Feng Chengjin halted his steps, his body stiffening, but he didn’t turn back, "What is it?" Gu Zixuan’s heart trembled, but looking at Feng Chengjin, she didn’t know how to start. She said nothing, so after a moment’s pause, Feng Chengjin turned his face back. Looking at her, he gave a faint smile, "You just stay put, if you don’t feel like talking then don’t. I didn’t sleep well last night either, so take a rest now, remember to have breakfast. If you really don’t want to, just leave it. I have a bit of work to do, I’ll come down to accompany you when it’s almost lunchtime." With that, Feng Chengjin turned around and went upstairs. As the tall figure left, Gu Zixuan felt a slight pain in her heart, unable to articulate her feelings further. After going upstairs, Feng Chengjin locked himself in the study. As he passed the bedroom filled with photos of Gu Zixuan, he paused momentarily. Staring deeply for a moment, something like self-mockery outlined on his lips... He walked forward and closed the door of that bedroom again. Only then did he turn toward the study. He turned on the computer; the shareholders from the United States branch were already waiting for him in a video conference. As soon as the call connected, the leading person couldn’t help but frown and ask, "I.heard.that.the.main.company’s.director.of.an.electricity.to.cheat?.To.the.country.all.know?" "I heard that the main company’s director of an electricity e-commerce cheated? It’s known all over the country?" Feng Chengjin smiled as he opened the folder Qin Nuo had brought in the morning, reviewing the company’s annual financial report data, while addressing the screen, "Not hear, you are old news, she didn’t cheat, just normal divorce, and she will be my wife." "No, what you heard is old news, she didn’t cheat, just a normal divorce, and she will be my wife." Downstairs, rumors about He Qimo were flooding her phone. Gu Zixuan looked at those malicious words, all filled with condemnation toward He Qimo. Her eyes were getting wetter. But despite the tears, thinking about the man upstairs who had been silent since returning yesterday, some emotions were ultimately held back, and a slight shift occurred. Sure enough, Feng Chengjin came down when it was almost lunchtime. Seemingly not wanting the villa staff to see Gu Zixuan’s state and gossiping, Feng Chengjin hadn’t let any servants come in to disturb. When he came down, the living room was cold and quiet, with only Gu Zixuan and Demon. And a dog, because it was too noisy, had been locked out on the balcony by Feng Chengjin, now looking pitifully at Demon with an arrogant little black face, Angela. Nearly collapsing face. Coming down, Feng Chengjin showed no particular expression. After seeing Gu Zixuan, he slightly lifted the corners of his lips, "Hungry? What do you want to eat?" The ever-gentle tone made Gu Zixuan’s heart tremble even more painfully, lowering her eyelashes, she softly said, "Anything..." Feng Chengjin nodded, turned, and went to the kitchen, rolling up his shirt sleeves, revealing strong forearms. He took fresh fish, fruits, and vegetables from the fridge and started making food. His tall figure looked nice, especially when Feng Chengjin wore a white shirt, with an indescribable air of elegance and nobility, like a king from a distant land. But that silent tranquility remained... The meal was soon ready, it was the kind of Western food Gu Zixuan liked to eat. However, considering she might not eat much, Feng Chengjin didn’t make a lot, even omitting wine knowing she wasn’t in the mood. He made her a portion of creamy corn soup, just for her to drink. He himself drank water. The meal was eaten in silence and quiet. Aside from the crisp collision of cutlery with the plate and Feng Chengjin occasionally helping Gu Zixuan cut meat, there was nothing else. Feng Chengjin’s gaze remained quietly lowered all along. Feng Chengjin silently cleared the plates and other items, carrying them to the sink for washing. But a sudden surge of unspeakable sorrow welled up in Gu Zixuan’s eyes at the moment. Through the shimmer of water, she quietly watched him. Feng Chengjin adjusted the water flow, quietly washing the dishes. The foam slipped from his long fingers, and she watched him wash each dish, rinsing them clean and placing them on the dish rack. His bent posture resembled the ideal homemaker husband. In a daze, she recalled the playful conversations they had after dinners when they lived in the Shangpin Yuncui house. "Gu Zixuan: ’From now on, you cook, I wash the dishes.’ Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on ɴovelfire.net Feng Chengjin chuckled, with a strong sense of indulgence: ’You don’t have to cook or wash dishes, just tell me what you want to eat.’ Gu Zixuan: ’Why? By spoiling me , are you trying to make me have only you in my heart?’ Feng Chengjin’s smile was warm: ’Do you still want someone else in the future? Zixuan, I can indulge you in everything else, but there’s one thing I won’t concede, I can only be the one and only.’ At this moment, looking at Feng Chengjin’s silence again... Gu Zixuan’s eyes welled up with warmth and trembled deeper. After a pause, she stepped forward, hugging Feng Chengjin from behind, wrapping her arms around his waist. Her whole body pressed against his back. Feng Chengjin’s body subtly... stiffened. His eyes, which had been dull for two days, finally showed a trace of color. After a long wait, he slightly curled his lips, though not quite a smile, and said, "Why are you holding me? Go rest, wasn’t yesterday already exhausting for you, you..." Gu Zixuan couldn’t hold back and began to sob, "Chengjin, I’m sorry..." Feng Chengjin was stunned by these words, unable to reply. Gu Zixuan paused for a moment, then continued, "I know you’re more upset than I am. Let’s not talk about how He Qimo took the letter and hid it from me all those years ago, and how he allowed his mother and sister to bully me all these years. You will never forgive him for those things. In this matter, you did so much before and after. Qin Nuo told me you stayed up two nights in a row without sleeping, even fainted from low blood sugar, and in the end, it was him who solved it. The one protecting me wasn’t you..." Feng Chengjin’s eyelashes trembled, his body rigid. Gu Zixuan’s voice was even more pained, "But it’s only because it hurts that he freed me in such a way. Chengjin, I won’t change my mind because of this, nor would I fail to understand your efforts. In fact, I know you have done no less than he has, only more. I know it all, I... only love you." This last sentence wasn’t loud. But it seemed to instantly collapse all of Feng Chengjin’s inner defenses, his tense posture slowly relaxing in his shoulders. After a moment, in the air, he softly sighed, washed the foam off his hands, and wiped them dry with a clean towel beside. Quietly turning around, he embraced her. Holding Gu Zixuan in his arms, that long-lost warmth, even though it had been just a day and a night, moved them both deeply, as if several centuries had passed. Resting his chin on the top of Gu Zixuan’s head, he kissed her hair softly and smiled warmly, "I’m not sad, Zixuan, you overthink. It’s just that the person you’re sad about is him, and I didn’t know how to comfort you." Despite his words, Gu Zixuan understood that Feng Chengjin said this to ease her burden. Even more touched, she nodded without refuting, "I’m glad you’re not sad. Don’t worry, I am saddened because he went this far. I can’t forget it, and I’ll remember it for a lifetime. But I understand, that’s not love. I know in my heart who I love." Finishing this, Gu Zixuan hugged Feng Chengjin’s waist tighter. She buried her head deeper into his chest. Nothing could be a more direct confession than this. Feng Chengjin smiled, caressing her back with his hand, "Okay, go rest, I’ll finish washing the dishes." "Don’t wash them, come up... take a nap with me." When Gu Zixuan said this, her tone was a bit shy. Feng Chengjin paused for a moment, then understood, and smiled, nodding. Ignoring the sink full of dishes, he lifted Gu Zixuan horizontally and went upstairs. Back to the bedroom, he kicked the door open. He used his toes to close it again, and as he placed Gu Zixuan on the bed, he began unbuttoning his shirt one by one, as well as his belt, pants, and underwear... Of course, he didn’t spare Gu Zixuan from her clothes, taking over each piece... Anyway, with the issue of reputation resolved, she had the chance to marry him... Outside the window, Rong City was covered with a thin layer of snow. This kind of snow doesn’t settle, but it’s beautiful. Like the most spirited elves in the world, or the most sincere expression between lovers. Because no matter how cold the snow is, faced with someone who is so blazing that they will always put you first, falling on your heart, it melts away... Except for one thing...