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After the consultation, Yan Qing Zhou followed Lin Sen and the Principal to the Principal's office.

There were two bodyguards in black standing at the entrance of the office. The dean was stunned for a moment.

Inside, Mu Cheng Feng was sitting on a chair in front of the Principal's desk.

"Mister, you are …" The Principal had always felt that this person was out of the ordinary, but he did not have the chance to meet him. Right now, his office chair was occupied by this person, which was supposed to make people angry, but for some reason, the Principal unconsciously looked at Mu Cheng Feng with caution, not daring to offend him.

Lin Sen laughed out loud. "We don't need to care about him, Dean. Don't worry, he's only here to supervise me."

The Principal nodded to Mu Cheng Feng, "You may do as you wish, you may do as you wish."

Yan Qing Zhou still remembered what Mu Cheng Feng had said earlier. This man had invited Lin Sen to treat his mother, but had also purposely tested him in front of Bei Bei.

By the end of the consultation, Lin Sen already had a set of operation plan in his mind. After informing the operation risk and confirming the operation time, Lin Sen's mission was half completed. The decision on whether to undergo surgery was left to the people of the Yan Clan, and not in his consideration.

Exiting the hospital, Mu Cheng Feng and Yan Qing Zhou met on a narrow path at the entrance once again.

Yan Qing Zhou was exhausted, but his gaze towards Mu Cheng Feng was sharp and unyielding.

"Bei Bei is mine!" With that said, Yan Qing Zhou passed Mu Cheng Feng and got into the car.

Lin Sen shook his head at the side: "Boss, isn't your tactic a little too roundabout? This doesn't suit your temperament!"

"…"

Just as Mu Cheng Feng got on the carriage, Luo Lie said: "Qi Ran has received news, the compensation has already been paid."

Mu Cheng Feng: "What did the falcons say?"

Luo Lie: "Evening Primrose said that little money is not enough to go to waste."

Mu Cheng Feng: "Tell him not to bother me with this kind of thing in the future. Also, I won't be leaving the Fengshi in the near future.

Luo Lie and Lin Sen looked at each other, and said hesitantly: "Sir, we are not going to snatch the little miss and leave immediately?"

Mu Cheng Feng shot a cold glare at him and immediately shut his mouth.

Lin Sen laughed unafraid of death: "Boss, you only need beauties that don't want rivers and mountains."

"Yantong is back."

"Hmm, how about Bei Bei?"

"Miss Bei Bei was taking an afternoon nap. She had a small bowl of rice, some beef, and some vegetables for lunch. She used a lot of braised cod fish in the kitchen and even said it was delicious."

"Beibei likes to eat fish. Let the kitchen know if there are any fresh tuna fish to be bought and made into sashimi for her." Yan Qing Zhou's gaze landed on the servant's hand, "What's that?"

The servant said, "I took out the clothes from the trash can. They were lost by Miss Bei Bei. I was thinking about cleaning the yard because Sister Liu has a daughter. I'll give her these and the shoes are new too."

Yan Qing Zhou clenched his fists tightly.

Xiang Bei had arranged all of these clothes personally for her. He was very clear that this skirt and pair of shoes were not in the North Bei bureau.

Inside the bedroom, Xiang Bei was sleeping soundly. A thin blanket covered her body, and the curtains to the French windows were closed tightly. The light in the room was a bit dim.

Yan Qing Zhou walked straight ahead, on the round princess bed, Xiang Bei's body looked small.

He sat on the edge of the bed, the girl's smooth little face almost completely buried in the soft quilt. He was about to reach out and peel her face out of the quilt to prevent her from getting bored. Halfway through his hand, Yan Qing Zhou felt a sharp pain in his eyes.

Although he had already thought of a certain possibility, seeing the half kiss that appeared from his northern collar with his own eyes made Yan Qing Zhou want to kill him.

His heart was in so much pain that he almost suffocated, Yan Qing Zhou's hand clenched into a fist in midair.

Having protected the darling of so many years, yet being infected by other men again and again, any man with the slightest bit of guts would not be able to bear it.

Mu Cheng Feng, how dare you!

His normally gentle face now looked a little scary because of his anger. He roughly pulled open the buttons on his body and untied the leather belt on his pants, driving him to take it and plunder it out of instinct.

The treasure that she had protected for over ten years, the treasure that she had painstakingly watched her grow up little by little, why couldn't she touch it?

Why?

He pushed Xiang Bei's quilt to the side, and his burning gaze slid down Xiang Bei's face.

His beloved Bei Bei had already grown up, and his figure was slender yet curvaceous.

Xiang Bei lay on her side, her waist deeply caved in, forming an elegant line that would cause a person's blood to spurt out.

Her legs were crossed under her skirt, and her delicate skin made it hard for people to look away.

Yan Qing Zhou's breathing hastened, countless images flashed past his mind. They were all Xiang Bei's face, coquettish, dependent, naughty, happy, wronged …

The room's temperature was a little low, there were no blankets, and Xiang Bei subconsciously rubbed her pillow.

"Light Boat..." "Cold …"

The soft mutterings were like a bucket of cold water that was poured over Yan Qing Zhou.

What are you thinking about?

Bei Bei only has you left now, you still want her body!

Yan Qing Zhou, you are worse than beasts!

After looking down on himself for a while, Yan Qing Zhou once again covered Xiang Bei with his blanket and fled in panic.

Xiang Bei slept until four in the afternoon before waking up. The servant told her that Yan Qing Zhou had returned, and she didn't dare to go to his room.

Since she had nothing to do, Xiang Bei decided to make some porridge in the kitchen.

She can cook the skinnier meat porridge, and the minced meat was chopped by her own hands, which is especially thin. She cut the ginger herself, almost using the concentration and rigor of painting.

After Yan Qing Zhou finished washing up, she presented the porridge to him like a treasure.

"I cooked it myself. You have to drink it."

Yan Qing Zhou was dressed in his house uniform, and looked at her with a gentle gaze. Xiang Bei's flattery made his heart ache.

No need.

He wanted to tell her that no matter what she did, she didn't need to please him.

However, he couldn't say these words because he couldn't bear to embarrass his Bei Bei.

"So what if it smells good? I will definitely give Bei Bei face." Yan Qing Zhou sat down on the master's seat, "But I'm very hungry, there's definitely not enough porridge."

Xiang Bei quickly called for the kitchen, "Wang Ma, it's time to eat." She quickly ran over to help serve the dishes.

The dinner was very sumptuous, other than the porridge Xiang Bei cooked, she also made rice and snacks.

"The time for the operation has been determined. Three days later, Lin Sen will take the lead." Yan Qing Zhou said.

When Lin Sen was mentioned, he could not help but think of Mu Cheng Feng.

She almost buried her face into the bowl, not daring to look at Yan Qing Zhou's eyes.

"Qingzhou, I won't be going to the hospital for the next few days. Let Brother Song keep an eye on aunty. I'll draw at home."

Thinking of that person's access to the inner court, his home was actually not safe either.

Xiang Bei's heart trembled, but she quickly shook his head: "Forget it, I'll still go. I'll help you look after aunt, you can go to work without worry."

Yan Qing Zhou looked at her lovingly. "Alright."

It was unknown if it was because of her guilt or not, but Xiang Bei felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, but when she lifted her head, Yan Qing Zhou's smile was as gentle as ever.