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When Ye Wenyu saw Cai Wenchuan's sudden expression of pain and despair, she understood that there was a girl living in his heart who filled his heart completely, bringing him joy and pain. Moreover, she was 100% certain that the girl was not her.
Therefore, Ye Wenyu had nothing to feel guilty about. She looked at Cai Wenchuan with her clear black and white eyes and said to him earnestly, "I love Lin Tingfeng. If you have ever loved someone, you will know that I will believe in him and I will be happy."
Cai Wenchuan's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Xiaoyu would love that great devil Lin Tingfeng! In his mind, Lin Tingfeng had always been a monster with horns on his head. If it weren't for him, Lin Tingyue wouldn't have grown up so pitifully!
He was extremely worried, his hands clenched into fists, his face as pale as paper, and he stammered, "You love him? What does he have that makes you love him? His wealth?"
"No—" Ye Wenyu shook her head, her big eyes clear and bright, her expression firm, and she said with unwavering clarity, "I love him because he appeared when I had nothing. He cared for me and looked after me, so I love him." When her mother divorced and sold the house, leaving her homeless, it was Lin Tingfeng who appeared and rescued her when she collapsed on the street from illness.
At that time, she did not know where Cai Wenchuan was.
She would never forget his kindness to her. She loved him for no other reason than that he was the only person in this cold world who gave her warmth.
Cai Wenchuan immediately understood, and his heart sank into a heavy panic. Seeing Ye Wenyu's small face as resolute as a nut, he knew that further words were useless. He stood up in frustration, a sense of powerlessness washing over him like a tidal wave, threatening to suffocate him. Seeing Ye Wenyu's focused expression as she studied, he left in disappointment.
Stepping outside, a howling wind blew; the weather had indeed changed.
Cai Wenchuan shrank back, head down, hurrying forward. His future, Xiaoyu's future—he could no longer say for sure. He was already living his own life against his will, powerless and exhausted, and now Xiaoyu was on the other side.
Cai Wenchuan's steps felt as if they were filled with lead, extremely heavy.
That evening, Ye Wenyu returned home, still somewhat hesitant as she recalled Cai Wenchuan's advice from earlier that day.
The night was deep, the road was icy, and the streetlights seemed frozen by the cold.
When Lin Tingfeng returned home, he saw her curled up on the sofa in the living room with a book in her arms, but she wasn't reading. She was staring blankly at a corner, and the blanket that had been covering her had fallen to the floor, but she didn't notice.
Lin Tingfeng smiled, walked over, picked up the blanket and covered her again, then sat down beside her and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
He reached out and took her hand. Her hands and feet were ice cold, clearly from being frozen for a long time, yet she was completely unaware.
What happened? Lin Tingfeng felt a mix of nervousness and surprise.
Ye Wenyu recalled Cai Wenchuan's assessment of Lin Tingfeng: "He is not a good person." Her heart tightened. She then thought of Lin Tingxuan, who looked pale and sickly. Where was Lin Tingxuan at this moment? Was he still locked up in that sanatorium?
She looked up at Lin Tingfeng, mustered her courage, and softly asked him, "Tingfeng, how are you and your sister and brother?"
The window didn't seem to be closed properly, and the biting north wind blew in through the cracks, making the room feel cold.
Lin Tingfeng was stunned, alarm bells ringing in his mind, but he quickly smiled and said calmly, "It's alright, just like all the brothers and sisters in the world."
In fact, things are very bad, and getting increasingly difficult. He has already heard bad news: his younger brother and sister are planning to join forces against him. His ex-wife, who hates him because of the divorce, his younger brother and sister, who hate him because he has no assets, and his stepmother, who hates him to the core because of what happened back then, are all now united against him.
Sometimes Lin Tingfeng felt very tired and helpless, but he had no one to talk to, so he could only pretend to be nonchalant and deal with whatever came his way.
But after a while, he laughed angrily and disdainfully, thinking to himself that four worms together could not become a dragon!
They were no match for him before, and they will never be his match now or in the future!
The curtains fluttered incessantly in the north wind, as if someone were hiding behind them. Lin Tingfeng noticed this intentionally or unintentionally, and always felt uneasy. He simply stood up, went over, closed the window, then adjusted the indoor lights to a warm orange-red, and turned on the underfloor heating as well.
The room warmed up quickly.
In this way, while the north wind howled and the weather was freezing outside, the room was warm and cozy.
He went to the kitchen, made himself and Xiaoyu a steaming cup of black tea, and took out a few snacks before returning to the living room and sitting down again.
Upon hearing Lin Tingfeng's answer, Ye Wenyu didn't know how to ask any more questions. She always felt that Lin Tingfeng was being secretive and had never mentioned many things to her.
She recalled his time as an intern at the Lin Group, when he told her about being kicked out of his home when he was young and returning home as an adult. But how exactly did he get back? He seemed to deliberately omit the details.
Therefore, Ye Wenyu mustered her courage again and asked Lin Tingfeng, "Tingfeng, back then, you were only eighteen years old. How did you return to the family?"
Lin Tingfeng's heart began to pound, but he remained outwardly calm. He looked at Ye Wenyu nervously and asked her, feigning composure, "Did you run into anyone today?"
He already knew that Ye Wenyu had broken up with him back then because of Lin Tingyue and Lin Tingxuan's machinations. He wondered if those two would go to Ye Wenyu again!
A surge of hatred, like the rising tide, rose rapidly from the depths of his heart.
It seems he'll have to hire bodyguards to protect Xiaoyu at all times. But Xiaoyu is still in school, and she'll probably resent having bodyguards with her.
Ye Wenyu immediately shook her head and said, "No, I was just trying to start a conversation."
Lin Tingfeng sniffed. The flowers on the coffee table were still in bloom, but he seemed too nervous to smell them. He stroked his chin, pondering, and said, "Your mother's passing has worried me a bit, Xiaoyu. How about I have two people accompany you to school tomorrow to protect you?" He tried to make his idea a reality. If Xiaoyu agreed, he would be much safer. Sometimes, when those around you know too much, tragedy strikes.
Ye Wenyu felt a warmth in her heart and smiled slightly. She picked up her teacup, took a sip of the warm black tea, and said to him, "No need. There are no bad people in this world, no bad people in society, and certainly no bad people in school. You can have a bodyguard with you, and I'll become the news in school."
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