Connected, at the moment I heard Feng Chengjin’s voice, Gu Zixuan couldn’t help but sneer, "You still have the nerve to call." Feng Chengjin had already returned home, and after resting for an hour or so, he got up, washed up, and had breakfast. He was clearly on his way to the company at this moment. Sitting in the black leather back seat of the Bentley Mulsanne, Feng Chengjin was dressed in an exceptionally elegant suit, with a Breguet watch gleaming with silver metallic sheen on his wrist. He flipped through the financial newspaper with one hand while glancing up at his driver Old Song who was smiling at him in the rearview mirror. Weiwei turned her face slightly. He chuckled softly, "Why can’t I call?" "Why are you giving Liang Yichao such a lousy idea?" His voice was gentle, making Gu Zixuan unable to lose her temper and causing her to blush even more. In the air, Feng Chengjin seemed to sense things intuitively, pausing his fingertips flipping through the newspaper, his smile deepened, "Did he really send it over that fast?" Upon confirming, Gu Zixuan raised her voice, "Feng Chengjin! You’ve just left less than four hours ago, can you stop flaunting that you were here last night? Besides, is there anyone like you? Sending a dog to torment me is one thing, but you also encouraged Liang Yichao to send a dog too, Weiwei doesn’t even keep pets, are you trying to exhaust me?" Gu Zixuan gritted her teeth, and Feng Chengjin’s smile deepened, "Miss Yu’s dog doesn’t need you to take care of it, doesn’t someone else take care of it?" Mentioning Yu Yuanshen, Gu Zixuan gritted her teeth even harder, "Feng Chengjin!" Feng Chengjin chuckled, fearlessly saying, "It’s not entirely my fault. You have to understand that Young Master Liang couldn’t get in last night, he froze outside all night. When I went down, he actively sought me out, and I told him how to get more interaction with Miss Yu out of pity. Gu Zixuan, are you living stably at Miss Yu’s house considering Miss Yu’s and Young Master Liang’s feelings?" In a flash, on the phone, Gu Zixuan blushed. However, this didn’t mean she couldn’t hear Feng Chengjin’s implication. With a flushed face, she gritted her teeth, "Do you think I don’t understand what you’re saying about it being inconvenient for you to come over every day?" Being called out, Feng Chengjin turned his head, his smile deepening, "Did I say that?" "That’s exactly what you think!" Realizing the conversation tone with Feng Chengjin was becoming more flirtatious, Gu Zixuan blushed and said, "I have something to do, hanging up." She quickly tried to end the call. Feng Chengjin quickly said, "Wait." Gu Zixuan paused her hand. After a long time, Feng Chengjin gently curled his lips and said, "I like the clothes... very much." The source of this content ɪs N0veI.Fiɾe.net Feng Chengjin spoke very slowly. Gu Zixuan completely understood, especially staring at the clothes she could see right then, her face turned as red as a boiled crab. This should be the first time Feng Chengjin so clearly expressed liking these words, the day after the two shared a bed. It’s just... Is she really twenty-six, and Feng Chengjin really thirty-four? Why does Gu Zixuan feel that this sensation is even more heart-racing and face-warming than a first love? Too embarrassed to say anything, she truly regretted taking so long to hang up, muttering, "You’re overthinking it; I iron clothes for Brother Yu too." Then she hung up with a "snap." The dial tone came, one could imagine Gu Zixuan’s expression at that moment, knowing she was framing him, Feng Chengjin held the phone, his fingers lightly rubbing it, his smile growing broader. In the front row, driver Old Song truly couldn’t hold back much longer, his smile full as he glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Did you spend the night at Miss Gu’s place last night, sir?" Feng Chengjin shook the finance paper open, glanced ahead, neither confirmed nor denied, just silently lowered his gaze to start reading the English-only newspaper, a light smile tugging at his lips. After a while, Old Song became more certain of something, heaving a sigh of relief and saying, "That’s good, that’s good," at the same time, couldn’t help but hand over the schedule Qin Nuo sent this morning. "Sir, here’s the schedule for important events in the next two weeks, other meetings and such are considered regular, only next weekend, madam wants you to return to the old mansion, probably... to meet with Miss Qi." Upon hearing this, Feng Chengjin looked at the schedule in his hand, thinking about Gu Zixuan, his brows furrowed deeply. He scanned around, wanting to say he’s not going back. But then pausing, thinking of Gu Zixuan’s bare fingers at that moment, some emotions deeply swirled in his eyes, he nodded, "Okay, I’ll go back." "Okay." Though Old Song didn’t understand what his employer was thinking, he felt reassured. Placing the schedule on the front passenger seat, Old Song gripped the steering wheel, put his foot on the gas pedal, and smoothly drove towards the company. In the bedroom, facing Feng Chengjin’s last words, Gu Zixuan’s face was burning and speechless, focusing her gaze on the dust bag, she felt even more unbearably flushed. This damned man! Mocking her! That line must have been a joke on her! Ironing clothes... expecting her to do laundry and ironing in the future, is impossible! But upon reflecting, what Feng Chengjin said also made sense, Weiwei is already 28 this year and hasn’t married yet. And initially she had nowhere to go due to a divorce, the divorce is now final... Gu Zixuan bit her lip in contemplation, feeling a bit strange as to why Feng Chengjin could so recklessly express his feelings to her. Does he really not care about his reputation at all? Is it just because he likes a woman that he can act ? Outside the door, at the entrance left slightly ajar by Gu Zixuan, a tall figure was visible through the gap. Yu Yuanshen held a glass of lemon honey water in his hand; he had come to deliver the water and accidentally heard the entire content of the phone conversation. The arrival of Feng Chengjin, the unique way of ironing clothes, and Gu Zixuan’s unmistakable shyness... His silhouette petrified, his steps like lead unable to move, in his eyes, some shallow ripples trembled. Mixed with some watery hues. After a pause, facing Yu Wei who came out yawning, he asked puzzledly, "Huh, brother, why don’t you go in?" Yu Yuanshen lifted his gaze, saying nothing about whether it was anger or disappointment, cast a glance at Yu Wei, then quickly descended the stairs with the cup of water. When Gu Zixuan heard the noise and came out, she saw Yu Wei’s dazed expression. "It’s just a matter of keeping another dog, is he so mad about it?" Gu Zixuan had a jolt in her heart, clearly understanding something, "Yu... Brother Yu was just outside?" "Yes, he came to bring you some water, halfway through, I don’t know why he left." Before Yu Wei could finish her sentence, hearing Er Gouzi barking crazily on the second-floor balcony after seeing her shadow, she sighed helplessly, opened the glass door, and started taking care of the lord dog sent by Liang Yichao! Gu Zixuan, however, looked downstairs with trembling eyes, heart aching and speechless... From the next day, Gu Zixuan and Yu Yuanshen fell into a frenzy of dog battles. Especially the dog sent by Liang Yichao, it was quite lively. If Demon was a proud and handsome one, too excited to stop, then Er Gouzi was the great demon king capable of causing havoc in the house. The two dogs, not to mention arguing and fighting every day at home, could create an uproar, making the ears numb. Everyone at home knew Liang Yichao’s real intentions. Therefore, the routine morning dog walking turned into Yu Wei and her not wanting to get up, and Yu Yuanshen going to walk the dogs. Gu Zixuan just watched as Liang Yichao walked in through the door, even though she was present, and in fear of offending Brother Yu again, she would steadfastly watch over Weiwei, ensuring Liang Yichao couldn’t do anything, but it didn’t stop Liang Yichao from attempting to make advances on Yu Wei whenever possible. She didn’t want to get up, so Yu Wei went to walk the dogs. Yu Yuanshen would follow out within 5 minutes after Yu Wei left. Liang Yichao really wanted to take Yu Wei to the bushes where no one was around but had no chance; he could only come unknowingly to Yu Wei when Yu Yuanshen was at work and both Yu Wei and she were at home, and took the opportunity to make advances. The only possible outcome was for her to go walk the dogs. Because she really couldn’t handle two such free-spirited dogs, Yu Yuanshen would have no choice but to follow along to leash them. At home, it was regularly and inevitably left empty for Yu Wei while it remains unknown whether Liang Yichao accomplished anything with Yu Wei. Gu Zixuan felt very sorry, especially after that day, the silence between her and Yu Yuanshen grew. She knew she should tell Brother Yu something; what she intended as a goodwill gesture to wait a couple of days until everyone calmed down a bit turned into her intentionally concealing harmful intentions. So almost every time, before she could speak, Brother Yu would just turn and leave. Yu Yuanshen remained uncommunicative. Even besides ordinary living exchanges, he watched over Yu Wei to prevent Liang Yichao from succeeding. The number of times Brother Yu came over also dwindled, and the time he stayed grew shorter. On the early morning of the fourth day, she watched as Brother Yu went to walk the dogs again; she quickly changed clothes and followed along all the way to Jiangbin Park. Yu Yuanshen did not speak the whole way. She paused and finally couldn’t resist grabbing his clothes, "Brother Yu..." Yu Yuanshen stopped in his tracks; perhaps at this moment, he felt desolate, so desolate that there were no words. Gu Zixuan could clearly see his slender fingers gripping the dog chain, gripping so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Gu Zixuan’s heart suddenly ached with an indescribable warmth, "Brother Yu..." In the air, his calm yet heavy voice came, "I don’t want to listen..."