off the light, and left her room.

Walking into the living room, he glanced at Xing Songfeng playing games, ripped off his headphones, and his eyes turned cold.

"Cousin...cousin...brother, wh...what's wrong?"

Wanli Fuguang grabbed Xing Songfeng, threw him into the Maybach, and gave the driver a stern order.

"Let's go to the wilderness."

In the eerie and terrifying woods, in the deathly silent night, Wanli Fuguang kicked Xingsongfeng off the car.

Why did you break into the rooftop?

"I'm going to save someone? I'm afraid Zhao Chuantao will get into trouble with Huang Qiaqia."

"Did Zhao Chuantao deal with Huang Qiaqia?"

"No?"

"No, why are you carrying a gun?"

"I……"

"You interrupted Zhao Chuantao and Huang Qiaqia's conversation for no reason, and even killed Zhao Chuantao's bodyguard. What are you trying to do?"

"I...I'm afraid Huang Qiaqia will be frightened by him? Huang Qiaqia will be frightened because of the gun?"

"I'm asking you. You're swaggering around with a gun, while Zhao Chuantao is sitting there unarmed. Who's the strong one, and who's the weak one? Who's the one with the hideous face, and who's the pitiful one!"

"Zhao Chuantao wanted to sleep with Huang Qiaqia, but he didn't have time."

"What evidence do you have, and how do you prove it?"

"What's obvious doesn't need proof, it doesn't need..."

“You and I both know what Zhao Chuantao is planning, but Huang Qiaqia doesn’t. So, next time you see Huang Qiaqia, you better put your gun away.”

"Cousin, let me explain. I was trying to scare her into not mentioning Kong Yanfei's kidnapping. But she punched me in the stomach, and I felt a gun... "

"Do you know why, when you wouldn't let Huang Qiaqia out just now, Huang Qiaqia didn't argue with you as usual, but instead stood at the door and wailed?"

"She...she wanted to wake Wu Haofeng with her cries. No...no...is she...is she stupid? Is she afraid I'll kill her? How could I? Even if I'm against you two, even if you like her, I can't kill her!"

"Are you stupid? Wu Haofeng killed people with the knob on his watch, but you killed people with a gun."

"Who am I? Why should I hide the gun on my person?"

"Huang Qiaqia would never know that Zhao Chuantao is dead, much less that he was killed by poison hidden in the knob of Wu Haofeng's watch. All she knows is that you were carrying a gun and swaggering around in the city."

"I……"

"Go clean up the toilet for me."

******

After class, Huang Qiaqia was about to run towards Wanli Fuguang's broad and warm embrace when a voice called out to her.

"Teaching assistant, I have something to attend to. I'll be leaving now."

Huang Qiaqia nodded politely as an apology.

"Huang Qiaqia, would you like to know about Wanli Fuguang's childhood?"

Huang Qiaqia, who was about to take a step, stopped, her body stiffened, and she asked another question out of curiosity.

"Does the teaching assistant know Wanli Fuguang?"

The teaching assistant walked unhurriedly to Wanli Fuguang, bowed slightly, and greeted him politely.

"You don't mind if I chat with Huang Qiaqia, do you?"

"Hehe, Huang Qiaqia, I'm waiting for you at home."

Wanli Fuguang gave Huang Qiaqia an affirming look and took a step forward.

Wu Haofeng asked with a puzzled look.

"Young Master, who is this teaching assistant? How does he know about your childhood?"

"Of course he knows me. You can get rid of the bodyguards protecting Huang Qiaqia!"

"friend?"

Wu Haofeng frowned, staring at Wanli Fuguang's calm eyes, and secretly rejected the answer. But why did the enemy withdraw their bodyguards? Weren't they afraid of Huang Qiaqia's danger?

The spring breeze stretched lazily, the green swayed gently, and the yellow nodded in agreement.

"The world is so big, with four continents: east, west, south, and north. Does that mean that only the Wanli and Weisheng families have absolute say?"

"Yes. The vast majority of the world's resources are controlled by the Wanli and Weisheng families, the two major families."

"And what about the rest? Who controls them?"

"They are in the hands of some people who own a small amount of means of production; we call them the newcomers."

"These upstarts are the wealthy people we all know, right? You mean that all the upstarts combined don't even have as much means of production as the two major families?"

"Correct."

"why?"

"Hundreds of years of accumulated experience and top-tier supply over a long period. These are things that newcomers can never catch up to, even in several lifetimes."

What is the relationship between the rookies and the two major families?

"Once the new talents have accumulated enough strength, the two major families will invite them to participate in some family activities."

"Is Wu Haofeng's father considered a rising star?"