But greed is something that exists in both humans and dogs.

For example, Moo, who was often ignored and not given enough care by his master, was dissatisfied and simply jumped up and threw himself at his father. Because his father and stepfather were very close to each other, he threw himself at both of them.

Both of them turned their heads to look at him, and the atmosphere that was gradually getting good was suddenly interrupted.

The dog was completely unaware of the interruption, and when he saw that both masters noticed him, he wagged his tail even more vigorously.

Wen Xia quietly stepped back: "You've been drinking, if you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest first, I'll take Ah Moo for a walk."

Lin Fengqi shook his head and said, "I'll go with you."

The two took Ah Moo for a walk along the road again. After returning home, Lin Fengqi went to wash off the smell of alcohol. When he came out of the bathroom, Wen Xia was holding Wen Da Pigeon and preparing to go into the room.

He didn't think much, his mouth was faster than his brain, and he called Wen Xia first.

Wen Xia stopped and turned to look at him.

His mouth called him, but his brain was slow to work, and he couldn't think of what to say. After a long time, he uttered: "Good night."

"Good night," Wen Xia replied, "Sweet dream."

That night, Lin Fengqi really had a good dream.

So much so that when he woke up, he felt lost, and then quickly closed his eyes in an attempt to continue his dream, but unfortunately he failed. As a result, he did not sleep well all night. When he woke up the next day,

he was still a little sad to see Wen Xia. On Saturday, Wen Xia woke up very early because he had not completely let go of a week's work. He looked at the time in a daze, turned over and planned to take another nap, and then he heard the sound of the door of the next room opening.

Lin Fengqi got up so early? Isn't today Saturday? Working overtime?

Wen Xia struggled to get up and get out of bed - at that moment he felt like a wife who was always paying attention to her husband's movements.

When he opened the door, Lin Fengqi was walking towards the bathroom with his sleeves rolled up. On the exposed wrist, the wound caused by Wen Dayu's bite had scabbed over after a week, and a small piece had fallen off.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he paused and looked at the head that popped out from behind the door.

"Are you up so early?" Wen Xia asked with narrowed eyes. He remembered that he was going to the hospital to pick up Aunt Ye today. Last time, he seemed to have said that he would send Aunt Ye to a nursing home.

Lin Fengqi said "um": "You continue to sleep."

Wen Xia rubbed his eyes and yawned: "No, I'll go with you."

Lin Fengqi was about to say no, but Wen Xia's head that had retracted popped out again: "Based on our current 'legal relationship', your mother is my mother, not to mention that we are doing the whole thing. No matter how you think about it, I should go with you."

He successfully blocked Lin Fengqi's words.

Wen Xia had worked overtime for a few days, and it was finally the weekend. He wanted Wen Xia to sleep a little longer, but Wen Xia's words "your mother is my mother" made him... too happy to refuse.

The two of them had breakfast on the way, and when they arrived at the hospital, Ye Shixue had already gotten up and was packing up with the nurse. Lin Feng got up and greeted the ward, then went to handle the discharge procedures for her.

Wen Xia stayed in the ward, and helped wherever she needed help.

Ye Shixue said after a few words: "Xiao Xia, stop working and take a break. I heard from Aqi that you have been working overtime these days. Why did you come with him so early today? It would be great if you could take a nap at home to replenish your energy."

Wen Xia did not stop working: "It's okay, I need a lot of sleep."

His movements were unexpectedly agile. Ye Shixue looked at him and suddenly sighed with some emotion.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Wen Xia asked when he heard her sigh.

Ye Shixue smiled and shook her head: "Nothing, I just thought of something. In fact, I didn't expect... that you would be with Aqi."

"Why?" Wen Xia stopped.

Ye Shixue was speechless for a while, and after a long time, she said, "I heard from Ah Qi that... your family is very well off?"

In fact, according to the normal process, parents should understand the family situation of both parties before their children get married, but Lin Fengqi's marriage was too sudden, and even she was caught off guard. At first, she thought her son was joking until she heard him say that the man was Wen Xia, and then the two of them came to the hospital to see her.

During this whole process, Ye Shixue didn't have much time to react. She just passively accepted the result of "her son got married", but because the person her son married was Wen Xia, she didn't worry too much, because in her impression, Wen Xia was really a rare good kid. No matter how he got together with her son, she also hoped that they would be fine.

When Wen Xia came to the hospital to see her before, he basically never talked about his family. Ye Shixue only learned from a casual chat that the child's mother died when he was very young, and she knew nothing else.

It was during this period that she slowly asked Lin Fengqi about some things about Wen Xia.

When she heard her son talking about who Wen Xia's father was, she felt familiar, so she checked it online - it would not have mattered if she hadn't checked it, but once she checked it, her mood began to become complicated. This complexity was intertwined in all aspects. Compared with

most parents, Ye Shixue considered herself to be open-minded. She had experienced many ups and downs in her life, which made her look at things more open-mindedly now. Regarding her son, she did not ask for anything, but only hoped that the child would be healthy, safe, and happy all his life. Her son said something about marriage, and she accepted it, but she never met or communicated with her in-laws, Wen Xia's father, and she was a little worried.

Wen Xia's family background was something she could only dream of. Even though she knew that her son had made a great career on his own, it was all acquired effort, which was completely different from Wen Xia who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

She didn't look down on her child, nor did she think Wen Xia looked down on others. She was just worried that if two children with very different family backgrounds and growth experiences were together, would there be some conflicts other than feelings? Life is not just about love. The daily necessities of life, small joys and sorrows, are all the ingredients that make up life.

But Ye Shixue didn't know how to say these words.

She was worried that if her words were not strict enough, it might hurt Wen Xia. Even though she didn't mean that.

But Wen Xia read her expression almost exactly.

He knew that Ye Shixue had no other intentions, and family background was an issue that every couple walking into the marriage hall could not avoid. He was always frank, whether in the past or now.

"Well, it was not bad," Wen Xia said, "but that was all in the past, and it's a different time now. Now I'm just a small shrimp with a huge debt at home, and it's just right for Lin Fengqi, this cabbage."

As he said that, he blinked innocently.

Ye Shixue was amused by him, and there was a little more pity in her gentle eyes.

Wen Xia went on, "So... I hope you don't mind that my family is in debt. After all, to be honest, I

'm the one who's marrying above my station." "What nonsense are you talking about, kid," Ye Shixue said, "What's the point of marrying above my station? That brat Lin Fengqi is not that great. Okay, okay, I won't say any more. Just get back to work."

Wen Xia smiled, "Got it."

The sanatorium is located in the suburbs. At first, Lin Fengqi was a little hesitant about whether to send Ye Shixue there. After all, it was quite far away from him. He would be worried in case something happened and he couldn't get there in time.

But Ye Shixue thought he was worrying too much and said, "You are not even 30 yet, but you have the mentality of an old man, worrying about this and that. I think your place is inconvenient. It's not as big as the nursing home, and the air is not as good as the nursing home. You also know that I don't like to deal with the neighbors. If I really go back with you, do you want to suffocate your mother to death?"

When they arrived at the nursing home, a young man met them at the gate. The man looked about the same age as Lin Fengqi, with regular features and glasses. When Lin Fengqi got out of the car, he called him "brother".

Ye Shixue asked curiously, "You are Zhou Yixin, right?"

The man smiled and said, "Yes, hello, Auntie."

"Aqi often tells me about you," Ye Shixue also smiled, "In the past few years, our Aqi has been really taken care of by you... This time too, I trouble you."

"It's nothing, Auntie, Fengqi has also helped me a lot, I have to say thank you to him," Zhou Yixin said, "He is capable and decisive, and at that time, many things in our company were still solved with his help." Wen Xia

hasn't been in contact with Lin Fengqi in the past few years, but she had heard from the class monitor before that not long after Lin Fengqi entered university, he started working on a project with a senior brother. The senior brother was three years older than him. After graduation, Lin Fengqi continued to work for his company while completing his studies.

Most of the start-up capital that Lin Fengqi used to start his own business after graduation came from the savings during that period, and the rest was borrowed from others.

The senior brother who helped a lot should be Zhou Yixian, right?

As the group walked inside, they noticed Wen Xia's gaze. Zhou Yixian looked over, smiled at him friendly, and said, "I forgot to ask, who is this handsome guy...?"

"My name is Wen Xia." Wen Xia took the initiative to ask.

Zhou Yixian was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Lin Fengqi, and his smile became more meaningful: "Hello, Zhou Yixian. If you want, you can call me senior brother like Fengqi."

Wen Xia called him Senior Brother Zhou, and the latter smiled and continued to lead the way.

Wen Xia looked at Lin Fengqi, who had no expression on his face.

The sanatorium occupies a large area. When you enter the gate, it doesn't feel like a sanatorium, but rather like a park, with small bridges, flowing water, shrubs and flower beds, and maple forests on both sides of the road rustling and red, bursting with unique vitality in this late autumn.

Walking along the maple road, you can see a white building. Zhou Yixian said that this is the outpatient building in the sanatorium. Although it is small and has all the facilities that are available in large hospitals outside, it is also available here, but on a smaller scale, and only serves the sanatorium. The shorter building connected to the outpatient building is the rehabilitation center. These buildings on the periphery are all related to medical care.

After walking through a corridor, a different view appeared in front of them. Small one-story houses were closely arranged, with a Nordic architectural style, and maple trees were planted around them. The two complemented each other, and a fairy-tale dreamlike feeling came over them.

It was really a good choice to rest and recuperate in such a place.

Zhou Yixian led them to one of the rooms. This room was at the edge, and the artificial lake could be seen from the window. Wen Xia looked at the house number, 105.

"This is it," he opened the door and went in to open the window for ventilation, "Auntie, this room was designed by Lin Fengqi, take a look and see if you like it. If not, I will change it for you."

Although the house only has one floor, the basic facilities are very complete, with a TV, bathroom, a small balcony, and a stove with pots and pans ready.

Zhou Yixian said that if you can cook by yourself, if you don't want to cook by yourself, the nursing home also has a special restaurant.

Ye Shixue: "No, no, I can live anywhere, it's fine here. Sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, Auntie," Zhou Yixian said, "The beds have just been cleaned and disinfected, why don't you take a rest first, and then I'll take you to see other places."

"It's okay, let's go now."

So they put down the luggage and turned to visit the rest of the area.

"Is this nursing home opened by Senior Brother Zhou?" Wen Xia and Lin Fengqi walked side by side behind him, and he tilted his head slightly and asked in a low voice.

Lin Fengqi said "um", and said: "It's his family's business."

"Well, why haven't I heard of such a person?" Let's not talk about the big things, just the local area, it's impossible for Wen Xia not to know about the family business of this scale.

"His family roots are not here," Lin Fengqi said, "he came here to develop after graduation."

In front, Zhou Yixian introduced the nursing home to Ye Shixue while walking. They were now visiting the activity area of ​​the nursing home, which mainly provides various entertainment activities for patients and customers who come to the nursing home. At this time, many people gathered here to play.

Zhou Yixian turned around and glanced at Lin Fengqi: "Speaking of which, Auntie, Fengqi also cooperates with our nursing home. Look at these smart devices, they are all provided by Fenghang."

Which mother doesn't like her child to be praised? The smile on Ye Shixue's face became more relieved and proud.

After touring the sanatorium, Zhou Yixian took Ye Shixue to handle some formalities, and then took them to the restaurant of the sanatorium for lunch. Ye Shixue's physical strength was basically exhausted at this time, showing a bit of fatigue. Zhou Yixian accompanied them for the whole morning, and temporarily left to do other things. Wen Xia and Lin Fengqi accompanied her back to the room.

She wanted to pack her luggage, but was stopped by Lin Fengqi: "You go to sleep, I'll do it."

Maybe because she was tired, Ye Shixue fell asleep quickly, and he put Ye Shixue's clothes into the closet one by one.

Wen Xia went over to help, Lin Fengqi glanced at him, didn't say anything, but slowed down his hands a little. Ye Shixue's breathing was even. The two of them quietly packed her luggage and left quietly.

Of course, they still had to say hello to Zhou Yixian before leaving. The two found Zhou Yixian in the office. Before he said goodbye, Zhou Yixian said, "Are you leaving now?"

Lin Fengqi: "Yes. Senior brother, thank you for today. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"Why change the day? It's better to do it today than to choose another day," Zhou Yixian decided, "Let's go to the barbecue restaurant we went to last time, okay?"

Lin Fengqi looked at Wen Xia.

Wen Xia was stunned and nodded.

Lin Fengqi: "Okay."

When Zhou Yixian looked at him with a teasing look, Wen Xia finally realized, how come you brothers' thank-you banquet has my involvement?

But... not bad.

The dinner time was set at 7pm. The barbecue restaurant that Zhou Yixian mentioned has always been very popular, so Lin Fengqi booked a seat on the way out.

It was still a few hours before 7pm. The two got in the car, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtly awkward for a moment.

Wen Xia didn't know if Lin Fengqi had any other plans in the afternoon, but he knew he didn't.

So he asked, "Go home?"

Lin Fengqi didn't answer, and I don't know what he was thinking. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Do you want to..." Halfway through his words, Wen Xia's cell phone rang.

Click to show Zou Boyan, Wen Xia picked up and made the familiar opening remarks: "Come out and play, Old Xia."

Wen Xia was about to speak, but he didn't give him a chance at all: "Think about it carefully. You have rejected my sincere invitation so many times. Ever since you married Lin Fengqi, you have never taken me seriously."

Wen Xia glanced at Lin Fengqi and said to him: "Not at first."

"Damn it," Zou Boyan said, "Lian Yao, come or not, just one word, don't waste time."

"How many people?"

"If you come, it will be just the two of us, no one else." Zou Boyan knew that Wen Xia didn't want to see that bastard who was scattering when the tree fell.

"Wait a moment."

Wen Xia put down the phone, covered the microphone port, and asked Lin Fengqi: "I'm going somewhere, can you give me a ride?"

Lin Fengqi didn't want to eavesdrop on Wen Xia's call, but the car was too quiet, and he could hear the voice from the other end of the phone even if he didn't want to. Wen Xia asked this now, so it means she's going to a date, right?

He lowered his eyes, carefully hiding his disappointment, swallowed the words "Do you want to go to a movie?" that he couldn't say, and nodded.

After getting the nod, Wen Xia put the phone back to his ear: "Wait, Dad will be here soon."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Lin Fengqi: "Lian Yao Club, do you know the way? Do you want me to navigate?"

Lin Fengqi started the car: "No need."

He didn't seem to be in a good mood.

Wen Xia glanced at him twice, slowly retracted his gaze, looked out the window, and pretended not to notice.

Then he picked up his phone, opened Zou Boyan's chat box, and typed: [Will meet dad at the gate later.]

Zou Ni: [??? What are you doing?]

Wen Yixia: [A distinguished guest.]

Zou Ni: [Who is more distinguished than you, Young Master Wen?]

Wen Yixia: [Lin Fengqi.]

Zou Ni: [……]

Zou Ni: [Fuck]

No words were spoken along the way.

More than half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of Lian Yao Club.

Zou Boyan had been waiting at the gate. When Lin Fengqi's car drove over, he went forward to greet him. Wen Xia rolled down the passenger window, and he understood what he meant, and showed just the right amount of surprise: "Hey, Lin Fengqi? You brought Wen Xia here."

Lin Fengqi nodded and watched Wen Xia unbuckle her seat belt.

"That's perfect. Since we're here, let's go together."

Lin Fengqi was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Wen Xia's reaction. At this time, Wen Xia had already opened the car door and prepared to get out, as if he didn't hear Zou Boyan's words.

Was it tacit consent, or a silent refusal? He hoped that he would be self-aware and not go with the flow?

In just two seconds, several speculations flashed through Lin Fengqi's mind, and Wen Xia got out of the car without stopping. He only glanced at him when he turned around to close the car door.

He still couldn't tell whether this glance was a permission or a refusal.

But Lin Fengqi made up his mind in an instant.

He started the car, and Wen Xia frowned, barely holding back from cursing: Lin Fengqi, are you a fool? ! I've handed you the ladder, and you don't know how to climb down? ? ?

He couldn't believe that there were people in this world who were so stupid!

Wen Xia was so angry that he was about to speak when Lin Fengqi said, "Where do you park the car?"

When he asked this question, he looked at Zou Boyan, as if he was determined and didn't even look at Wen Xia.

Zou Boyan was stunned for two seconds before he reacted. He raised his hand and pointed the way: "Turn there in front, there is a parking lot behind."

Lin Fengqi nodded, and the car drove to where he pointed.

Wen Xia's curse was stuck on his lips, and he stared blankly at Lin Fengqi's car turning the corner and disappearing. Zou Boyan slapped him on the back: "Awesome, Lao Xia, your chasing skills are much better than before. So, do I have to pay some extras as a wingman?"

He pinched his thumb and index finger and rubbed them.

Wen Xia came back to her senses, in a good mood, and did not pursue his complaints about his poor skills in chasing people in the past. She generously said, "Okay, I'll pay for it today."

After waiting at the door for five minutes, Lin Fengqi came back, and the three of them walked into the club together.

The club has two floors, one on the first floor and one on the negative first floor. Smoking is allowed on the first floor, but not on the negative first floor. There is a gym upstairs in the club.

"Do you want some drinks?" Zou Boyan asked.

"No," Wen Xia said, "We have a game tonight."

"So busy," Zou Boyan muttered, "Then let's go."

Lin Fengqi stood behind the two of them, and felt that his originally depressed mood suddenly became much brighter because of Wen Xia's word "we".

They went directly to the negative first floor.

Today is Saturday, and there are so many people that even though the space is spacious enough, the eardrums still vibrate when they go down to the basement.

They found an empty table at the back, and Zou Boyan picked up two billiards, handing one to Wen Xia. Wen Xia weighed it in his hand, then handed it to Lin Fengqi and picked up another one for himself.

After picking, he remembered to ask Lin Fengqi: "Do you know how to play?"

Lin Fengqi didn't know how to play before, at least not before college.

But in college, he was exposed to more things, especially the time when he worked as a part-time worker with Zhou Yixin, and learned a lot. Billiards is one of them.

But now that Wen Xia asked this...

Lin Fengqi was in a dilemma. Should he say yes or no?

If no, would Wen Xia teach him? But what if he said that and ruined Wen Xia's mood?

Lin Fengqi struggled for a moment, and tightened his hand holding the club, as if to cheer himself up.

Then he said, "...not really."

Wen Xia knew he was lying at first sight.

How should I put it? Lin scholars really don't recommend that a research subject lie, because it's too easy to understand.

So he said, "Then let me teach you?"

For a moment, Lin Fengqi felt a touch of excitement and ecstasy in his heart.

But he didn't show it on his face, and nodded coldly.

"You must know how to hold the club and put the club, right?" Wen Xia asked.

Yes or no?

Lin Fengqi thought for two seconds and said, "Yes."

He had to know something, otherwise he would be too disappointed.

Wen Xia stepped aside and said, "Then pose for me."

Seeing that the two of them were busy teaching, Zou Boyan had nothing to do, so he simply watched the show with his club in his arms.

In just ten seconds, Wen Xia felt that her request was the most wrong thing she had done today.

Lin Fengqi walked to the side of the table and pressed down on his waist - today was Saturday, and he was not wearing a suit. The air circulation was not as good as that of the negative layer. They felt a little hot as soon as they came down, so they took off their coats, including Lin Fengqi. He was wearing a black knitted sweater with a high collar and a slim fit. With

this press, the thin figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist was more clearly outlined.

Under the cold light, the pair of eyebrows were cold and sharp, the jawline was tightened by this action, and the Adam's apple was half submerged in the collar, looming.

Wen Xia suddenly couldn't stand it.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of being charmed.

Damn. He

opened his eyes again and met the man's clear eyes. There was a trace of hope in that look, just like...

"Is this right?" he asked.

Wen Xia glanced away and nodded: "Yes. You... stand up."

Lin Fengqi stood up, but soon Wen Xia found that he might have to face the same scene again, because he asked: "I see your posture is quite standard, so what is wrong with you?"

Lin Fengqi seemed to think for two seconds, and his calm tone carried the guilt and uncertainty that he might not even notice: "... Can't hit the ball accurately?"

Wen Xia: "..."

This is difficult.

So Wen Xia rearranged the position of the ball, pointed at the white ball, and slid along the trajectory to the red ball facing the white ball: "Then you, try to hit this ball first and let me see."

Lin Fengqi bent down again.

He looked at the white ball facing the club, his expression focused.

Wen Xia's heart skipped a beat.

The club was pulled back slightly, and then hit forward cleanly - the club just brushed past the edge of the white ball.

The white ball rolled slightly to the side for a short distance, maybe just two or three centimeters.

After hitting this ball, Lin Fengqi stood up and looked at Wen Xia, his face full of calm.

Wen Xia: "..."

Brother, can you pretend to be more convincing!

He was roaring in his heart, but he looked calm on the surface, and he had to think of words to comment: "... A very handsome shot."

Zou Boyan watched from the side, admiring him.

What is high emotional intelligence!

It's nothing more than this, brother.

Looking at Lin Fengqi again, I don't know which two words he reacted to, but... his ears turned red?

Damn, should he leave now?

Lin Fengqi did react to two words - handsome.

Wen Xia said he was handsome...

His ears turned red.

So he happily accepted Wen Xia's compliment: "Thank you."

Zou Boyan: "..."

Damn, you two are made for each other, right?

Zou Boyan couldn't stand it anymore. He felt that if he stayed with these two fools in love, he would become an idiot, so he took his cue and went to watch the next table play.

Wen Xia didn't think that his good brother, good childhood friend, and good wingman had left. He thought about it and said to Lin Fengqi: "How about I show you?"

Lin Fengqi: "Okay."

Wen Xia didn't move the white ball that had just rolled to the side, but found a suitable position, propped up the cue with his hands on the table, and leaned down.

Wen Xia's hands are very beautiful, slender and white. When placed on the table, the joints are distinct, and the blue veins meander under the white skin, slightly protruding as the force is tightened. The sleeves are retracted because of the arm being straightened, revealing a part of the wrist. The wrist bone has a cool feeling like jade under the light.

The wrist looks both slender and powerful.

Lin Fengqi looked at it and his ears unconsciously became redder.

He exhaled lightly and stepped back half a step, as if there was a fire burning there and he had to stay away from it to avoid getting burned.

The club was slightly retracted.

Then hit it out -

two "snap, snap".

The shot went into the hole, clean and crisp.

After Wen Xia finished the shot, he stood up, and the club slid slightly down his palm and rested on the ground. He stood beside the basketball table and smiled at Lin Fengqi: "How is it?"

His eyebrows were flying, wanton and arrogant.

Lin Fengqi seemed to see the boy back then.

Every time the boy played basketball, he didn't want to participate, just watched from the side, because this way he could focus all his attention on Wen Xia. If he played basketball with Wen Xia, he felt that he might completely forget to pass the ball because he paid too much attention to Wen Xia, which would hurt others and himself, and it was not good.

Wen Xia is a very good basketball player and is also very good at livening up the atmosphere. As long as he is there, the basketball court is always lively. He runs and jumps on the court, his posture is healthy and fit, and he is very pleasing to the eye in both stillness and movement. Especially after he scores a goal, he will look outside the court, his eyebrows are dancing, his smile is brilliant, he is high-spirited and unrestrained, and always full of vitality. It is so dazzling that

he dare not even look directly at it.

The person in front of him suddenly overlaps with the boy's face, and this time Lin Fengqi has the courage to look directly into the sun: "Well, it's a beautiful shot."

There is a rare hint of tenderness in his tone.

——It seems to be the first time that Lin Fengqi has praised him so bluntly.

Wen Xia felt inexplicably embarrassed. His eyes strayed slightly, and he touched his nose, but he couldn't help but smile. He said modestly, "It's OK."

He cleared his throat and said, "Do you want to try again?"

Lin Fengqi: "Okay."

Wen Xia set the ball for him again, and in line with his image of a fake beginner, he put the colored ball at the hole and the white ball at a distance, pretending that he didn't see anything, and helped him practice accuracy.

Just as Lin Fengqi pretended to be ready and thinking about how to do this shot, another group of people came down the stairs.

This group of people, with the leader as the center, walked towards the empty table nearby.

The leader saw Wen Xia at once, and his face fell instantly: "Wen Xia? Why are you here?"

Hearing this voice, Lin Fengqi's club was really crooked this time.

"..."

He stood up and looked over.

Seeing Lin Fengqi, Fang Huai's ugly face froze for a moment: "Boss Lin?"

In fact, after Liao Xingchen's black dragon, Lin Fengqi did reflect on his own wild thoughts. He thought, since Liao Xingchen made a mistake, could Fang Huai also make a mistake?

Maybe he shouldn't be so hostile, thinking that everyone wants to snatch Wen Xia from him.

But...but Fang Huai is different!

Wen Xia calls his name in her dreams! Last time at Fang Lianshu's birthday party, Wen Xia admitted it on the way home!

So Lin Fengqi felt that he still needed to be wary of some people and things.

He gave himself some room for trial and error this time, and he decided to observe Wen Xia's reaction to Fang Huai. If there is a chance.

- The opportunity, isn't it here?

Lin Fengqi's perspective allows him to see both Fang Huai and Wen Xia.

He nodded and said politely, "Mr. Fang."

However, just after he greeted him, he saw Wen Xia calmly - took off the ring on his hand, which matched his own, and put it in his pocket.

Lin Fengqi:?

While he was stunned, Wen Xia spoke: "Why, I can't be here?"

Fang Huai's attention immediately shifted to Wen Xia, and he sneered: "It's none of my business whether it's possible or not, but hasn't our Young Master Wen refused to come for a long time? Is he afraid of meeting me?" Lin Fengqi

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