At the welcoming banquet specially prepared for Endo Erectrhekawa, everyone had a great time eating and drinking. Although Endo Erectrhekawa, who was a little cold-hearted, was still a little uncomfortable speaking, but he still occasionally looked at the happy people chatting with a smile on his lips.

After a sumptuous and happy reception banquet, everyone chatted for a while, and then the old leader Zhan and his friends left Fengzhai with unsatisfactory intentions. Xingye also looked at Endo Lingchuan and Fengqi for a long time, and then was urged by Fengqi to go back, then slowly turned around, lowered his head silently, and followed Zhan Beicheng like a little wife, slowly walking behind Zhan Beicheng.

The car was driving smoothly on the highway. Xingye's face was very calm. There was a crystal stream of light in the autumn pupils. He lowered his head slightly, and looked at his two hands resting on his knees, as if he was thinking about something.

The car shook gently and looked out from the car window. Street lights had already lit up. The dark and mottled shadows were reflected on the clean ground. Naturally, the shadows of those trees were the shadows of the trees. A few fallen leaves were constantly shaking on the ground. They could not resist the invasion of the cool breeze at the autumn night. There were many pedestrians coming and going on the dim streets, and the rich nightlife began.

A faint warm and sweetness floated gently in the air, and Xingye was leaning gently against Zhan Beicheng's shoulder, with a quiet and elegant face.

"Beicheng?" The faint tone was mixed with a hint of gentleness, as light as a scent of orchids.

"Yes." Zhan Beicheng responded in a low voice.

"I want to go back to the riverside cabin. Let's stay there for one night. Tomorrow is my mother's death day. I want to go back to get something. We haven't been back there for a long time and miss it a little." Xingye said in a low voice, his voice very clear.

"There is nothing there, what's good to look at?" he asked in a deep voice.

"I just want to go back and have a look." Xingye replied faintly, and Xiyi's eyes looked at Zhanbeicheng for a moment.

The rough fingertips brushed over the soft and beautiful long hair, and the fragrance remained on the fingertips, clamping the warm temperature.

"good."

It took him a long time to reply.

"Pull over." He spoke decisively.

"Young Master?"

"hurry up."

The car quickly pulled over and stopped.

"We will go back to the riverside cabin tonight. You tell grandpa and the others, "I will drive the car by myself, and you and everyone behind you will go back."

As he said that Zhan Beicheng had already got out of the car, he opened the door of the passenger seat for Xingye, asked her to get in, and thoughtfully pulled the seat belt for her, then went around and took over the driver's job.

The car speed was not fast, the windows were shaken down all the time, and the cool breeze was constantly, but it seemed a little comfortable.

"Are you going back to report tomorrow?" A soft voice came, and Xingye gently pulled the thin bangs that fell on his forehead.

He kept staring at the front of him, and when he heard the sound coming from the side, he quietly turned his head and glanced at Xingye, "Well, go back tomorrow night."

"But, I want to stay in Fengzhai for a few days, so I won't go back with you tomorrow." Xingye whispered, with some uneasiness in his anticipation eyes.

Actually, Xingye just wanted to find some time to stay with Endo Lingchuan and Fengqi. After so many years, while growing up, her heart gradually matured. She thought that what she wanted most was just like now. When a happy life of the family, there was no longer any longing that made people feel too painful.

"Okay." Zhan Beicheng replied in a low voice. Of course he understood the little thoughts in her heart. It was a father and daughter who had been reunited after a long time. It was necessary to find time to have a good chat. If this would make her feel better, he would be willing to satisfy her.

"When did you become so easy to talk?" Xingye was a little surprised at Zhan Beicheng's decisive and generous agreement. She originally thought that he might object.

Zhan Beicheng frowned slightly, his handsome face turned and he glanced at Xingye quietly, "I used to make things difficult for you?"

Hearing this, Xingye lowered his head leisurely, thought hard, then shook his head, and replied softly, "It seems that there is no."

"But from your tone, you are clearly blaming me." A low voice came, but there was a hint of undetectable tenderness on your face, and his tone was a bit serious.

"I can't stand someone pretending to be deep." Xingye chuckled, and swept Zhan Beicheng with a slight contemptuous look. The curve of the lips raised was very soft.

"Who pretends to be deep?" Zhan Beicheng turned his head in surprise, looked at Xingye deeply, and asked in a deep voice.

"Who else can you be except you? You are calm all day long, serious, and like a little old man. You don't see you humorously on weekdays. You look more like a little old man than your grandfather." Xingye spoke quietly while looking at Zhan Beicheng's handsome face, which was dyed with a soft and gentle face.

When he heard Xingye's words, Zhan Beicheng frowned deeply. This girl, don't you think he is old? The corner of her eyes glanced at the woman who lowered her head and smiled very hard, and said something that made Xingye laugh even harder...

"Don't you women all like a man who is as mature, steady and highly responsible as me?"

The tone of surprise was very serious, with a confusing light flashing in the deep eyes, a trace of confusion settled on her tough face, and she felt very good about herself, without any blushing, her heartbeat was accelerating.

"You... are so...soft-skinned." Xingye couldn't help but chuckled, glanced at him with a little heat, and his little face turned, and his faint gaze fell on the car window, and he retorted.

"If you are not shameless, can you become my wife?" Zhan Beicheng asked calmly, his deep eyes locked in front of him, while a big hand hugged Xingye's shoulder, let her lean against his shoulder gently, and then continued, "Now that my father has found it, you can rest assured. If I have time, I will spend more time with them. I may not have much time with you. Xiaojizhu must understand, huh?"

Qinghe's tone was accompanied by a hint of helplessness. When Xingye heard it, she felt a little sad. After a few minutes of silence, she nodded understandingly and whispered in his ear, "I know, but grandparents, grandpa, grandpa, mom and dad, father, are all old, we always have to spend more time with them."

As soon as Xingye said this, Zhan Beicheng nodded in agreement and praised him generously, "Xiao Xianzhuo is really sensible, I am very pleased."

"I'm telling you seriously."

"Hasn't you been serious?" Zhan Beicheng raised his eyebrows and a low and serious voice came.

"Why are you so scoundrel?" Xingye glared at him with some dissatisfaction, and she seemed to be at a loss! She raised her bare hands and patted him depressedly.

"Driving, don't make a fuss..."

"I don't want to talk to you."

"Well, I don't want to say it, then don't say it, I'll sleep for a while, I'll call you."

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After that, Xingye really didn't say anything again. The autumn eyes were shallow, as if fireflies were constantly flashing from the sky steps, and the stars were dotted, blooming with beautiful light.

Even though the night is gorgeous and charming, there is still a deep and cold atmosphere covering the Suzan House under the night.

Su Muzhe's spacious and luxurious and comfortable study room.

Su Muzhe was sitting indifferently at the desk, holding the diamond necklace that he had taken back from Wen Qinya this afternoon. The cold and deep eyes showed a dead indifference, with no warmth at all, staring at the things in the palm of his hand.

A knock on the door came from a 'dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong'.

Su Muzhe just looked up coldly and glanced at the closed door, without opening his mouth for a moment.

The sound of "dongdongdongdongdongdongdong" knocked on the door. Soon, no one was waiting for the response from inside, and the door opened.

It was Su Muxue. At this time, she was wearing a silk-white nightgown and wearing a head of hair. She walked towards Su Muzhe cautiously. After carefully observing Su Muzhe for a long time, she spoke up, "Brother, are you looking for me?"

Su Muzhe, who was thinking, slowly raised his eyes, glanced at Su Muxue coldly, then stared at her eyes tightly, and handed the things in her hands to her.

"Are you familiar with this necklace?" A cold voice rang.

Su Muxue looked closely and quickly smiled, "Of course, I asked Sister Ya the day before yesterday..."

Before he could finish a sentence, a pale ray of Su Muxue's beautiful face suddenly floated, and a flash of light filled his beautiful eyes, "Brother, where did you get this necklace? Didn't you give it to that Xingye? She sent it back to you again?"

As soon as Su Muxue's words fell, Su Muzhe narrowed his eyes coldly, glanced at her sharply, and saw all her reactions. Her cold voice was stained with a frosty coldness, "Xiaoxue, I don't remember when you learned to lie to me. How did you explain to me at the beginning! Ache, ache!"

The cold and fierce breath came, which scared Su Muxue slightly. He looked at Su Muzhe uneasy and replied in a low voice, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Have you eaten a bomb? Are you unhappy if Sister Ya doesn't accompany you today? Haha."

"Tell me!" The cold tone was not warm.

"Brother, you..." Seeing Su Muzhe's cold and unrestrained face as cold as ice, Su Muxue realized now that Su Muzhe was angry.

"That's right, I just sent the things over according to your wishes. Sister Ya felt that she was wronged and even added five million..."

The uneasy expression gradually became stronger, and a trace of sweat broke out in Su Muxue's palm.

"You disappointed me so much. Cough cough, Xiaoxue, you and Xiaoya have deceived me." A hoarse and coughing sound rang out. Su Muzhe closed his eyes tiredly, slowly turned the chair, turned his back to Su Muxue, and spoke coldly, "Go out."

"Brother!" The uneasiness in my heart finally became clear. I anxiously crossed the table and grabbed Su Muzhe's arm tightly, "Listen to me, it's not that we don't give it to her, but this thing is the most important treasure left to you by grandma. It should belong to Sister Ya. Sister Ya is your fiancée. She is not qualified to get such valuable things."

"Go out!" A cold roar sounded.

"Brother! You won't be obsessed with that woman, right?" Su Muxue grabbed Su Muzhe nervously, "Don't forget that she has..."

"You want me to drag you out myself, right?"

"elder brother……"

Su Muxue looked at Su Muzhe in anger in panic, and her heart couldn't help but feel cold. She didn't dare to speak any longer. She retreated with a heart hanging down.

The study suddenly dropped to freezing point, and the air seemed to have frozen.

‘Cough cough, cough cough…’ The cough sounds kept ringing in this quiet night, a little lonely and a little desolate.

It seemed as if after several centuries, the cold body finally stood up slowly, pulled the coat on the table, put it on her body, and quietly left the study with heavy steps. After a while, the sound of the car horn came from the door...

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Finally, I came back alive, and I will make up for yesterday's chapter tomorrow. Sorry, I want to make Xingye and Beicheng show their love, envy someone to death, calm down, where is the applause? Raise your hand in agreement!

I recommend a wonderful fantasy article from my wife, "The Evil Pet Against the Heavens", which is very powerful...
Chapter completed!