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Feng Ziyan got up and went into the bathroom. She turned on the water and washed away the smell of smoke. It took him nearly an hour to get out.

After cleaning himself up, he shaved again in the mirror, then went to the cabinet and took out his shirt, tie, and suit. He changed into them one by one until he looked so handsome and cold.

"Second Young Master, it's time to eat breakfast." Xia Sister-in-law lightly knocked on the door.

He couldn't remember how many times she had knocked on his door. He had no habit of getting up late, so since eight o'clock, she had knocked on his door every ten minutes. The assistants had all left, and it was almost ten o'clock.

"Right away." He finally got a response, and his wife let out a sigh of relief.

Ever since she heard the sound of something being smashed in the master bedroom yesterday, her eyelids had been twitching. She was trembling with fear, and even until dawn, she hadn't slept well for the entire night. She watched as her wife and second young master grew up, just like her own son and daughter. Seeing them act like this made her feel anxious and sad, but she had no other choice, so she could only silently watch over them.

Upon hearing Feng Ziyan's words, Sister Xia's heart finally stopped beating. She was about to turn and go downstairs when the master bedroom door opened. Feng Ziyan also stood in front of her, looking like a completely different person from yesterday. Surprised, he opened his mouth and said, "My room is a bit messy, come up and help me clean it up later." I'm flying to Hong Kong after lunch and won't be back by noon. "

He purposely spoke loudly and knew that Lu Qingzhou could hear him.

After Lu Qingzhou had his assistant sent off by Sister Xia, he went back to his room and browsed through his Weibo account. At home, she couldn't help but be distracted by his matters. She had heard the conversation between him and Sister Xia. The hand on the keyboard slowed down as she listened to what he was going to say.

Then she heard him say he was going to Hong Kong, and she didn't know if she should be happy or sad. She had been running away from him all these days, and now he was going to work in Hong Kong. Wasn't she going to be relieved? Why was he so unwilling?

Lu Qingzhou put down the laptop and walked to the door. She reached out to open the door, but when she touched the handle, she couldn't make up her mind. She opened the door and saw what he could do. What are you talking about? Tell him to stay, or wish him a pleasant journey?

She moved her lips, as if neither thought was right. In the end, she chose to retreat. Feng Ziyan's gaze never left Lu Qingzhou's door when he was speaking to his wife. He wished that she could open the door, even if she didn't say anything to make him see her look at him. That way, he could find an excuse to stay.

He just stood there and waited for a long time. Lu Qingzhou's door did not even budge an inch. From being full of hope to carrying a glimmer of hope to being completely disappointed.

"Second Young Master, how long are you leaving for? "When are you coming back?" Sister Xia looked at the two people who clearly loved each other, yet she didn't know which one of them was in the wrong. They were going to torture each other. She could tell from Second Young Master's gaze that he did not want to leave. Although Madam ignored Second Young Master, when she talked about Second Young Master, she would listen attentively to what she said. So she thought the two of them were still at loggerheads.

Since one of them refused to leave and the other refused to come out, she had to ask for them what they all wanted to ask.

"I don't know. It depends on the situation." It could be a month, it could be a year. " Feng Ziyan understood the intention of Sister Xia's question, and he also knew that she was asking for Lu Qingzhou's sake.

He only wanted to say whether he was leaving or staying, and how long he would stay would depend on Lu Qingzhou's attitude.

"One year? You want to leave for another year? What if you leave for a year? " Sis Xia purposefully emphasized the time of that year. Feng Ziyan couldn't help but tug on the tie tied around her throat. He loosened his grip and felt his breathing become smoother before replying: "I'm just saying it depends on the situation. It might not be a year. may be back in a month. "

He answered once more, but unfortunately, Lu Qingzhou's door was still not opened. Feng Ziyan's expression was gloomy as he let his wife into his room. It was fine if she did not look at him, but when she did, she was truly shocked. The Second Young Master's room looked as if it had been robbed, and several holes were burned through the carpet. All the furniture had been kicked down and scattered everywhere. The room could even be described as a tragic sight.

"Second Young Master, this carpet." Sis Xia's heart ached as she looked at the white carpet. Every piece of furniture in the house had been meticulously selected by the second young master, and now that so many holes had been burned through, she felt a heartache.

"Take it and throw it away. I'll get someone to buy a new one in a few days." Feng Ziyan spoke in a very casual tone as he took out his phone and left the room. He hadn't eaten anything since yesterday, but he wasn't hungry at all.

Sister Xia cooked a rich breakfast. Standing at the door in the morning, he and Sister Xia sang together for so long, but there was no response from Lu Qingzhou. Their mood had long since disappeared. Thus, he randomly drank a few mouthfuls of porridge and bit into the steamed bun. After that, he could no longer eat anything else.

The cell phone he'd heard vibrate in his pocket and he pulled it out. It was an airline message informing him to pick up his ticket at the ticket hall at one o'clock. It was a two-thirty flight. Su Ying's actions were shockingly fast. She was probably afraid that he would go back on his word and cause trouble, so she decided to let him go to Hong Kong as soon as possible.

Feng Ziyan's mood turned even worse when she saw that message, so she decided to cover the phone on the table instead of thinking about it.

He reached for his cigarette again. His pocket was empty. Feng Ziyan stood up and walked towards the hallway. She changed into a pair of shoes and took a walk in the yard.

Because Feng Ziyan said she wanted to leave, Lu Qingzhou didn't have the mood to read Weibo messages. As she felt a little stuffy while sitting in her room, she simply pulled open the curtain and walked out of the balcony barefooted.

Yesterday night's rain had washed away the dust from the flowers in the yard. The manicured green leaf red flowers were fresh and beautiful as they swayed in the spring breeze. Lu Qingzhou walked to the balcony and crossed her arms. Unexpectedly, she saw Feng Ziyan below.

She watched his back attentively and remembered that when she was young, she could only follow his back from afar like this when she was young. Because she did not dare to approach him, he was like a thorny celestial ball, and every time she got near, she would be injured to the point where her skin would not even be whole.

Lu Qingzhou was no longer foolish as she watched. Feng Ziyan, who was downstairs, seemed to have felt that someone was staring at him. She suddenly turned her head and Lu Qingzhou, who did not have time to avoid her gaze, directly met it. The two of them stood there, one high and the other low, staring at each other without being able to move at all.