A happy weekend would always end. After returning home, Feng Jing Lin focused all her attention on her little tree. The first thing she did every morning was to look at the little tree. The first thing she did when she returned home was still to look at the little tree. Sometimes, she wouldn't even look at Feng Zihan in the eye, which made Feng Zihan regret agreeing to her request. She had started to be arrogant, and only Shu was left!
"Eh? Jialin? Why did you come back?" Yu Jialin was Feng Zihan's special assistant. Although he did a refined job, he was very tough and burly. He often stood behind Feng Zihan, adding a lot of momentum!
"Hey…the president has something for me to do, so I'm here to report it to him!”Feng Jing Lin was holding the powder and asking to see Little Tree. She couldn't help but wonder. Feng Zihan never brought work home.
"Oh, he's in the study. Do you know how to get there?"
"I know. I'll go up first, Miss!”Yu Jialin politely nodded at Feng Jinglin and then walked up the stairs to the second floor.
He shrugged. He didn't know what they were doing, but his little tree was still more important. Thus, Feng Jing Lin did not allow her curiosity to develop and walked towards the small tree. Under the guidance of the gardener uncle, she helped loosen the soil and apply some fertilizer to the small tree. Then, he stood up and began his daily conversation with Little Tree.
"Little Treasure, you have to grow up well. Although you don't grow up on the same land as your kind, I will love you very much!”He reached out his hand and gently stroked the small and sparse green leaves. Her watery eyes curved into crescent moons.
"I know that sometimes loneliness can kill a person. But no matter what, he had to live on, right? Even if there was nothing left in the end, as long as there was still life, they would open their eyes the next morning and face the world.”
"This is a beautiful place, right? " There's a home here, there's love, and there's a life where we don't have to worry about food and clothing…" Feng Jing Lin suddenly quieted down. She paused for a while before she slowly said," But none of this is ours."”
"Sometimes, I really want to travel alone. I want to go to many, many places until I forget where I came from and where I should go. If they were tired, they would rest, take root, and settle down. What do you think?"
Feng Jing Lin looked up at the little tree. Her face was facing the sunlight, and her face was flushed red. Her eyes were filled with sadness…This expression fell into Feng Zihan's eyes, who was standing behind the French window.
"Miss!" Aunt Lin walked closer and interrupted her meditation. "Young Master invites you to the study." Aunt Lin smiled at the girl who had the same color as the sun and said gently.
"En, alright." Feng Jing Lin didn't ask much and walked straight into the house. When she saw the way Yu Jialin looked at her, she had a hunch that this matter had something to do with her.
Feng Jing Lin came to the study. Feng Zihan was the only one left in the room. Yu Jialin had already left.
"Brother, what's the matter?"
Feng Zihan raised a document and handed it to her. Then, he pulled her to sit on the sofa.
"This is what you wanted."
Feng Jinglin opened the document. It was about her background investigation. In fact, he had a premonition before, but he did not want to face this matter directly. But now, Feng Zihan had placed the reality in front of her, and she had no choice but to face it. Although he had said that he wanted to know the past, when the day came, he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. It was as if he would lose everything after reading those words. He was not only nervous, but also terrified and uneasy.
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