“You’re right, I need to go and see for myself. I never paid attention to this before, but now that the servant has brought it up, I feel uneasy. Boys and girls should be separated after the age of seven. Xingxing and Lin’er are not young anymore, so we can’t be as carefree as before.” Old Zhou muttered as he walked out.

"What's there to guard against? We didn't guard against it before, what can we guard against now?" Zhao Guihua felt that he was just making a fuss over nothing.

Zhou Laoda felt a heart attack, but after a pause, he still felt he couldn't let it go. "No matter what, we have to give Lin Ge a taste of his own medicine. We can't let him think that he got it too easily."

"I can't be bothered with you." Zhao Guihua ignored him and let him be, fearing that he might anger Xingxing and make a fool of himself.

Xingxing and Linge have been through so much in the past few years. Their relationship is something that ordinary people can't compare to, and it's not something that anyone can interfere with. Besides, both of them are sensible and would never do anything like that before getting married. She firmly believes that.

However, at this moment...

"Hold me tighter," Xingxing said to Zhulin, pouting.

The boy's dark eyes flashed, and the next moment he grabbed the other person's slender waist, his voice involuntarily becoming a few decibels lower and husky, "And then?"

"Don't speak, just feel it quietly." Xingxing first felt it herself, but there was no reaction, no blushing, and her heartbeat was normal. Undeterred, she put her ear to someone's chest to listen, but she didn't hear the 'thump thump thump' of a racing heartbeat.

"How could this be? Why aren't you blushing or feeling nervous? Don't you like me?" Xingxing questioned.

Zhu Lin's expression changed, and she said in a deep voice, "Nonsense! If I don't like you, then what do you think it would take to show that I like you?"

“You have to be shy. When you see me, you won’t dare to look me in the eye. Your face will suddenly turn red, your heart will pound wildly, and you’ll feel both excited and worried, experiencing all sorts of conflicting emotions.” Xingxing solemnly gave the boy the examples that Ruru had given her.

"Who told you all this nonsense?" The boy just wanted to find the person who was stirring up trouble.

"Never mind who said it, we have to sort out our relationship today." Xingxing suddenly became stubborn.

Zhu Lin really had no way to deal with her, so she could only follow her line of thinking, "Then how do you think I can prove my feelings for you, or what method can you use to prove your feelings for me?"

This stumped Xingxing. What could she do? She could only do as Ruru suggested: hug her tightly, get close and look into each other's eyes, and so on. But as it turned out, these methods were completely unsuitable for her and Zhu Lin.

Although she was a bit slow on the uptake when it came to emotions, she wasn't stupid. She knew that the two of them had probably known each other since childhood and were too familiar with each other. Moreover, such close contact was like a daily routine, so how could it easily trigger different feelings?

Seeing her so anxious, Zhu Lin lowered his eyes, his voice low and mysteriously seductive, "I have a way, do you want to try?"

Xingxing nodded vigorously, her large, clear eyes widening even more as she looked expectantly at the boy before her. Her overly innocent gaze made the boy suddenly feel a little guilty, and his peach blossom eyes flickered slightly.

Outside the door, Boss Zhou paced back and forth, having been hesitating for quite some time. Unable to hear any movement from inside, he hesitated for a moment before gradually approaching and pressing his ear against the door to eavesdrop.

He only heard a few keywords, such as shy and blushing, and the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to knock on the door, the door was suddenly opened from the inside, and he saw his daughter's little face flushed pink, with a shy expression on her face.

Xingxing was stunned when she saw him, then covered her face and ran away.

Zhou Laoda: "?" No matter how you look at it, it seems like my daughter has been bullied.

Enraged, he stormed into the house, grabbed the boy's collar, and said fiercely, "You brat, what did you do to Xingxing? If you don't tell me honestly, I won't let you off the hook."

The young man remained calm, easily pried open his future father-in-law's hand, and explained good-naturedly, "You'll have to ask Xingxing about this. She's the one who caused it; it has nothing to do with me."

Zhou Laoda was taken aback. For some reason, looking at the boy's serious and handsome face, and then at his righteous eyes, he quickly came to believe that the one causing trouble was Xingxing, not him.

"Don't think you can shirk responsibility. I'm going to ask right now, and I'll settle the score with you later." Boss Zhou snorted coldly, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and strode away.

After Xingxing ran out of the house, she went straight to Ruru. At that time, Ruru was busy with Sanfu, not letting go of any opportunity to cultivate feelings with him.

"Ruru, come with me, I have something important to tell you." Xingxing stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and ran off.

"Hey, slow down, what's the rush?" Ru Ru felt utterly hopeless at that moment. Didn't she see that she and Sanfu were having a crucial conversation, about to pour their hearts out to each other, when she was suddenly interrupted?

If it were anyone else who dared to ruin her plans, she would definitely give them a good beating, but this was her dear future sister-in-law, so she couldn't hit her and could only go along with her.

"Bang." Xingxing led Chen Yueru to her room and closed the door, then said hurriedly, "I have just confirmed what you said. My relationship with Brother Lin is unbreakable."

Seeing how determined she was, Ruru became curious and asked, "Tell me how you did it?" Maybe she could learn it and use it next time.

Xingxing was about to blurt it out excitedly, but then, as if remembering something, she hesitated for a moment before saying reservedly, "He just... he quietly kissed my forehead."

"It can't be that simple. Your face is so red, can a kiss on the forehead really solve this?" Chen Yueru circled her halfway, her eyes sharpening as she pressed, "Tell me honestly, what else did you do?"

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