
Wei Jin's room was as handsome and calm as him. However, it was also very cold. There are a few books on the table. Besides, there's nothing else.
Wei Jin took off Mu Feng's clothes and walked into the bathroom to wash off the makeup that had been washed away by his tears. She tidied up her appearance and returned to a calm and calming appearance of Miss Wei before walking out.
There was a heater in the house, and Mu Feng's frozen limbs slowly warmed up. Her hair that had a thin layer of ice also started to dampen and stick to her temples.
At that moment, Mu Feng almost woke up. Thinking of Wei Jin, who had just cried out miserably, Mu Feng was annoyed and stood fixated on the ground.
When Wei Jin came out, he saw Mu Feng standing in the living room in a sorry state, not daring to move. He's pathetic and funny. The corner of Wei Jin's lips twitched without feeling.
“Sorry, hit me.” Seeing Wei Jin come out, Mu Feng looked at him closely. When he glanced at his puffy lips, Mu Feng's eyes darkened.
Wei Jin did not speak. He walked over to the table and brewed a cup of tea for Mu Feng. He placed it near the table and sat quietly on the sofa.
Mu Feng trembled in coldness, but he only dared to look at the steaming tea and not come forward.
After some time, Wei Jin finally looked at Mu Feng. “Come and drink.”
Only then did Mu Feng carefully bow and take a sip of tea. “I'm so sorry. I drank too much.”
“No problem.” Wei Jin's expression was calm, as if he wasn't the one who had just cried and cried. “It's late. Mr. Mu, if you're warm, come back early.”
Mu Feng frowned. It was fine if Wei Jin struck and scolded him, but he could not bear Wei Jin acting as if nothing had happened. It was as if he was just an insignificant person.
Mu Feng was about to speak when Wei Jin stood up. “I'll rest. I still have to eat with my boyfriend tomorrow. Your Lord, come back early. Please don't make it difficult for me.”
“What girlfriend?” Wei Jin's words pierced Mu Feng's heart like a knife that had been extinguished in an ice pond.
“CEO Jiang is my girlfriend.” Wei Jin stared straight at Mu Feng. Her beautiful eyes were even colder than the cold outside.
“You.” Mu Feng stood up, his silver hair was evil under the light. “Do you not like me at all?”
“CEO Jiang is young and promising, mature and steady. I like men like that.” Wei Jin stabbed the knife deeper. He did not want to give Mu Feng any hope.
The cold wind outside the door seemed to have flowed in. Mu Feng's tall figure swayed. “Alright, I understand.”
With that, Mu Feng turned around and left decisively. He walked to the door in a few steps, then gently closed the door and disappeared from Wei Jin's sight.
Inside the room, Wei Jin stood in place for a long time. Finally, he moved and grabbed the cup that Mu Feng drank. Only then did he realize that there was blood on his palm.
He did not know if Jiang Kui had pinched him or if he had pinched himself.
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In the manor, the lights are bright. A fire lit up in the fireplace, isolating the cold from the windows.
Xia Wanyuan tidied up the script in his hands. Behind him, Jun Shiling was massaging his shoulders.
“Bo Xiao has finally returned. Can you call them to eat on the fifteenth of every month?” After arranging the final thesis, Xia Wanyuan turned around.
“What are you doing?” Sensing Jun Shiling's small action, Xia Wanyuan smacked his hand angrily.
Jun Shiling clicked his tongue. “I've been massaging you for so long. Can't you give me some labor costs?”
A smile flashed across Xia Wanyuan's eyes. He suddenly stood up and ran to the drawer on the side. He took out a coin and handed it to Jun Shiling. “This, you've worked hard.”
Jun Shiling picked up the coin and suddenly grabbed Xia Wanyuan's wrist. However, the current Xia Wanyuan knew him very well. He nimbly took a step back and quickly ran to the door. “I'll sleep with Xiao Bao tonight. Good night.”
Looking at the empty room, Jun Shiling smiled bitterly. It seems like she did torture him too much last night.
Xiao Bao hid under a blanket and played with a small doll when the door was suddenly pushed open. Looking at Xia Wanyuan, Xiao Bao's eyes twinkled. “Mother!”
“I'll sleep with you tonight. Are you happy?” Xia Wanyuan walked forward and crawled into a blanket filled with the scent of milk.
“Happy ~” Xiao Bao bent down gently and was about to share her doll with Xia Wanyuan when the door opened again.
Jun Shiling came in. “I'll sleep with you tonight.”
Xiao Bao had a bitter expression as he quietly stuffed the doll back into the blanket.
Boohoo, can I throw Dad out?
Actually, he can't.
Xiao Bao's children's bed was more than enough for him to sleep alone. After entering three people, it seemed to be a bit crowded. Xiao Bao felt that the place was too crowded and was thrown around and rotated on the bed.
Not long after, Jun Shiling's feet touched something cold. Jun Shiling frowned and lifted the blanket. A cartoon doll was under his feet.
Jun Shiling took it with a dark expression. Xiao Bao, who had just rolled around, fell asleep in a second. He obeyed like the golden boy in the painting.
Xia Wanyuan smiled and hooked her finger at Jun Shiling. Jun Shiling lowered his head, and Xia Wanyuan peeked at his cheek and whispered, “Xiao Bao is sleeping. Let's sleep too.”
Looking at Xiao Bao, whose eyes were closed but still spinning, Jun Shiling snorted softly and said nothing more.
Sleep a good night.
The holidays are over. Beijing, which has been quiet during the New Year, is regaining its traffic.
At the same time, good news came from China.
Xia Wanyuan's design made it through the preliminary round of the international design competition and earned a ticket to the final.
International Design Competition is a heavyweight competition that is recognized by the fashion world and received world attention. Over the years, many designers in China have been nominated for this competition, but most of them return empty-handed.
The best result was the Gold Award won by the famous Chinese designer, Zou Man, three years ago. It once surprised China.
This time, Xia Wanyuan was successfully chosen. Everyone could not help but compare Xia Wanyuan to Zou Man, guessing how far Xia Wanyuan could go.