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A gentle warmth filled the space between the two, and the air was filled with pink bubbles.
Looking up, Liu Qingxi seemed to see pink petals falling gently, swaying softly in the wind as they drifted down.
She leaned against the boy, feeling his body warmth and listening to his heartbeat.
With him, there was nothing to worry about; his broad shoulders provided her with a deep sense of security.
Although her mental age was already over twenty, and although Yang Yichen was the same age as this body, he did not possess any of the boyish naivety. Instead, he was a steadfast support.
With the girl’s soft body in his embrace, Yang Yichen once again resolved to protect her for a lifetime.
It was not just because of her strength but also due to her optimistic attitude in the face of any hardship. She was a ray of sunshine in his dark life, and being with her made him feel at ease.
In his memories, he had never encountered someone who made him open his heart and be willing to give so much.
Suddenly, Yang Yichen furrowed his brows. Why did he feel a sense of nostalgia? Upon further reflection, his mind went blank.
But he had only been alive for fourteen years; how could he have such a profound feeling? And it wasn’t just once; there were thoughts of various weapons and some incredible tools.
Why did he have this sensation? Every time he designed blueprints, it felt as if he had done it before, yet there was no memory of having done so. Where did this familiarity come from?
Sensing the boy's sudden tension, Liu Qingxi dazedly reached out her delicate hand to gently smooth his furrowed brow. "What's wrong?"
Yang Yichen quickly snapped back to reality. "It's nothing. Let's go see what Mother is preparing to eat."
Fearing that Liu Qingxi would press for more details, he swiftly changed the subject.
In the front yard, the youth who walked out together made the Wen family chuckle inwardly.
"Cough cough, come eat," said Wen Family. At the dining table sat three people: Yang Yichen on the left side and Liu Qingxi on the right, resembling a family of three.
"Ah?" Liu Qingxi tapped her head, wondering why such thoughts kept popping up.
However, since she had confirmed her feelings with Yang Yichen, it seemed like an inevitable matter.
Hearing Liu Qingxi's exclamation, Yang Yichen and the Wen Family simultaneously looked up at her and asked in unison, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing at all." Could she really share the chaotic thoughts that had just crossed her mind? Of course not.
The meal continued with her feeling somewhat distracted, as if sitting on pins and needles. After what felt like an eternity, Yang Yichen stood up and said, "I'll walk you home."
On the long road, groups of people carried burdens and baskets, hustling for their livelihoods.
The wind lifted her hair and swayed her skirt. The young girl began to reveal her curves, with bright eyes and long eyelashes, stirring a sudden impulse in the young man to kiss her.
There is always an end to the road; Yang Yichen wished time would stop so he could walk alongside her forever, until they reached the end—white out—until they could no longer move, sharing their lives together.
Watching Liu Qingxi enter her home, Yang Yichen slowly turned to leave. Just once or twice was fine, but as it happened more frequently, rumors naturally began to circulate in the village about the two of them.
However, most of it was blessings: "Young Master Yang and Miss Liu are a match made in heaven. Just look at them; the man is handsome and the woman is beautiful. One is a Juren lord, and the other is so capable."
"Yes, they look good together."
Liu Qingxi was completely unaware of these whispers. Yang Yichen had heard some of it but wouldn’t discourage the voices wishing them well; instead, he encouraged them.
He couldn't wait to settle down with Liu Qingxi and tie their lives together.
After sending Liu Qingxi back, he hurried back to his study to continue dealing with unfinished business, including suppressing Wandehai.
Compared to targeting Yang Bingshan, this time the trend was more aggressive. It was unforgivable for Wandehai to use such insidious means against a girl that could ruin her life.
He wanted Wandehai to experience even greater pain.
Yang Yichen exuded a fierce aura, and the Letter in his hand turned to dust, scattering into the air and disappearing.
"Heh heh heh." He laughed coldly. One scheme had failed, yet Wandehai still dared to plot?
"All stores will lower their prices and launch products similar to the Yang Family's."
A price war was the most harmful strategy, detrimental to both sides; it was a last resort, but he couldn't care less. He didn't want Wandehai to have it easy for even a moment. As for the money lost, what did that matter? It could be earned back.
At Wan Mansion, Wandehai was in a state of panic. Not long ago, he had mocked his old rival Yang Bingshan, but what happened now? Before he could finish laughing, retribution had come knocking at his door.
In the backyard, Liu Qingzhi was being picky and throwing things when she was displeased. It had only been a few days, and Wandehai had already neglected her; neither of them had come to see her.
"Do you all think that just because the master isn't here, you can ignore me?"
"Let’s go ahead." If he wouldn't come to her, could she not go to him?
Liu Qingzhi, with a belly five or six months along, hurried out to find Wandehai.
The maid behind her quickly followed: "Auntie, please slow down; take care of the baby."
If something happened to Liu Qingzhi's baby under their watch, it would likely cost her life.
"Master, Master, you don't like me anymore; even the servants are bullying me." She used her usual method of acting spoiled, but this time it didn't work as effectively as before.
Wandehai suppressed his anger: "Be good now; there are many matters at hand. I'm quite busy right now. After this is over, I will make it up to you and take good care of our child."
But Liu Qingzhi was not pleased. She twisted her waist and tugged at Wandehai's sleeve without letting go: "No, no! Master, come with me to the garden to see the flowers. They are blooming now; when can we handle these matters?"
Wandehai didn't want to respond, but Liu Qingzhi persisted.
"Enough!" Wandehai finally couldn't contain his anger any longer. Business had already suffered a heavy blow, and he was overwhelmed; Liu Qingzhi's lack of understanding only added fuel to the fire.
He could not afford to waste any more patience.
"Take Aunt Branch away. Keep an eye on her, and don't let her out unless necessary. Stay with the child."
Liu Qingzhi was so shocked by the anger that she was left speechless.
In a daze, she was pulled away by the servants.
By the time she regained her senses, she had already returned to her courtyard, the gate locked from the outside. This piece of land felt like a cage, trapping her deeply.
"Ah, no! I want to go out! Master!"
But no matter how hard she knocked, no one dared to open the door.
What a joke; the master had given orders. With so many business matters at hand, Aunt Branch was getting old and clumsy in her work. He wouldn't let anyone out until he finished his tasks.
But would he really finish? This opponent was clearly very formidable, making him feel quite troubled.
He had thought it would be a matter that could be resolved quickly, but it dragged on for ten days, escalating further and further, becoming increasingly problematic.
Madam Wan was pleased with this development; of course, her secret plotting had not diminished at all because of it.
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