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She comforted herself with all her might. When Xiao Yin came back, she still had a lot of chances to make him those things.

"What does' forget 'mean?" Ouyang Yu was not prepared to forget about it.

In her heart, she couldn't even compare to Le Dian Yin. What a failure.

"It's nothing, I just ate it!" Zhuo Nianfeng was in a bad mood. Although he spoke very generously, when he thought about how he had spent an entire night cooking snacks, he couldn't help but want to curse at this fellow just because he ate it.

"I'm your master, and everything you make is mine. Am I wrong to eat breakfast?" Ouyang Yu's hand suddenly rested on Zhuo Yanfeng's shoulder as his seductive face came close. "Aren't you being a little too distant from me?"

He had to remind her of his identity in time.

"It's my mistake, I just woke up …" His mind was in a mess, but … "That was a gift I brought for Xiao Yin …" Zhuo Yanfeng turned his head to look at the hand on his shoulder that was white as jade and said very cautiously.

Please, she had been careful to control her emotions, but he was still not satisfied.

"I swear, if I had a next life, I would definitely not like a little girl like you." Ouyang Yu placed a hand on her shoulder and pointed to the side, his voice carrying a faint hint of helplessness. "Look at your five o'clock position."

Zhuo Yanfeng slightly turned his head and saw a beautifully wrapped gift box placed at the back of the seat. Her beautiful bow was slightly shaking as if greeting her.

"Ouyang Yu, thank you …" Zhuo Yanfeng finally knew why he was unhappy. She turned her head in pleasant surprise and was about to thank him when a pair of rosy lips pressed down on her soft cheeks.

"OK, I accept your thanks." Ouyang Yu gave her a resounding kiss, his smile incomparably crafty.

Zhuo Yanfeng's originally grateful and happy expression immediately turned into a faint trace of anger.

This person … He really couldn't show any kindness at all!

In Crystal's presidential suite on the thirty-eighth floor, she opened the curtains just in time to see the morning light pouring out of the tall buildings.

"Look, I made it." Ouyang Yu smiled as he pointed at a crack in the building. "Every time I come here, I feel like I've been reborn just by looking at the sunrise." "Look, among so many tall buildings, the first ray of sunlight passed through so many obstacles and stumbled before you, as if saying, What a coincidence, you're also here."

Zhuo Yanfeng looked at the sunlight. Rebirth?

Was she feeling like she was being reborn?

"Or, hey, you finally came. I was waiting for you here." Ouyang Yu's lazy voice carried a trace of unnoticeable sadness as he spoke with a smile.

The sunlight slowly poured out and the sun's head trembled half out of the clouds.

Zhuo Yanfeng squinted his eyes, looking at the bright red sun without saying a word.

"After so many years, the only thing that has not changed is the sunrise here. That's why when you see it, you feel that nothing has changed, that everything can still return to its original place and start over."

After Ouyang Yu finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the young girl beside him. He said seriously, "Can you be like the sunrise here, quietly existing somewhere so that I can see you when I turn around?"

Zhuo Yanfeng silently looked at the sun until it was so blinding that people couldn't even open their eyes. He then turned his head and looked at Ouyang Ziyun. "Ouyang Yu, why are you so good to me?"

"Because I like it." There was a faint smile on his lips as he answered.

The morning light covered his face with a layer of faint radiance, making his face seem even more beautiful.

Such an outstanding man could use his face to swipe his card no matter where he went. No matter what, he would never lack admirers. Why … Why was he so good to her?

Was it for her future inheritance, or was it guilt?

If it's really because I like it...

The morning sun jumped in her eyes. Zhuo Yanfeng sighed and said in a muffled voice, "Don't be nice to me. I don't know how to repay you."

"I just want you to leave my side in shame." Seeing her lower her head, Ouyang Yu put his index finger on her forehead and smiled. "Idiot, I'm lying to you. There's no need to repay what Ouyang Yu is willing to do."

"But …" Zhuo Yanfeng felt even more uneasy.

No matter what was good for her, she would not be happy.

"There are no buts." Ouyang Yu bent down slightly and placed his fingers on her straight nose. His red lips parted slightly. "I was willing."

Willing and willing...

Zhuo Yanfeng raised his eyes and looked at him.

His eyes were as beautiful as gems, and they were filled with spring water that slowly flowed into her ice-cold heart.

He was willing to do it …

Ouyang Yuhui was willing to serve a little girl...

"Are you moved?" Ouyang Yu lightly scratched her nose and smiled slyly. "You're indeed a fool. This is how I swindle a little girl's feelings. Don't believe my words."

Hearing these words, Zhuo Nianfeng's heart was in an even worse state.

People like Ouyang Yu, who wanted to get whatever they wanted, would also have unknown troubles. They would also lower their heads and ask for what they wanted …

Zhuo Yanfeng struggled to shift his gaze away from his face as he kept telling himself in his heart that Ouyang Yu was very gentle to every girl. He was born to be emotional, so he mustn't be fooled by his low posture.

"Do you want to rest for another half a day? "Adjust the jet lag, then dress up beautifully and go to see Lego." Ouyang Yu asked, no longer teasing.

"No need. Can we go see him now?" When he thought of Xiao Yin, Zhuo Xinfeng immediately became anxious.

"Should I at least take a bath and change clothes?" Ouyang Yu pointed to the bathroom and said, "Someone has already prepared hot water and clothes for you. You can go in and relax."

If one ignored all other flaws, Ouyang Yuzhan was indeed a considerate and considerate man.

"Don't worry, I won't suddenly appear in the bathtub. Go." Seeing that Zhuo Yanfeng did not speak, a faint smile appeared in Ouyang Yu's eyes as he jokingly said this.

"I'll be fine soon." He turned around and walked back to the bathroom. A warm feeling rose in his heart.

Although he often referred to himself as "master", but most of the time, he was more like a meticulous big brother …

With Ouyang Yu like this, Zhuo Yanfeng didn't know how to react.

In the large bathtub full of petals, both his body and mind relaxed as the fatigue gradually dissipated. When he finished putting on his clothes and came out, he was already full of energy.

Ouyang Yu sat on the sofa and answered the call in fluent English.

When he saw Zhuo Yanfeng walk out, his eyes lit up slightly. He smiled and waved to him, gesturing for him to come over to his side.

Zhuo Nianfeng's hair was still dripping with water. Ouyang Yu quickly hung up and picked up the soft, dry towel by his side. He stood up, walked around behind her, and carefully wiped her hair.

"I was too impatient. If I didn't blow dry my hair, I would have run out." Ouyang Yu said with a smile as he wiped the water droplets off his hair.

His body stiffened due to his sudden gentle action. Zhuo Nianfeng wanted to say that he was a servant girl, but why was he so cautious as if he was a treasure?

In short, her current identity seemed to be the opposite. She had become a charming and domineering young miss of a rich family, and he was a little servant who had been bullied …

"Cough …" Look, because of his actions, Zhuo Yanfeng's throat didn't even feel comfortable. He awkwardly coughed, grabbed the towel in his hand, randomly rubbed his hair, and gave a stiff smile. "I'll do it myself …" "You're busy …"

"If you torture my hair like this, my heart will ache." Ouyang Yu snatched a towel from her hands and pouted his bright red lips. "It's rare to have such beautiful long hair. I was miserably ravaged by you."

"Ouyang …" "Young master …" Zhuo Yanfeng felt his scalp tingle.

He wouldn't be so emotional that even his hair would ache, right?

"Don't move, let me do it." Ouyang Yu interrupted her and ran his fingers through her hair. He smiled and said, "The sanatorium has been contacted. Do you want to surprise Xiao Yin or inform him that you've arrived in Washington?"

Xiao Yin was eventually transferred to a natural nursing home in Washington, D.C., for follow-up treatment.

"His heart isn't well, don't scare him …" Zhuo Yanfeng hastily raised his head and said.

What if he was too excited and his heart couldn't take it?

Even with her strong heart, if Han Muyun … No, she would be shocked when Xiao Yin suddenly walked out of the room.

"Alright, I understand." Ouyang Yu's hand rested on her soft hair for a moment before he suddenly said, "If one day …" "Yeah, but if …"

"What?" He pondered for a long time, but still didn't say anything. Zhuo Nianfeng grabbed the towel and quickly took a few steps back as he asked.

"Nothing." Ouyang Yu looked at the young girl who avoided him, and a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes. "Put your jacket over there and try it on. It should fit you well."

Even though he was diligently trying to make up for the differences in these past ten years, Zhuo Nianfeng was still wary of him and didn't allow himself to be touched by his gentleness.

It was impossible to tell that she was going to fall in love with him.

Perhaps, it was because he was too impatient … She was clearly prepared for a prolonged battle, but seeing how tightly shut her heart was, she couldn't help but want to pry it open as soon as possible.

Zhuo Nianfeng turned his head and saw a thick English Academy coat on the sofa.

"The temperature outside is a little too low, let's dry our hair a bit, put on gloves and a scarf before going out." Ouyang Yu instructed.

Waiting until Zhuo Yanfeng's hair was half dry, he picked up the scarf on the sofa and walked in front of her, carefully and gently wrapping it around her neck.

"I'll do it myself." He didn't know why, but because of his gentleness, Zhuo Yanfeng's heart began to ache.

Ever since he grew up, no one had ever wiped his hair or put on a scarf...

He, who had always taken care of others, enjoyed the warmth of being taken care of in front of Ouyang Yu.

All of a sudden, Zhuo Yanfeng had a kind of …

The feeling of fatherly love.

Ten years ago, there was a man who treated her with such care, and that man was none other than her father.

"Let me do it." Ouyang Yu took her hand away, his gorgeous lips lightly curling up.