Bi Xie responded and left with the clothes.

Aunt Zhang watched Bi Xie's retreating figure with a sinister look, spitting sunflower seed shells all over the ground, muttering, "Pah! A motherless brat, so what if he's a college student? His family is dirt poor, he's not good enough for my Chaochao!"

After hanging the clothes to dry, Bi Xie had just gone downstairs when he heard a series of ringing phone calls.

She wiped the water off her hands, stared at the three large characters "Wei the Villain" flashing on the screen for a moment, then pressed the answer button, "Hello, Mr. Wei."

"I'm not feeling well." Wei Zhaoye's voice was gloomy.

Bi Xie's heart skipped a beat: "Are you sick?"

"Qin Xiaoxie, where did you go?" The other end asked instead of answering.

Bi Xie took a few steps into the courtyard: "I've gone back to my hometown. Is there anything I can help you with, Mr. Wei?"

Wei Zhaoye was displeased and tightened his grip, the pen tip drawing a long black line on the document. "Qin Xiaoxie, who gave you permission to call me Mr. Wei?"

The secretary, who was watching this scene from the side, felt a chill run down her spine as she saw the chairman scratch a document to pieces. She secretly wondered who the president was calling and why he was so angry!

Bi Xie blinked, momentarily speechless.

When Wei Zhaoye didn't get a response from the girl, his heart became even more unsettled. He refrained from disturbing her studies and let her finish the college entrance examination in peace. But she went back to her hometown right after the exam.

Is she avoiding him?

"Speak!" Wei Zhaoye's bone-chilling gaze made the secretary tremble. She said, "Chairman, I'll go get you a cup of coffee," and then quickly left.

"What would you like to hear, Young Master Wei?"

Wei Zhaoye loosened his tie, a strange sense of irritation causing him to frown.

If you won't let her call him Mr. Wei, she'll call him Young Master Wei. She insists on making their relationship crystal clear, right? Very well!

Wei Zhaoye snorted coldly and hung up the phone.

As Bi Xie heard the busy tone coming from the other end of the phone, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. "You bastard, I hold grudges!"

She begged him once.

He always asked her for one.

He wanted to pursue her, but he still coaxed, spoiled, and pampered her, acting arrogantly, domineering, and autocratic all day long.

Go ahead and suffer in silence!

In a good mood, Bi Xie hummed a little tune: "He only passed through your world, he didn't stay~"

During the days that Bi Xie stayed at home, the two elderly people cooked extra lavish meals for her every day. However, Bi Xie heard from the neighbors in the village that when she was away, the two elderly people often avoided oily food in order to save money. Sometimes, when they were in a hurry to go out to work, they would simply soak cold rice and vegetables in hot water and eat them.

Bi Xie felt a pang of sadness as he listened. In recent years, his neighbors in the village had built new houses or renovated their old ones, but Bi Xie's house remained unchanged, standing out starkly among the rows of new houses.

After lunch, Bi Xie went to the fields with his grandmother to weed.

While busy in the field, his phone suddenly rang. Wei Zhaoye's cold, chilling voice rang out, saying only two simple words: "Go home."

Bi Xie seemed to realize something, his eyes widening: "You didn't come to my house, did you?"

The man didn't answer, and hung up the phone with an air of aloofness.

Bi Xie's lips twitched, and he quickly told his grandmother that they had guests at home.

Grandma kept asking who was coming. Bi Xie casually replied, "It's my classmate's cousin, who was also my boss when I did part-time work."

"Then what is he doing at our house? Xiao Xie, tell Grandma the truth, did something happen?" The old woman asked with a worried expression.

"Don't worry too much about not having a grandma."

As soon as the two arrived at their doorstep, they saw a long limousine surrounded by chattering neighbors. Four burly bodyguards got out of the car, all dressed in suits. Although the neighbors looked on with envy, none of them dared to approach.