After a simple dinner, Xingye returned to the room to look for clothes and took a shower, and then returned to the study to read the book.

When Zhan Beicheng appeared with a bowl of black medicine, Xingye was playing with the monsters, of course, using Zhan Beicheng's account, because she couldn't take the opportunity to take advantage of that account. The focused and elite eyes kept staring at the computer screen, and the keyboard under her fingertips kept 'crackling', and the exciting music sounded one after another. She didn't notice Zhan Beicheng coming in. Until a strong smell of medicine flowed under her nose, she subconsciously frowned, suddenly turned her face, raised her head gently, and looked towards the door.

Gently put the medicine on the corner of the table, Zhan Beicheng turned around quickly, walked to the sofa, and poured a glass of warm water.

"Drink the medicine." The low voice was filled with sensual softness, but the lower eyes were filled with a hint of complexity.

Xingye frowned, and a simple and elegant little face quickly collapsed. He looked at the bowl of black things in pain, his face slightly pale. She lowered her head lightly, her voice was still light, but it had some resistance. "I'm already cured, I don't want to look at these things every day. This medicine is really hard to drink, I..."

Seeing Zhan Beicheng's pale face, he was actually a little distressed, but he could only hold a stern face and hand the medicine to Xingye without saying a word. The meaning was very obvious. This matter was unconventional!

"As you please, after drinking these few doses, you won't drink them." A low voice came, with unknown silence.

Xingye could naturally hear the abnormal voice of Zhan Beicheng. He raised his eyes in surprise and suddenly noticed his handsome face with a hint of sorrow. Finally, he quietly lowered his head, slowly picked up the bowl of medicine, and sent it to his cold lips with difficulty.

However, after taking a sip, a rich and unpleasant smell of herbs came to his nose, which made Xingye unable to resist. A nausea spread in his chest, and he hurriedly turned his face to the side.

‘Vomit!’ A water sword sprayed on the ground.

‘Haha!’ Even the little dinner I had just eaten was vomited out.

"Xing'er!" Zhan Beicheng was very anxious. He grabbed Xingye's medicine bowl that was still full of, and waved the other hand. The carefully boiled medicine was scrapped on the ground. He pulled Xingye from the chair with the other hand. With one hand, he picked her up easily and walked to the sofa. He asked her to sit on the sofa, quickly pulled the paper and wiped her mouth, and then poured a cup of tea easily.

"Drink the tea and wash it." Junmei also frowned deeply. The tough Jun's face clearly felt a sense of guilt and self-blame. His eyes, which were as dark as the night sky on the cold rainy night, were filled with care.

Xingye felt a little aggrieved, and a sourness passed through his heart. He pushed Zhanbeicheng away with one hand. While snatching a tissue and wiping his mouth, he simply turned his face to the side. He felt so aggrieved in his heart. To be honest, she really hated this feeling, because she always felt very fragile in this way.

The warm big hand slowly stretched over and gently wrapped around Xingye's shoulders. His tall body came over. Xingye only felt his waist tightening, and in an instant, he was tightly locked on his legs by Zhanbeicheng.

"I won't let you drink again in the future. If you don't like it, you won't drink it." A deep tone was filled with a hint of careful softness. He took a deep breath and smiled brightly.

As he said that, he reached out to take the tea from the coffee table and approached Xingye's lips, "Drink a few sips of tea and put it on."

Xingye then relaxed his face slightly, and naturally noticed the guilt on his face. He also calmed down most of his anger. He obediently lowered his head and drank the tea.

"I'm really fine, and I don't feel uncomfortable at all." So she still explained again.

Meeting those clear and beautiful autumn eyes, Zhan Beicheng's cold eyes quickly became gentle. He nodded quietly, and sentimental words came, "Well, since it's fine, I'll approve you not to drink."

"Don't worry." The slightly cool plain hand quietly covered the big hand around her waist.

"Yeah." Zhan Beicheng replied softly, "Sit down, I'll clean up, I'll spit it out, I'll give you some midnight snacks."

Xingye touched Kong Kong's stomach and felt a little hungry, so he nodded, "Okay, I want to eat fried rice with eggs."

Zhan Beicheng smiled, raised his big claws, and touched Xingye's little head with a doting heart, "I'll do it for you."

Xingye quickly slid down from his legs consciously, blinking a clear look like autumn water, watching the tall figure slowly disappearing from the door of the study, but a faint strangeness flashed through her heart, very small, so small that she didn't have time to pay attention.

So Zhan Beicheng was busy for a long time, and finally cleaned up the study and solved the problem of food and clothing for Xingye. After finishing his work, the night was already deep...

The next day, Zhan Beicheng still got up very early. He had a regular morning jogging every week. He originally wanted to hold Xingye together, but considering that her knees might not have been completely healed, he simply let her continue to sleep, and he went out in the cold wind.

The sky gradually became brighter, as usual, when I woke up, Zhan Beicheng was no longer there. Of course, there was still a faint warmth left in the seat beside me, and the wild and fresh atmosphere was still there. Since it was a weekend, I thought I would probably go out for exercise. I raised my hand and rubbed the eyes that were still filled with some misty eyes. Xingye took a breath and got out of bed slowly.

Xingye had just finished washing and sorting it out, Zhan Beicheng came back. He was wearing a camouflage uniform and was sweating profusely. The clothes behind him were soaked. As soon as he came back, he went straight into the bathroom. There was a person following him, his personal officer, Comrade Xiao Meng.

"Sister-in-law Xingye! Good morning!" Comrade Xiao Meng was wearing a straight suit today. I didn't expect that this young man could wear the suit like this and even look good. Sure enough, people still have to rely on clothes!

Xingye smiled faintly, "This dress is quite suitable for you, just for breakfast, let's go together."

He gently placed the bowls and chopsticks in his hand on the table, turned around quickly, returned to the kitchen and added another pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"I've had breakfast in the cafeteria, Sister-in-law Xingye!" Xiao Meng said with a smile.

"Since you're here, it's okay to use a little more, otherwise, I'll ask him to treat you to?" Xingye spoke indifferently, but virtuously served the porridge in the bowl.

"Sister-in-law Xingye, I won't take you to bully me with the Chief of Staff like this." Comrade Xiao Meng was a little depressed.

The curve of the corner of his mouth rose slightly, Xingye pursed his lips and chuckled, "Okay, just treat it as a taste of his skills."

The breakfast was very simple, a bowl of white porridge and a few plates of light side dishes. Zhan Beicheng and her taste were so light.

"Eat it, don't wait for him." Xingye gently moved one of the bowls of porridge to Xiao Meng and handed over the chopsticks in his hand.

Comrade Xiao Meng didn't want to refuse anymore, so he reached out to take it.

"Maybe it's a little lighter, not as rich as your Northeast." Xingye looked at Xiao Meng, who seemed to be a little ignorant of the taste, and Xu Ran explained.

"Well, I miss the scallions dipped in sauce." Xiao Meng laughed, and his face was brilliant.

...

It seems that the sky in winter is always like this. Most of the time, it is always so hazy and gloomy. The clouds are always thick and the sun is difficult to pass through. It covers the world and is just a vague layer of vastness.

Since the plagiarism incident the day before yesterday, Wen Qinya has become a rat crossing the street, and everyone is beating him. Liu Sisi's trial result has come out and has been sentenced to fifteen years. Wen Qinya is powerless at all. Looking at Wen Weida's cold face, there is no life in her empty eyes, just like a puppet.

Is the man in front of me really his father? Why is he so indifferent?

Wen Qinya lowered her head heartbrokenly, and two lines of clear tears quietly dripped down.

"Dad, how can you be so indifferent? Mom is already nothing, nothing! Why don't you forgive her? She refuses to even see her?" The pleading tone was filled with deep sadness, "Are you satisfied? You sent your wife to prison with your own hands! You are so cruel! A couple has a hundred days of gratitude, she just wants to meet you now, Dad! I beg you, go see your mom!"

Wen Weida stood coldly on the stairs with his hands facing Wen Qinya.

"There is nothing to say between us." The cold tone was very decisive.

"What about me? Do you have nothing to tell me? I was designed by Zhang Qingwen, and all my efforts were wasted. They even banned me with great fanfare. Wouldn't you understand me and care about me? Do you think I don't know that you secretly met Feng Xingye? Do you really want to give her two-thirds of the equity?" The unwilling eyes were filled with a bit of anger, and she stared at Wen Weida's slightly desolate figure with tears in her eyes.

"This is not what you should care about. You just need to do your own duties well. Go back and spend more time with your grandfather. Since you can't continue in the fashion industry, don't do it. Stay with your grandfather at home. If you do it well, I will not treat you badly." Wen Weida said in a deep voice.

"Haha! I won't treat me badly! Dad, I am your daughter! What is her Feng Xingye? She is nothing! Why do you come and compete with me for Wen's family? She is just the evidence left by your former lover Feng Lianna betrayed you! You actually helped her like this, are you crazy?"

"Stop it! Whoever is allowed to insult her like this! Whoever is allowed to!" Wen Weida quickly turned around, his eyes full of coldness.

Wen Qinya didn't have any concerns and laughed wildly, "Do you still want to protect her? If it weren't for her, would our family be like this now? You still deceived yourself and thought that Feng Xingye was your daughter, you were simply crazy! Feng Xingye was the evidence that she betrayed you!"

‘Dingdeng!’ A messy and hurried footsteps came.

"Bang!" A loud slap came.

"Ah!" A scream like a pig-killing scream came. At first glance, Wen Qinya was already covering her right face tightly, grinning in pain, and her beautiful face was filled with strong resentment.

"Do you still teach me when I do things? If it weren't for the bitch Liu Sisi, would I be separated from Feng Lianna? If she hadn't given the despicable medicine to Lianna, how could Linna almost be insulted by those hooligans? What do you know? Do you think Liu Sisi's heart is not cruel? Why should she treat Linna like this? I wish the court could sentence her to several more years and let her die in prison for the rest of her life before she could vent my hatred! Humph, as for you, you're just taking the consequences of yourself, who are you resenting?" The cold words instantly frozen all Wen Qinya's hopes like the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month.

Is this person really her father? Why is he so indifferent and indifferent? He even beat her!

She shook her head in disbelief, tears fell, and her fists were tightly pinching her sharp fingertips, and a bright red color had already emerged from her palms.

"Are you really my dad... Is this cruel heart! How can you say such words? How can you?"

"Is that right? You'd better ask Liu Sisi personally and understand more. Stay at home with peace of mind. Leave this house for you. I'll move out soon. Don't bother me about Liu Sisi anymore. I don't want to hear anything about this woman now."

Having said this, Wen Weida smiled relievedly, turned around coldly, and walked upstairs with big strides.

"Ah!" A shrill and painful voice sounded.

‘Bang!’

‘Bang!’

There was a burst of "crackling" throws, and the sound of punches and kicks sounded.

"Miss, are you okay?"

‘Bang!’

"Get out of here! Get out of here!"

So, the living room suddenly felt like a tornado passing through, with ceramic fragments spreading all over the ground...

However, compared to the gloomy city of Z, there is a good weather here in Tokyo. On a gorgeous afternoon, the sun shines with a faint golden light, pushes away the clouds, quietly spreading this rare and comfortable warmth to the vast sky. The vast world presents a creeping softness and warmth.

In a traditional, simple but noble house in Tokyo, Japan.

‘Cough cough! Cough cough!’ A violent cough kept coming, with a hint of painful gasps.

"Brother, take the medicine first. These things can be handled another day. If you force yourself to do so, your body will not be able to bear it. Your ears have just finished the surgery, so you have to be careful and have a good rest." The soft voice was filled with a strong heartache, of course, Endo Lingzi, who has always cared about her brother.

"It's okay, I can hold on." Endo Lingchuan showed a smile on his pale face. He looked at Endo Lingzi indifferently, then continued to lower his head, and continued to browse the information he had just collected.

"I'm not at this moment. Just now, Zhong Wenbo has called and said that the gift has been delivered. Didn't Xing'er call too? No one of you father and daughter can do without anyone else!"

"Ahem, well, when the matter here is completed, I just want to go back and live a good life with Xing'er. I will leave the matter here to you." Endo Ironkawa said in a low voice and sighed, "Thank you for your hard work, by the way, how is your mother? Have you taken medicine? It seems that she has improved a lot recently. If she has time, she has to accompany her out for more time."

Endo Lingzi nodded, "Well, maybe it's because we're by her side, so she's in a much better mood. If Xing'er and Beicheng can come here, it might be better. Unfortunately, Xingye, the identity of Beicheng, is definitely not included in the family tree."

"I can't let her come over, cough cough! cough cough! she can't come over!" Endo Iechuan frowned and coughed.

Endo Lingzi panicked slightly, quickly walked over, patted Endo Lingchuan's back gently, and handed the medicine on his hand to Endo Lingchuan, "Don't talk about it for now, take the medicine and go and take a rest immediately, otherwise I will call Xing'er to see if she is not worried!"

Endo Lingzi naturally had a way to make Endo Lingchuan soften. His only concern now was Xingye.

Endo Lingchuan finally slowly put down the pen in his hand, sighed again, frowned, took the medicine from Endo Lingzi's hand, and took it slowly.

Endo Ryoko quickly handed the water in her hand over...

"Just catch a small cold, there is no need to be nervous." Endo Lingchuan took a few sips of water before suppressing the coughing sound. Looking at Endo Lingzi's cold face that was somewhat similar to Xingye, he suddenly remembered what Xingye said to him last year.

"Lingzi, you are not young anymore. Do you really plan to live like this for the rest of your life?" Endo Lingchuan spoke very seriously, with the concern of his brother.

Endo Lingzi smiled sadly, and a bitterness reflected in her black pupils. Of course, only in front of her brother, Endo Lingzi, would Endo Lingzi occasionally show such a fragile side, and a sound without any turbulence came, "Otherwise, I think how can I live?"

"Jie is sorry for you, but this does not mean that there are no good men in the world. You can try to open your heart again and find your own happiness. My mother often tells us that happiness is controlled by one's own hands, and happiness is ahead, as long as you take a step forward." Endo Ericawa smiled indifferently, fading away the indifference he had at the beginning, but there was a bit of elegance.
To be continued...