Qin Sheng: "..."

Fu Jingheng: "..."

Qin Sheng reached out and took the bowl from Fu Jingheng's hand, then gulped it down with both hands.

Then she put the bowl back into his hands.

Fu Jingheng: "..."

He touched his nose and looked at the two maids still at the manor gate: "Have the people sent to purchase supplies returned?"

The two maids, still reeling from the shock of their leader personally serving them, were startled by the words and quickly bowed their heads in reply: "They're already on their way back and should arrive this afternoon."

All right.

Although not many parts were soaked with soup, it still needs to be replaced.

Fu Jingheng thought for a moment, then reached out and picked up Qin Sheng, carrying her back to the house before going upstairs.

He rummaged through his closet, pulled out a slightly smaller sweatshirt, held it up to Qin Sheng, and then fell silent.

Qin Sheng also remained silent.

Finally, she reached out and took it: "Wear it as a dress."

Then they kicked Fu Jingheng out.

I simply wiped the soup off the area and put on my hoodie, and that was it.

Fu Jingheng looked at the girl coming out of the room and raised an eyebrow: "I must say, she's quite pretty."

It's not that good-looking people look good in anything.

Qin Sheng glanced at him indifferently and said nothing.

Fu Jingheng sighed softly.

His little girl wasn't very talkative to begin with, but she used to occasionally offer some insightful advice. However, since waking up yesterday, she has barely spoken a word.

Although he seemed normal and didn't exhibit any unusual behavior, he was just a little lazier than usual.

But Fu Jingheng was extremely worried.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up his phone from the bar counter and handed it over: "Your mom has called several times, aren't you going to call her back?"

Qin Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, but after pausing for a few seconds, she still didn't take the phone.

She nestled on the sofa and drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

At first, it was relatively peaceful, but after a while, the two thin eyebrows began to furrow slightly, and then they furrowed more and more tightly.

Fu Jingheng was right there. When he saw it, he stepped forward and hugged the girl in his arms. He patted the girl's back gently, just like he remembered when his mother comforted him when he was a child, and his body swayed slightly.

Gradually, Qin Sheng's brows and eyes relaxed a little, and she gradually calmed down.

*

Qin Sheng was in poor spirits. She had been staying at the manor for a week, and she hadn't been able to recover from the excessive mental exertion.

I'm very lazy. I spend nearly sixteen hours a day sleeping, and the rest of the time I just read or daydream.

Although he knew that rest was the best way to recuperate, Fu Jingheng dared not let her continue to recover like this.

The next morning, he dragged her out of bed, picked out a pink sweater and knee-length skirt suit from the newly bought clothes, handed it to her, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Change yourself or should I help you change?"

Qin Sheng: "..."

They simply kicked the person out.

Five minutes later, the door opened and Qin Sheng came out.

She wasn't wearing the pink outfit Fu Jingheng had chosen; she was just wearing a simple black sweatshirt and skinny jeans.

Although it wasn't quite satisfactory, Fu Jingheng was still pleased. He draped a specially made winter coat over Qin Sheng's shoulders, took her hand, and walked out of the manor.

Once you step outside the manor, it's like entering a completely different world.

A biting wind blew in his face, stinging his skin without the aid of spiritual energy for protection. Qin Sheng couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

But my drowsy state of mind has actually cleared up a bit these past few days.

She glanced sideways at Fu Jingheng.

He didn't say anything, but Fu Jingheng understood.

After retracting the spiritual energy shield he was about to construct, Fu Jingheng tightened her coat, then conjured up a bright red, festive fur hat from who-knows-where and put it on her before leading her for a slow stroll.

The guards responsible for protecting the manor: "..."

I must say, their leader and... I guess the future leader's wife, are quite the romantic couple.

Instead of staying in their perfectly pleasant, spring-like estate, they've come to this freezing, snowy place.

Look at this graceful step, how beautiful it is!

Well, it's no wonder they can only be low-level minions; forgive them for not understanding the big boss's tastes.

Fu Jingheng led Qin Sheng eastward for almost two hours until a huge martial arts arena came into view.

Although the weather was very cold and there were no protective measures in the training ground, there were still many people in the field. At a glance, there were at least five or six hundred people.

As they walked, Fu Jingheng explained to her, "The Shadow Department currently has ten Shadow Guards, each with fifty people, totaling five hundred. Mo Di is now starting to establish eleven more."

He gestured with his chin toward the area with the most people and said, "These are all newly recruited Shadow Guard reserve personnel. The eleventh Shadow Guard will be selected from among them."

Thinking of something, he raised an eyebrow and said, "Or how about I select him to be your personal guard?"

Before Qin Sheng could react to his words, the newlyweds who were nearby and overheard them immediately stood up.

They just didn't look too good.

One of the boys, with a buzz cut, a square face, and eyes like a wolf cub, couldn't resist immediately.

He walked quickly to Fu Jingheng and Qin Sheng, first bowed respectfully, and then looked at Qin Sheng.

How do I put it?

Picky and disdainful.

Qin Sheng has been on Shadow Island for a week now. Although she has never left the West Manor, almost everyone on Shadow Island knows about her existence.

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