Feng Huaijin put on sunglasses, tucked one hand into his pocket, and walked in with his head down.
Once inside, the old doctor put on his reading glasses and said, "Young man, you should start taking care of your health early, you know? Staying up late and drinking coffee is inadvisable. Don’t be fooled by your thick hair; if you keep up these habits, you’ll end up like ."
Feng Huaijin silently looked at the old doctor’s head adorned with only a tuft of gray hair, recalling last night’s dream and becoming even more silent.
Su Li had been peeking at the doorway for over ten minutes when she suddenly noticed Feng Huaijin coming out.
Instantly, their eyes t.
Su Li felt a bit amused and greeted him, "Mr. Qi, fancy eting you here! Are you seeing the doctor?"
Feng Huaijin turned away and emphasized with three words, "I’m not sick."
With long strides, he walked out, and Su Li quickly chased after him.
She tiptoed and playfully stroked Feng Huaijin’s soft black hair, laughing, "Mr. Qi, you have a lot of hair, no need for a doctor."
Feng Huaijin gave her a cold glance, inwardly sneering.
Indeed, he had plenty of hair; just last night in his dream, she had locked him up in a monastery with that kid!
Su Li, enjoying the texture of his smooth hair, suddenly found herself intrigued.
Feng Huaijin’s face darkened, and he pulled Su Li’s hand away: "Su Li, do you think you’re petting a dog?"
Feeling displeased, Feng Huaijin reached out towards Su Li’s head of long hair.
He wasn’t just touching her hair; clearly, he intended to turn her silky long hair into a ss. Su Li yelped in pain and cradled her head to dodge his hand.
"You were happy just now? Stay put." Feng Huaijin watched her protect her dense long hair and coldly extended his long arm to pull her back.
When he caught her, Su Li bumped into his chest and quickly pleaded, "No, no, no, I won’t touch your hair next ti..."
Feng Huaijin remained unmoved.
Across the street, a middle-aged man stood beside a handso youth.
Xu Fuhai chuckled and said, "You know them, right, Heavenly Master? That young girl is Su Li, is the guy next to her her boyfriend?"
"The youth nowadays, flirting and bickering right on the street, tsk-tsk."
Xu Fuhai, looking at the man in the black suit, only saw a back view, yet felt he was no ordinary, sowhat familiar.
Ji Xuewei stood with hands behind beside Xu Fuhai, her expression cold and aloof.
Ji Xuewei took out her phone, snapped a photo, and sent it via WeChat to Mo Si Huang.
[Ji Xuewei: Senior Brother, I saw Su Li with Feng Huaijin again.]
[Mo Si Huang: Hmm.]
Ji Xuewei looked at Mo Si Huang’s indifferent response, feeling a bit helpless.
Is that all his reaction?
Xu Fuhai added, "Heavenly Master, shall we head to the school? We might spot Xiao Shuang."
This morning the Heavenly Master accompanied to inspect that piece of land, the survey results were not bad—not likely to earn a lot but should make a small profit.
Because there was sothing to discuss with Shen Shuang, and coincidentally the second parent-teacher eting was to be held for Shen Shuang in the afternoon, they ca together.
And who would have thought they’d coincidentally run into Su Li and the others.
Ji Xuewei sighed and withdrew her gaze from Su Li, saying, "Forget it, let’s go see Shen Shuang at school."
Senior Brother, oh Senior Brother, don’t you even want to fight for one last chance? The more you hesitate to confront, the more you’ll end up hurting yourself.
After Xu Fuhai and Ji Xuewei left, Su Li, feeling aggrieved, hugged her head and angrily shouted, "No more touching! My hair has fallen out a lot!"
Leaning aside, Feng Huaijin’s voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of amusent, "Doesn’t it still look good?"
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