In fact, even if she could not have such a smile, looking at their innocent little faces filled with laughter, she was as if she had seen herself as a little girl among them. Xingye felt relieved to think that she had also had such a wonderful time.

So, Xingye was thinking at this moment that she shouldn't care too much, everyone's fate will be different, and if you lose one thing, you can always have another thing.

The warmth on her shoulders came, she turned her face, gently raised her head, quietly looked up at the tough and handsome face under the military cap, and smiled slightly, smiling silly, like a silly fanatic, this was what Zhan Beicheng told her later.

There was a faint fragrance floating everywhere in the air. Xingye didn't know it now. Sometimes, when recalling this memory, I always feel that the wind was soft and the sun was warm.

Zhan Beicheng used the light from the corner of his eyes to secretly sweep his clear eyes and look at Xingye who was dazed. Suddenly, for a moment, he felt that even the air he was breathing was sweet.

Next, Xingye introduced Dean Sun to Zhan Beicheng. The old man still smiled kindly, and held Xingye and Zhan Beicheng's hands tightly with excitement. Bathed under her blessings, Xingye nodded happily and agreed that Dean Sun would definitely live a good life.

Later, Dean Sun was called away by a phone call because he planned to re-expand the orphanage. Xingye took Zhanbeicheng for a walk, and then walked out of the orphanage without any loss.

"Do you know what the orphanage is named after the expansion?" Xingye stood in front of the vermilion gate, looking up at the empty door sign, and his slender figure looked very thin.

"Tell me," Zhan Beicheng, who was standing behind her, spoke in a low voice.

He took a breath lightly, and his clear eyes reflected two slightly cool rays of light. She smiled faintly, and her rose-like red lips opened, "I call him Zheya Orphanage."

Zhan Beicheng frowned, and a trace of depth settled in his black eyes. After thinking for a while, he whispered, "That five million have been invested here?"

Xingye nodded happily and replied calmly, "The orphanage just needs money. I'll take it. Over the years, the orphanage has become more and more difficult. The old dean cannot bear it alone. So much of the money in the cafe is used here. The children still have to study. They are all orphans who have not gone to school just now."

"Well, if it were me, I'll take it too!" Zhan Beicheng replied decisively, "Why don't you register as a public office? It's easier to raise funds, and life will definitely not be so difficult."

"The old dean doesn't want to sell this piece of land. There are memories of her and her husband here. After so many things, she has been guarding here and never goes anywhere. She just waits here." Xingye spoke with a hint of emotion, and finally looked at the orphanage, and said lightly, "Five million is the last thing I have done for him. Doing a good thing for him and Wen Qinya should also be considered a blessing to them. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Zhan Beicheng felt a little restless. He didn't know how to answer her, so he had to stare at the bright and innocent face in silence.

"Su Muzhe and I are just past and have no future. I am now, but I still know this person, that's all, Beicheng."

Xingye raised his deep eyes and looked at Zhanbeicheng firmly, holding his ten fingers slightly, as if he had made a decision.

"I know." Zhan Beicheng, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke in a low voice, "Let's go, grandpa will have to wait for a long time."

As he said that, he took her delicate and soft plain hand and walked towards the parking space...

The black Wrangler slowly drove into the elegant style house in a retro environment in a golden light.

The heavily guarded armed doorman immediately walked out as soon as he discovered the familiar car.

"Welcome the lady and the son-in-law back!" As he said that, he quickly pressed the door opening button. The electronic screen flashed and the door opened automatically.

Xingye just nodded to the guard and continued to drive inside.

The guard immediately happily picked up the walkie-talkie and notified Ms. Zhong Wenbo about her return with her son-in-law.

Sure enough, Xingye and Zhan Beicheng had just come out of the garage, and Zhong Wenbo was already standing outside the garage waiting.

"Miss, you guys are finally back. The master is waiting for you in the living room. I've been talking to Master Charlie for a long time."

Xingye suddenly felt a little helpless in his heart, and he looked at Zhong Wenbo apologetically, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Zhong, let's go there right now."

"Hello Uncle Zhong!" Zhan Beicheng also greeted him.

Zhong Wenbo nodded with a smile and said, "Go quickly!"

So, along the winding path, I turned through several long corridors and finally walked to the entrance of the hall. Before I could step in, a gloomy breath swept through it, and the sound of "crackling" ceramic shattering came.

Xingye's calm face immediately became a little gloomy, and her clear eyes were covered with a layer of helpless solemnity.

"Grandpa has a bad temper. You don't have to be used to it, just get used to it." She explained to Zhan Beicheng beside her indifferently.

"Let's go." Zhan Beicheng said simply, and walked into the hall with big strides, walked through the hall, and moved towards the living room.

‘Bang!’ Just walked to the door of the living room and the servant who came out in panic holding a plate of broken ceramic pieces accidentally bumped into Zhanbeicheng.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please forgive me!" The servant looked at Zhan Beicheng in panic and quickly lowered his head to apologize.

"Be careful and clean up." Xingye looked at the servant with a faint look and followed with his steps.

"Thank you Miss Sun! Thank you!" The servant looked at Xingye gratefully.

The spacious, bright and elegant living room was filled with the aroma of tea. In front of the wide three-dimensional TV, the wind was sitting upright. Sitting beside the wind was the handsome blue-eyed handsome guy, Charlie.

I saw Charlie brewing tea leisurely, with a faint smile on his fair and handsome face, and he looked at the wind sitting there with a deep sense of suffocation.

"Grandpa Feng drinks tea, we wait while drinking tea, the most impressive Anxi Tieguanyin." Charlie chuckled, then took a deep breath, and exclaimed, "It smells so good! I feel comfortable when I smell it. After drinking it, I will have endless aftertaste!"

As he said that, he picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Hmph, how many times have you been? I haven't even seen a figure!" Feng Qi groaned, and his slightly vicissitudes of eyes became a little dim.

"It's fifteen pm Beijing time now. You just asked me three minutes ago, Grandpa Feng." Charlie narrowed his blue eyes and looked at Feng Qi with a handsome face with a smile.

"Why do I feel like it's been so long in these three minutes?" Feng Qi's old face brushed a little embarrassedly, and then he acted to pick up the tea and took a sip.

"Grandpa..." A light and slightly soft breeze-like voice came from behind.

Feng Qi was slightly stunned, his sharp eyes slowly disappeared, and he changed into a doting teacup, turned his head and looked towards the door, but he had a tense face and shouted, "Why are you back now?"

“We went to the orphanage, so it was a little late to come back.”

"Don't my grandfather have the little kids in the orphanage?" Feng Qi's slightly sour tone came.

Xingye pursed his lips and chuckled, raised his head slightly, and his deep eyes met the bottomless black eyes of Zhanbei City. He shook his head helplessly, and then walked over.

Charlie, who had been observing Zhan Beicheng beside Xingye, finally smiled at Zhan Beicheng, "Hello, are you Zhan Beicheng? I'm Charlie."

The gentleman stood up and reached out to Zhanbeicheng.

Zhan Beicheng walked over decisively and trembledly, shook hands with Charlie, "Hello, Charlie."

"You can sit down in Beicheng too, Charlie poured tea!" Feng Qi pointed to the two seats beside him, signaling Xingye to sit down with Zhan Beicheng.

Of course, it is to satisfy his long-awaited heart. Who doesn’t want to have a lot of children and grandchildren in his later years? Xingye’s grandmother was in poor health. When she gave birth to Feng Lianna, she almost disappeared. After that, she was always a medicine jar. Therefore, the descendants of the Feng family were very thin. Feng Qi gave birth to Xingye’s mother, Feng Lianna, a daughter.

"Grandpa is so anxious to come back. Is there anything to tell us?" Xingye took the tea handed over by Charlie, nodded at him, his eyes faintly, and he looked at Fengqi and spoke.

"If I don't ask you to come back, you will never know that you have a grandfather!" Feng Qi glared at Xingye unhappily, "It was Charlie who said he had never seen Beicheng before. I want to know him, so everyone can take care of him in the future."

As soon as these words came, Charlie raised his head aggrievedly, "Grandpa Feng, how can you use me as a shield? It's obviously you want to see Xingye!"

"Ahem, Boy Charlie! I'm in vain for you!"

...

"Grandpa Feng, okay, while Xingye and the others are here, I just told you about the matter and don't have to bother you again." Charlie suddenly looked at Feng Qi seriously.

So, the living room suddenly became silent again. Feng Qi took a sip of tea, slowly put down the cup, and looked at Xingye with pity. The old voice was filled with a hint of fatigue, "Grandpa is old, Xing'er."

"Grandpa!" Xingye suddenly felt a sense of depression in his chest and looked at the wind with some anxiety.

"Grandpa's life experience is enough to write a thick book, with ups and downs, all the way, and storms, and your grandmother stumbled over like this. She had succeeded, failed, laughed at by others, and laughed at others. After your grandmother left, I often felt that I was old and tired, and you were often not by my side. Sometimes, my grandfather felt that I was getting worse and worse than I lived." Feng Qi said deeply, and when Xingye heard it, it seemed as if sharp needles were piercing into his ears.

"Grandpa, I will come back with Xing'er to see you often in the future." Zhan Beicheng's black eyes were filled with firmness and deep words.

"Just just have this kind of heart." Feng Qi sighed.

But Xingye flashed with his slightly cool starry eyes, "What do grandpa want to say?"

"Grandpa wants Xing'er to return to Feng'er and shoulder the mission of making Feng'er a higher level of glory." Feng Qi's eyes suddenly became sharp in an instant, as if they had been washed by the cold snow.

My heart sank, and the heavy pressure suddenly pressed towards her like tall mountains. Although I knew it would be a matter of time sooner or later, when I was really facing it, she would actually tremble a little, was it because of timidity and fear? Or was it because of heavy pressure?

The white and soft hands were already tightly held, and a hint of paleness was dyed on the elegant and simple face, and a slight panic emanated from the faint eyes.

Suddenly, a big hand reached over and covered Xingye's plain hands tightly. The calm and low voice was full of encouragement. He said, "Go, a life of struggle is the most beautiful life. Let go and do it. I am here. I believe you, you can."

"I know, I just felt a little sudden and I was not mentally prepared at all." Xingye tried to calm his tone and spoke calmly.

"Don't worry, Xing'er, grandpa has found you a good teacher! Grandpa hopes that you will start from the grassroots level first, so you can be a secretary for boy Charlie for a few months, and then slowly improve. The old stubborn people in the company are all scheming. Doing this will benefit you." Feng Qi said in a deep voice.

"Xingye, I will do my best to help you and give yourself some confidence. Wouldn't your cafe be run well?" Charlie smiled brightly, and the moving blue light reflected in his blue eyes.

Xingye slowly lowered his head, and a black vortex condensed in his deep eyes. His long eyelashes flashed a few times, took a light breath, closed his eyes and nodded.

She had always known it. Long ago, she promised that the wind would rise. After wandering for a few years, she would return to Feng with peace of mind. The deadline for her was almost up, and she should be content.

"I'll listen to you."

The old man Fengqi suddenly laughed relievedly, patted his thigh, and said happily, "That's good! Young Charlie, you can arrange the company immediately after you wait. Next week, Xing'er will be your chief secretary. You can stay here tonight. I will ask Abbot to prepare clothes immediately and let the kitchen prepare dishes! You chat!"

Feng Qi stood up happily and left the living room, like an old naughty boy who was about to reach the sugar. The gray silver thread on his head shivered, all of which showed his joy!

Zhan Beicheng, who was sitting next to Xingye, suddenly became silent. He didn't know what was hiding in his unfathomable black eyes. He raised his head slightly and glanced at the handsome and handsome Charlie, and his low voice passed through Xingye's ears, "You have known each other for a long time."

It's a positive sentence.

Xingye couldn't help but be surprised, unable to keep up with his thinking, and didn't know what to say.

"Xingye and I, in your Chinese words, should be considered childhood sweethearts, right, Sister Xingye?" A cunning naughty flashed in Charlie's blue eyes, "If you hadn't taken advantage of me and took the lead, Xingye should be my Charlie's wife now."

Zhan Beicheng suddenly frowned and looked at Xingye with a calm face in surprise. Unexpectedly, a gorgeous smile appeared on his handsome face, and a low and affirmative tone came.

"Don't be busy, she doesn't like you."

‘Puff!’ A water sword sprayed onto the coffee table...

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The second update is here, I'm so sorry~ There will be a good show tomorrow. Dear friends with heavy tastes, don't miss it, a cloud is smiling and drifting away...
Chapter completed!