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Lin Han'er nervously watched Xing Mo Yang's back as he slowly left the room. His chest was actually aching from the pressure.

"Han, don't worry." Du Sheng walked up to Lin Han'er's side and placed the tray on the table. Watching her drink the thin porridge without the slightest hint of color, the sense of loss in his heart gradually rose.

The two people in the room were both thinking about something. On the surface, they were smiling, but only they knew that a single person had intruded into their originally blissful and warm lives.

One month later

The bright sunlight shone down on the black Ferrari, reflecting a blinding light. Today was the day that Xing Family's eldest daughter, Xing Xuan, returned home. Lin Han'er and Xing Mo Yang had come to the airport to pick her up.

"Snowflake, you've become even more plump after one month." Xing Mo Yang sat at the back of the carriage and joked with Lin Han'er in front of him. Seeing that her complexion had returned to how it was before, the worry in her heart lessened by quite a bit.

Lin Han'er paid no attention to the voices behind her. She gripped the steering wheel with both hands, her watery eyes staring straight ahead, but the wrinkles at the corners of her mouth exposed her good mood.

"It's the Eldest Miss." The sharp-eyed Lin Han'er saw Xing Xuan waiting outside the airport entrance and shouted out in excitement.

Xing Xuan had always been on good terms with her, especially during the year that Xing Mo Yang had been overseas. Not only did they write letters to each other, they even secretly met from time to time.

"Hmph." Xing Mo snorted coldly. He didn't understand why Lin Han'er and his little sister were so close, but he was still very happy to see his most beloved Xing Xuan return home.

Ignoring Lin Han'er's excited gaze, Xing Mo Yang walked past her and headed in her direction.

Nearby, Xing Xuan was standing at the entrance, her luggage tied to her shoulders. Her purple dress fluttered in the wind from time to time.

"Xing Xuan." Xing Mo Yang looked at his adorable little sister and smiled as he called out to her.

"Brother …" "Why did you only just come to pick me up?" Xing Xuan wore a grumbling expression as she bent down and rushed to Xing Mo Yang's side, her head lowered. She forced herself into his arms.

"Naughty, you! You don't know more about going home than I do. " He rubbed the tip of Xing Xuan's small nose. It was as if the smile on his face could only be displayed in front of this little sister.

"Humph, you're still saying that!? "You don't know how to feel sorry for me. You didn't even tell me when you got home this long and you even left me alone abroad." Xing Xuan pouted as she complained to Xing Mo Yang. However, her eyes were focused behind him, hoping to see the person she was thinking about.

"Han'er …" Xing Xuan happily shouted as she unceremoniously ran to Lin Han'er's side and tightly hugged her. However, their eyes were glued to a spot where they couldn't see Xing Moyang and Lin Han'er, staring at the ground in disappointment.

"You! We're finally back! " Like a big sister, Lin Han'er lightly patted Xing Xuan's back. She suddenly felt an icy gaze on her, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a black aura covering Xing Mo Yang's face.

Lin Han'er suppressed her disappointment and released Xing Xuan from her arms.

In Xing Moyan's eyes, he was just a servant. There was no way for him to be together with Xing Xuan, who wanted to become a friend.

"Hehe, young miss, get on the carriage!" This made Xing Xuan look as if she was deliberately teasing him. However, only Xing Moyang could hear his icy gaze. The woman in front of him had already distanced herself from her younger sister.

Inside the car, the exhausted Xing Xuan fell into a deep sleep in the back seat. In order to give her a larger space to rest, Xing Mo Yang came to the first passenger seat and sat beside Lin Han'er.

"Wound, are you feeling better?" Xing Mo Yang looked outside the window as he spoke to Lin Han'er beside him.

The hand holding the steering wheel suddenly trembled slightly, but it was quickly controlled by the owner of the two hands.

"Better." Lin Han'er's pale, bloodless face caused the man beside her to be captivated by the scene before her.

"Very good." Xing Mo Yang's stubborn resistance gave rise to a sudden sense of concern for her. His heart twisted as he thought about how to take care of this woman who hadn't been nourished in a long time at night.

The three of them returned to the Xing Family manor at a steady pace. Unlike last time, when Xing Mo Yang had returned, Xing Xuan's return didn't have any grand ceremony. Only a few close family and friends came to welcome her back.

"Xuan'er, hurry and let Mommy see. It's been so long since we last met, you're really getting more and more beautiful." Yin Fenglin proudly said. Xing Xuan in her arms was practically a replica of herself when she was young. She couldn't help but feel pleased with herself.

Xing Xie had been standing at the top of the stairs, watching Xing Xuan's return with cold eyes. From his point of view, Xing Xuan was never more valuable than a son, so there wasn't much reason for them to welcome her.

"Dad, I missed you so much." When Xing Xuan saw her father upstairs, she grabbed her skirt and ran up the stairs. Just as she was about to hug Xing Xie, she froze in place.

"En, it's good that you're back. Don't be too tired. Young master Ming Yuan will come to our house to visit. You should go rest and get ready. Don't get too tired and lose face for the Xing Family. "

Xing Xie said indifferently to Xing Xuan. He couldn't help but be moved by the look in her eyes. However, the expression on his face was still cold and unchanged.

"Xing Xuan is tired. Tell her to go see some gongzi or whatever. We'll talk about this later." It was unknown when Xing Mo Yang had arrived beside the two of them. He looked coldly at Xing Xie's icy attitude, his heart filled with anger.

"My decision can't be changed." Xing Xie slammed the crutch in his hand onto the ground. The atmosphere in the hall instantly turned stiff. "Aoo …" No one dared to make a sound, afraid that they would be affected by this unexpected anger.

"Hey hey, what are you guys doing? Xuan'er has finally returned home. " Yin Fenglin hurried out to smooth things over. In her opinion, Xing Xie shouldn't be dissatisfied with Xing Mo Yang because she had designed everything so that he could become the company's president. However, as the company's largest shareholder, Xing Xie still held a lot of weight.

"Xuan'er, listen to mother. Tomorrow, we'll see young master here." Yin Fenglin knew that this Young Master Wen was the son of a member of the Political Committee of the city. Although he no longer had business experience, he still had good results in politics. If he could marry them in the future, it would definitely increase the status of the Xing Family in this city.

"Alright, I understand." Xing Xuan lowered her head and said dejectedly. Just as she turned her petite body to leave the suffocating hall, a shadow nearby shook her heart, which should have been filled with disappointment.

Du Sheng walked in from outside. When he heard that Xing Xuan had returned, he was also extremely happy in his heart. She knew that she and Lin Han'er were good friends. Long ago, he had been very fond of this young miss, this little sister without any airs.

"Du Sheng, you saw me coming back, so you didn't even bother to greet me." Xing Xuan avoided a few relatives and friends who greeted her and directly walked in front of Du Xiangyang.

"Hehe, First Miss." Du Sheng looked at Xing Xuan walking over with a faint smile on his face. He saw the displeasure on her face, as if he had done something wrong and offended her.

"What big miss, you have to call me Xuanxuan like Han'er." Xing Xuan said unhappily, oblivious to the complicated gazes behind her.

The two of them were still arguing, but Du Sheng understood that there was still a gap between them. No matter what Xing Xuan said, he would always treat her with a smile. Lin Han'er stood in the distance, watching the two's conversation. She felt a little depressed in her heart. She wanted so much to join in and talk freely with them. But... The person behind her had locked her in place.

"Snowflake, come with me." Xing Mo Yang could see the desire in Lin Han'er's eyes. He suddenly wanted to pull her away from this place and command her from behind in a cold voice.

When Lin Han'er heard Xing Mo Yang's voice, she turned around in despair. The desire in her eyes had turned to ice in an instant. She didn't want to be warm with this person.

Following his footsteps, she went from the downstairs hall to the upstairs study. Lin Han'er was somewhat afraid, worried that he might do something to her.

"Has the wound completely healed?" Xing Moyan asked Qin Lie in a low voice as she sat in her boss's chair and read through the information.

"Better." Lin Han'er stood in front of the table and stared at the top of Xing Mo Yang's head as she expressionlessly replied.

"Then... Is that all? "

Xing Mo Yang lifted his head, his eyes filled with desire. These were the eyes that Lin Han'er feared he would see. His hands shook violently in the middle of the table's cover.

"I don't understand. What do you mean?" Pretending not to understand what Xing Moyang was saying, Lin Han'er turned around to flee.

The sound of hurried footsteps behind her could be heard. Lin Han'er felt a masculine scent assail her from behind, then she fell into a fiery embrace.

"Let go, what do you want to do?" Lin Han'er twisted her body.

Seeing Lin Han'er's pale face, Xing Mo Yang suddenly wanted to let go of the woman in his arms, but unfortunately, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang.

A wave of anger gradually formed in his mind, because after snatching Lin Han'er's phone, he realized that it was Du Sheng calling.

"What are you doing?" Return my phone. " Lin Han'er yelled angrily, immediately launching an attack on the dark-faced Xing Mo Yang in front of her.

But after all, Lin Han'er had rested in the hospital for too long, and her wounds hadn't completely healed yet. Although she was enduring the pain, the strength of her punches and kicks had decreased by quite a bit.

To Xing Mo Yang, who also knew combat techniques, this was undoubtedly a cool breeze that brushed past his face.

"You …" Lin Han'er watched as Xing Mo Yang grabbed her hand and pulled her into his embrace.

Xing Mo Yang's thin and soft lips pressed against Lin Han'er's snow-white neck.