"How could I blame you?" Zhong Yinghong couldn't contain her emotions and choked up, "I just felt that I didn't do well enough. You were so young back then..."

The mother and son exchanged a few words, and then Xu Guanshan's voice came from the phone: "Do you really want to do this?"

Zhong Yinghong covered her phone and hurriedly said to Xu Yanfeng, "I have something to do here. Let's talk later."

Then the call was hung up.

Xu Yanfeng looked at the phone screen and frowned. He was worried that Zhong Yinghong would not be able to handle Xu Guanshan and would be at a disadvantage and suffer in vain. He told the driver, "I'm not going to the company anymore. I'm going home."

When he got home, the servants were standing in the corridor with anxious faces. When they saw Xu Yanfeng striding towards him, they were like they had met their savior.

Xu Yanfeng pushed open the door and just in time heard Zhong Yinghong crying, "Old Xu, I don't want this to end up in a situation where we both look disgusting. Let's get this done while we can still maintain some dignity. Just consider it as a plea from me."

*

Xia Xi got off work at around five o'clock and walked out of the office building. Xu Yanfeng's car was parked on the side of the road.

After greeting her colleagues, Xia Xi trotted over. Xu Yanfeng had already opened the car door for her. She leaned in, dropped her bag, and leaned against Xu Yanfeng, ignoring the driver.

Xu Yanfeng massaged her shoulders: "Tired?"

"A little bit. I was in a meeting for most of the day and coordinated a new project." This kind of work intensity is much easier than when she was abroad. It may be because Xu Yanfeng is by her side, which amplifies some of her emotions and makes her want to rely on him anytime and anywhere.

This is not a good thing, but she enjoys it.

Arriving at the underground parking lot of the residential complex, Xia Xi suddenly felt a little worried. After thinking for a moment, she put her arm around Xu Yanfeng and said, "Wait for me in the car. I'm afraid Xuanxuan is in a bad mood and won't tell me the truth."

To Xia Xuan, Xu Yanfeng is an outsider after all.

Xu Yanfeng also thought of this and nodded: "Go ahead, I'll wait for you."

Xia Xi felt a little sorry for him waiting in the car, so she changed her suggestion: "Why don't you find a place to have a cup of coffee?" She whispered in his ear, "I'm not sure how long it will take."

"I'll wait for you no matter how long." Xu Yanfeng patted her head and raised his chin slightly, "Go quickly."

Xia Xi took his hand, lifted it up, kissed his fingers quickly, and ran off without even taking her bag. Fortunately, she should have brought her cell phone with her, otherwise he would have had to give it to her.

Xu Yanfeng shook his head and smiled, staring at his fingers. There were some lipstick marks on his white fingertips, and the smile on his lips deepened a little.

He sat quietly for a while, then called Aunt Zhang at home and told her that they would be back late and that if Ziheng was hungry, she could cook for him first.