In the glass room, there were sleeping babies, each one soft and pink, like flower buds waiting to bloom. The sky-blue baby clothes accentuated their little white feet. The children were young, ranging from newborns to six or seven months old. Gu Zixuan felt her heart melting at the sight. For a moment, she completely forgot all the awkwardness from the journey and the purpose of today. In her excitement, she said in a small voice, "Oh, that baby seems to be waking up!" "Look, he’s kicking his legs." Gu Zixuan was fond of it. Her trembling gaze made Feng Chengjin turn to look at the woman beside him, and he couldn’t help but smile gently. He finally let out a sigh of relief from somewhere deep inside. With his heart sinking, he thought about the scene where Yu Yuanshen almost made Gu Zixuan turn and leave. Only then did he find some peace of mind. At the same time, a vague irritation towards Yu Yuanshen arose in his mind. When he knew that Gu Zixuan loved him, the last line of defense in his heart had been breached. Three days of contemplation and the feelings spreading inside him made him very sure of one thing: he wanted her, and he would do whatever it took to marry her. After all, she was his woman, and the person she wanted to marry was him too. That night, Gu Zixuan’s gift was a silent affirmation of their intimacy. He thought that coming today would bring them a step closer, and he planned to find the right moment to reveal the truth, to make her realize that she had been deceived by He Qimo for eight years. Perhaps the anger would expedite her divorce process. He would wait for her to naturally leave. If she struggled internally, unsure about whether to leave, he would also tell her that she only needed to submit the divorce petition and leave the rest to him. At worst, he would give all the stocks worth several billion to He Qimo, or help He Qimo a bit in his career. After all, as long as Gu Zixuan felt at ease with her conscience, and since he was retrieving his own wife, he didn’t feel guilty toward anyone, especially not He Qimo. Looking at the person beside him, he frowned slightly. Yu Yuanshen, always the love meddler, was indeed a troublemaker. Was he doomed to just watch longingly, dragging him along too? Seeing Gu Zixuan’s stubbornness, which was even more intense than he imagined after being provoked, Feng Chengjin furrowed his brows. Where should he start? Beside him, Gu Zixuan had no idea what Feng Chengjin was thinking. All she knew was how embarrassed she had been in front of Feng Chengjin today. In front of him, she asked if he liked her. Thinking of her stupid question, Gu Zixuan felt like her brain was malfunctioning. So she urgently needed to find a topic to disrupt the sense of awkwardness she felt inside her. Moreover, the babies in front of her were indescribably cute. Pulling at his suit jacket, she asked softly, "Are all these children orphans?" "Yes, they’re all orphans, but many children of this age get adopted. If someone abandons them and the orphanage learns about it, they’ll bring them over. Anyone who wants to adopt can come and handle the adoption paperwork," Feng Chengjin said truthfully, glancing down at her hand. "Is adoption very complicated?" "It’s manageable, but do you want to?" Feng Chengjin asked, frowning. Gu Zixuan was taken aback and quickly shook her head, saying, "I don’t want to, I was just asking." Her speechless attempt to find a topic made Feng Chengjin stare deeply at her, until after a while, he suddenly understood something. With a charming smile, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "If you really like them, just have one yourself." After speaking, he held the child who was sucking their thumb and turned back to the nursery class. Standing still, Gu Zixuan felt her spine tingling and trembling from the words he had whispered near her earlobe earlier. His words lingered in her mind, making her face flush and her heart throb inexplicably. Ah, this damn man, doesn’t he dislike her? Why is he still flirting with her? Therefore, for a long while, it didn’t matter to Feng Chengjin, but for Gu Zixuan, it seemed like an eternity of struggle. Feng Chengjin flirting with her meant he liked her. Feng Chengjin was just saying it, it was just her wishful thinking that Feng Chengjin liked her. Amidst her confusion, Gu Zixuan was constantly grappling with this question. Until she noticed she was staring at the children so intently it seemed she might bore a hole through them, a teacher, who hadn’t seen them before and seemed unaware of who brought them, defensively walked out and scrutinized her attire. Nervously looking at her, "Who are you? What are you here for?" Gu Zixuan was taken aback, her outfit causing her to feel embarrassed to the point of wanting to dig herself a hole for the second time today. She shook her head quickly and fled, "Nothing." The teacher glanced at Gu Zixuan’s back, nervously holding the baby and the bottle in her arms, and shook her head, saying. "These days, there are really so many people who lose their children and want to steal them?" Then she quickly went inside and firmly shut the baby room door. On the other side, although Gu Zixuan escaped quickly, she still heard the muttering. At that moment, even though she had never done anything so humiliating before, she was exasperated to the point of wanting to wallow. She walked into the kindergarten class and saw Feng Chengjin. She suddenly felt annoyed again and suspiciously thought for a while before taking out the black card to return it to him. After all, trying again wouldn’t hurt, maybe that earlier phone call was just a coincidence, right? After all, he hadn’t answered directly, had he? "Here, for you." Gu Zixuan walked up to Feng Chengjin. At this moment, Feng Chengjin had just returned a call to Qin Nuo and understood Qin Nuo’s reason for reaching out. He opened his phone’s email and was looking at the quarterly financial report for the Northern City branch sent by Qin Nuo. His fingers slid up and down, zooming in and out. He saw the black card brought close to his eyes by Gu Zixuan. His deep eyes hid a sly smile, and after a while, noticing Gu Zixuan’s slightly probing gaze, he suddenly smiled and pursed his lips. Turning away, without a word, he took out his wallet and put the black card back in. Then he lowered his eyes and continued looking at the financial report without saying a word to Gu Zixuan. With a lazy posture, he stood against the wall with one arm folded and the other holding the phone, not looking at anyone. Instantly, Gu Zixuan’s expression turned somewhat dazed. She twitched her lips, hardly able to believe it, just... gone like that? After a while, seeing Gu Zixuan hadn’t left yet, Feng Chengjin raised his eyes, somewhat "taken aback," and raised an eyebrow, "What’s up?" "Oh. Nothing." Coming to her senses, Gu Zixuan felt like she really wanted to transform into timi and wallow, or even find a scratch board to claw at... as she left, covering her forehead. Oh heavens, is she going to have a mental breakdown today? When Feng Chengjin finished looking through his email and replying, he came to find her again. She was watching a little girl about the same age as Youxuan playing with clay. Perhaps in this environment, any complex-minded person would return to their original peace, with a childlike innocence still intact. Or maybe, during her hospital stay, she practiced this skill extensively. Seeing the little girl struggling and seemingly about to cry, her heart immediately moved, and she went forward to help. Feng Chengjin watched, his deep eyes smiling, paused, and then walked forward, holding her shoulder, squatting beside them. The intimate gesture made Gu Zixuan instantly uncomfortable, and that suspicion came creeping back. But not long after, Feng Chengjin seemed to find the little girl adorable, pulled a chair to sit across from her, and even held the little girl completely in his arms, teaching her how to play with clay hand-in-hand. The almost completely doting uncle and little girl posture made Gu Zixuan feel like she was a 26-year-old married ’old cucumber,’ as the little girl didn’t mind being fully held by Feng Chengjin at all, while she herself was fussing over Feng Chengjin just casually resting a hand on her shoulder. Speechlessly choked up, Gu Zixuan felt her thoughts were truly about to dash across the South African savanna, part of a mass migration of animals... Thus, being greeted by Feng Chengjin amidst a group of teachers’ ambiguous smiles, he personally brought her a cup of water, making her think Feng Chengjin liked her. But then turning away, Feng Chengjin gave the gatekeeper grandpa a cup too, making her think Feng Chengjin didn’t like her. Not taking it seriously, Feng Chengjin circled around seemingly thirsty, came back, picked up her water cup, and drank it directly, making her think Feng Chengjin liked her. However, not waiting for her awkwardness, Feng Chengjin seemed to realize something, somewhat "taken aback", "Oh, this is your cup?" Updates are released by novel·fire.net She twitched her lips, well then, ignorance is innocence, Feng Chengjin doesn’t like her. Half the day later, Gu Zixuan felt she was really being messed with. Finally, unable to guess anything, Gu Zixuan simply gave up caring, who cares whether he likes her or not? Can liking her end with eating her up? Can not liking her end with burying her? Anyway, as long as she doesn’t let herself indulge in liking such a man, that’s good enough. At noon, as the weather gradually got hotter, Gu Zixuan washed her face clean and wore no makeup, taking off the punk-style jacket outside, leaving just the black tight sleeveless vest underneath, braiding her hair in a plait hanging to one side. At this moment, her delicate features, perfect figure, and even in simple black attire, the hard-to-conceal elegant temperament finally led the orphanage’s group of caregivers and teachers to vaguely understand why she appeared beside a man like Feng Chengjin. Too beautiful, with a smile gentle like a daffodil, and a pout like a little girl, and at this moment, playing with the children until she was slightly sweating, fanning herself with her graceful hand, slightly rising and falling, and a certain deeply contoured part inevitably attracting a man’s gaze...