Ou Jue looked at the thin clothing on the little girl and directly unbuttoned his coat, wrapping her completely in his embrace, then held her tightly.
The warm breath spread through her entire body, with the scent unique to Ou Jue lingering around.
"Ou Jue?"
"Nothing." His voice ca from above Xiyan’s head, low and hoarse, "I just suddenly wanted to hold you."
"Is there anything else?" Xiyan spoke softly, "That can’t be your only reason for suddenly coming to find in the middle of the night, right?"
It takes a twenty-minute drive between the Xia Family and the Ou Family.
"Nothing else." Ou Jue held her tighter, his tone sulky, sowhat domineering, "This one reason is enough, isn’t it?"
"It’s fine, you hold ." Xiyan was a bit helpless.
The ssy negative emotions from the day seed to have been temporarily relieved.
Xiyan hid in his embrace, wrapped warmly in his coat.
At this mont, it was just them.
Ou Jue loosened his hold, lifted Xiyan’s chin, his voice slightly hoarse, "Do you bla ?"
He was referring to the matter of hiring soone to impersonate Mr. Ling to expose Susan, which instead led to Susan accusing him in return.
"Bla you for what?" Xiyan blinked and gave him a big hug, "Apart from my parents, you’re the person who treats the best in the whole world. Everything you do is to help , I understand, I understand it all."
Ou Jue’s back halted slightly.
The autumn wind blew, scattering his ink-black hair into a casual charm.
He looked down at the little girl in his arms, his thin lips slightly parted, and spoke softly, "Idiot."
"Hee hee hee."
"Stop laughing, it looks worse than crying."
"Then should I cry for you to see again?"
"Try it." Ou Jue hugged her tightly, "You’re not allowed to shed tears."
Xiyan: "..."
As long as you’re happy, boss.
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Country S.
It’s currently noon.
The large room was bright with sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
A man stood there, looking down at the bustling streets below.
His deep eyes looked out the window, showing a slightly bewildered expression.
The door was gently knocked, and soone walked in carrying food, "Mr. Chen, it’s ti for lunch."
He turned his head to look.
Even dressed in the most ordinary ho attire, he exuded an undeniable aura of elegance.
Looking past forty, there wasn’t a hint of arrogance about him, his expression calm, "I told you before, I want to return to Hua Country, why do you insist on keeping here?"
"Mr. Chen, why this sudden obsession of wanting to return to Hua Country? You just woke up, your body is still weak, you need to rest."
For what reason...
His pupils were sowhat scattered.
He didn’t know.
He only knew that last ti, on the television, he saw the program "Actor" and unexpectedly saw a face extrely familiar to him.
His heart imdiately surged with a longing to return to Hua Country.
But—
He couldn’t rember.
He couldn’t rember anything.
A dostic news segnt was being broadcast on the open television.
He looked down at the floor.
When nas like "Susan," "Xia Zhiyun," "Ou Jue" fell into his ears and entered his brain, his pupils suddenly shrank.
All the mories seed to flood back like a landslide.
And the person across hurriedly turned off the television, as if intentionally hiding sothing.
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PS:
[I found that many readers are too impatient. Every plot point I write has a purpose, and there’s a reason for writing like this. All the details are interconnected, please read with civility. Furthermore, Mr. Ling would absolutely not stand by Susan to get back at Xia Zhiyun.]
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