Seeing Xu Ziyu's silence on her question, Ni Sitian sighed deeply, wondering what had happened to Xin Chun that led her to this point.

She thought Xin Chun could escape the fate of her biological parents, but in the end she followed the same old path. It was a pity that Su Yan had been so kind back then, and it was also a waste of Xin Zikai's years of treating her like his own daughter.

"Alright, go ahead and eat something. I won't disturb your rest any longer." Ni Sitian tucked the blanket around him, got up and left, then sighed softly with regret.

He walked back to the room and saw Xu Tingchuan smoking with a furrowed brow, so he went over and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't A-Yu tell you?" Xu Tingchuan stubbed out his cigarette in front of her. Seeing her puzzled look, he pulled her close and said in a low voice, "He needs to go to Germany again."

Ni Sitian hurriedly looked up and asked anxiously, "Is there something wrong with his knee?"

Xu Tingchuan nodded, his expression somewhat grave: "Perhaps the wedding will have to be postponed."

"How could this happen..." Ni Sitian clutched her chest.

"It'll be alright," Xu Tingchuan said, gently rubbing her back to comfort her.

Ni Sitian rested her head against his chest, her eyes reddening.

Five days later, Luo Xikui's foot injury had healed and she was able to walk normally, but she was not advised to run or jump for the time being.

She had just been able to get out of bed when she went to the Xu family's house.

Xu Ziyu was working in his study; he hadn't been idle during his recovery.

Following Ni Sitian's suggestion, Luo Xikui tiptoed in and saw Xu Ziyu engrossed in his computer, not even noticing her coming in.

She put down the tray, smiled, and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Young Master, would you like some water?"

Xu Ziyu looked up when he heard the voice, saw that it was her, grabbed her wrist with his big hand, and gently pulled her into his arms, causing her to fall directly onto his lap.

Luo Xikui wrapped her arms around his neck and giggled, "Young Master, would you like me to feed you?"

Xu Ziyu remained silent, staring at her face.

Luo Xikui reached out and picked up the teacup from the tray, bringing it to his lips. Seeing that he didn't open his mouth, she simply took a sip herself, then straightened up, wrapped her arms around Xu Ziyu's neck, and pressed her moist lips against his.

Xu Ziyu held her tightly, closed his eyes, and their lips and tongues intertwined. The slight bitterness of the green tea spread on the tip of his tongue, accompanied by a hint of sweetness.

After Luo Xikui finished drinking the tea, her tongue was entangled with his for a while. Slightly out of breath, she pulled away from him, put her arms around Xu Ziyu, and asked with a smile in her eyes, "Young Master, do you want me to feed you again?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her lips were sealed with another passionate kiss.

Luo Xikui's hands were not so well-behaved, and she began to explore Xu Ziyu's body.

"Tuantuan, Tuantuan." She rested her chin on his neck and called his name repeatedly, her voice husky and sexy, "Take me now, immediately, right now."

Xu Ziyu's slightly panting breath stopped, and he gently brushed his cheek against her cool ear.

"Tuantuan, I feel very uneasy." Luo Xikui gripped Xu Ziyu's clothes tightly, frowned, and said, "I feel panicked, as if something might happen."

"No, you're just scared." Xu Ziyu patted her back and said firmly, "Our wedding will still be on March 6th."

Luo Xikui nuzzled Xu Ziyu's neck. There were less than two months left, it wasn't far off.

"I have to go on a business trip tomorrow." Xu Zi met her and, after she calmed down, turned her shoulder to face her eyes and said, "It might be a while. I'll be back in March."