Inside the car.

A man who looked like a doctor was squatting and treating the wound on Sheng Yuan's finger who was sitting on the chair.

"Ms. Sheng Yuan, it has been bandaged. Try not to let your fingers touch water in the next few days." After saying that, the doctor packed up his medicine box, nodded slightly to Sheng Yuan and Sheng Feng beside him, and went to the back.

Sheng Feng asked with concern: "Xiao Yuan, is your wound okay?"

Sheng Yuan looked out the window and didn't react.

Seeing this, Sheng Feng's secretary general expressed his concern for Sheng Yuan, "Ms. Sheng Yuan, when Mr. Sheng heard about your accident at the shareholders' meeting, he postponed the meeting and rushed over from Xiangyang District."

Sheng Yuan just said: "Go to Xiangjian Road."

Xiangjian Road is the address of the villa where Sheng Yuan lived during his time in Chaohe District.

Sheng Feng pondered for a few seconds and said, "Xiao Yuan, since you are injured, go back to Xiangyang District. Don't go to school for the next few days. Rest well at home."

Sheng Yuan repeated: "I said, go to Xiangjian Road."

The secretary general helped to persuade: "Ms. Sheng Yuan, Mr. Sheng is concerned about you——"

The words haven't finished yet.

Sheng Yuan turned around and looked at the secretary general expressionlessly.

The secretary general felt cold all over when he was looked at, and he fell silent instantly. He subconsciously did not dare to look Sheng Yuan in the eye. When he came to his senses, he was surprised that he was actually afraid of a child's gaze.

"Since Xiao Yuan wants to go there, let's go." Sheng Feng didn't mind Sheng Yuan's ingratitude, and his face was still gentle like an elder.

The driver made a U-turn.

Half an hour later, the extended Lincoln stopped at the gate of the villa complex.

Sheng Yuan stopped the car without waiting for it to drive in. After the door opened, she got out without looking back.

Looking at the girl's gradually receding back, Sheng Feng sighed silently, with a hint of sadness on his face: "What a lively and cheerful child she used to be."

Now his personality has become so cold and aloof.

The car restarted.

Sheng Feng asked, "What is Xiao Yi doing recently?"

Xiao Yi, full name Sheng Yi.

She is Sheng Feng’s granddaughter.

The secretary general smiled and replied, "Ms. Sheng Yi has been busy practicing the piano behind closed doors recently, preparing for this year's International Violin Competition. She said she wanted to win a gold medal and bring it back to show you."

"Tell her not to think about practicing the piano all day, and to pay more attention to her sister." Sheng Feng was unmoved and said with emotion: "Speaking of which, Xiao Yuan used to play the piano very well, but..."

——Just two years ago, Sheng Yuan injured her hand and the doctor said that she would never be able to play the violin again.

At this point, Sheng Feng's face was filled with guilt and regret: "It's me, I didn't take good care of Xiao Yuan, I feel so ashamed of my brother."

The secretary general was moved by what he saw. He felt that Mr. Sheng cared more about Miss Sheng Yuan than his own granddaughter, Miss Sheng Yi. He quickly spoke to comfort her: "The Sheng family was in chaos at that time, and there were many things going on. If you hadn't taken up the responsibility, who knows what the Sheng family would be like now. You can't be thoughtful about everything."

After glancing at his phone, the secretary general got back to business: "Mr. Sheng, we have to rush back to Xiangyang District as soon as possible. The shareholders are still waiting for you to hold a meeting. Many people have learned that you postponed the meeting because of Miss Sheng Yuan's admission to the police station, and they have already raised many objections in private."

Sheng Feng's face was indistinguishable: "What did they say?"

The secretary general hesitated and said, "Not only do they have opinions about you, they also have opinions about Miss Sheng Yuan. They all say that Miss Sheng Yuan has a bad temper and will not be able to take on the responsibility of succeeding the Sheng family in the future..."

After the cruise ship accident three years ago, according to the public will, all assets and shares under the names of the three brothers of the Sheng family were inherited by Sheng Yuan alone.

But Sheng Yuan was still young at that time. Before she turned 18, the Sheng family business was managed by Sheng Yuan's current guardian, Sheng Feng. After Sheng Yuan turned 18, he would be able to officially take over.

There are less than two months left before Sheng Yuan turns eighteen and becomes an adult.

As time goes by, things have changed within the Sheng family, and there are more and more voices of opposition to Sheng Yuan, the young heir.

Sheng Feng snorted coldly and rebuked: "Some people worry about nothing."

The Secretary General nodded slightly and agreed: "Yes, with you in charge, I believe those who are ready to make a move will not dare to do anything."

Sheng Yuan did not return to school that afternoon.

The exercise book spread out on the table in front of Shi Yan had 28 pages, but after most of the afternoon had passed, it was still on page 28.

He held the pen, but he couldn't solve the problems that he had solved easily in the past.

Until the bell for the last class rang.

Shi Yan habitually put the pen back into the pen bag, but stopped halfway through.

Sheng Yuan is not here, so I don’t need to accompany her to the shooting range today.

Pause for two seconds.

Shi Yan put his pen into his pencil case, packed his schoolbag, stood up and left school.

After returning home, Shi Yan poured food for the cat and cleaned the litter box. Now the cat was used to him coming home so early, so it started eating without any surprise.

During this period, because of accompanying Sheng Yuan to "play", the kitchen has not been cooked for a long time, so the refrigerator is naturally empty.

Shi Yan took the keys and went out to the supermarket. He also held his mobile phone in his hand. While walking, choosing vegetables, and paying the bill, he would occasionally switch to WeChat to take a look, and then exit when he saw that the message bar was empty.

After dinner, I cleaned the stove.

Shi Yan went downstairs to run again. He also brought his cell phone with him. Because he was running absent-mindedly, he stopped after running one lap and went back upstairs.

He took his clothes into the bathroom to take a shower, and then he brought his cell phone in and put it on the shelf.

As if afraid of missing some news.

But when he finished his shower, except for the change in time, the WeChat message bar was still empty.

Shi Yan's hair had grown a little long, with some black hair on his forehead covering his eyebrows. The white light from the cell phone shone directly on his cold and clean facial features.

He stood there for a while holding his cell phone, then walked into his bedroom.

Night falls quietly.

Nine o'clock exactly.

Shi Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the mobile phone on the table, which was quietly on.

One minute past nine, two minutes past nine, it showed no sign of lighting up...

Shi Yan took the phone and clicked on the only dialog box in the message bar. The interface showed that the last conversation was this morning. Sheng Yuan asked him to go downstairs. After that, there was no news for more than fourteen hours.

Shi Yan's fingertips hovered over the screen, and then he typed: [Do you want to listen to Insect Notes today? ] He pressed the Enter key, sent the message, and then, there was no response.

Sheng Yuan did not reply.

Ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

Thirty minutes passed.

Shi Yan sat at the desk, waiting every minute and every second, until eleven o'clock, the dialog box remained silent.

…

Three o'clock in the morning.

The phone made a ding sound.

Shi Yan opened his eyes and almost immediately stood up to get the cell phone on the bedside table.

A new message.

Sheng Yuan:

[This transaction ends here.]