Today’s dishes were all Yun Shifei’s favorites, and Xu Ya kept picking food for Yun Shifei.
anwhile, she was asking Yun Shifei about her well-being.
She asked how things were at Old Mrs. Xu’s place and if there was anything interesting there.
Yun Shifei answered Xu Ya’s questions one by one, thoroughly and without omission.
For so reason, Xu Ya felt that the distance between her and Yun Shifei seed even greater this ti.
Whatever she asked, Yun Shifei simply replied politely, without any trace of the feeling a mother and daughter should have.
In that mont, an inexplicable sadness welled up in Xu Ya’s heart.
She still rembered how Yun Shifei used to try hard to get close to her.
She wondered what kind of pain Yun Shifei had endured to beco like this.
Xu Ya couldn’t bear to think about it.
Because the re thought of it made her heart ache unbearably.
So things, once lost, are impossible to retrieve, and it’s already far too late.
Yun Shifei, sensitive as ever, naturally sensed the complexity of Xu Ya’s emotions, but she no longer had the energy to deal with them.
She could only cherish those who liked her; even if it was her biological mother, if she didn’t like her, she couldn’t keep trying to please her over and over.
The next day, Yun Shifei brought the gift she had prepared and went to find Cheng Lie.
She knocked on the door of the Cheng Family’s ho.
Zhao Haishuang opened the door and was montarily stunned when she saw Yun Shifei, as if in disbelief: "Shifei?"
"Hello, Auntie."
This young girl—how had she beco so beautiful in such a short ti?
"Are you here to see Xiao Lie?" Zhao Haishuang quickly regained her composure and asked.
Yun Shifei nodded.
"Co on in," Zhao Haishuang said warmly.
Zhao Haishuang was still the sa as before, glamorous in makeup, her appearance refined and polished.
However, her gaze as she looked at Yun Shifei had subtly changed.
Who would have thought that this plain-looking girl could beco so strikingly beautiful?
Even more beautiful than the adopted daughter, no less.
Having been away for a month, Yun Shifei noticed that the Cheng Family’s furnishings had changed, and the furniture inside had all been replaced.
Though the Cheng Family was rich, casually swapping things out was no surprise.
Yun Shifei already knew the way well, so she confidently knocked on Cheng Lie’s room door.
Cheng Lie initially thought it was Zhao Haishuang.
He had spent almost the entire vacation holed up in his room, and Zhao Haishuang never bothered to check on him.
Why was she knocking today?
He opened the door, only to find an exceedingly beautiful girl standing in front of him.
Her smiling eyes were fixed on him, her focused and earnest expression resembling the shifting brilliance of a galaxy.
Cheng Lie found her dazzling to look at.
"Cheng Lie, long ti no see." The girl spoke, her voice and tone still familiar, and her deanor equally so.
Cheng Lie snapped back to reality, averted his gaze, and let Yun Shifei inside.
Yun Shifei cheerfully shared the food she brought with Cheng Lie: "This osmanthus cake slls amazing; I made it with Grandma. Try it."
Yun Shifei handed him a piece.
Cheng Lie reached out, took it, and took a bite.
The rich osmanthus aroma, along with its sweet, soft texture, made Cheng Lie feel as if sweetness had seeped into his heart.
"Delicious, right?" The girl in front of him smiled sweetly, her expression soft.
Cheng Lie nodded.
Yun Shifei then had him taste so other snacks.
As she chatted, she observed him closely.
Even after a month apart, the boy still carried the sa well-behaved deanor.
His appearance was as handso as ever.
Ahem, who could have guessed that such a little cutie would grow up to beco the "Great Demon King"?
It’s true—appearances can be deceiving.
Yun Shifei shared the amusing things that had happened at Old Mrs. Xu’s house with Cheng Lie.
Cheng Lie listened quietly; their relationship still appeared to be the sa, unchanged from the past.
However, he couldn’t help but feel a hint of displeasure.
Why hadn’t Yun Shifei told him about the near-tragedy she had experienced?
Did she not see him as soone she could rely on?
Yun Shifei gradually sensed Cheng Lie’s unhappiness. She paused, wondering if perhaps he didn’t like her discussing such topics; she had thought sharing happy mories might bring him so joy.
She decided not to continue the topic but suddenly found herself at a loss for words, falling silent.
As she stopped speaking, the room instantly grew tense with quiet.
Yun Shifei felt the awkwardness and thought she might need to leave.
"Should I... head back now?"
Yun Shifei found Cheng Lie’s irritation a little baffling—was he thinking of ending their friendship again?
Or had he possibly forgotten her after just a month apart?
Yun Shifei reached out to pack up her things and help Cheng Lie organize his belongings.
Cheng Lie sat nearby, silently watching her tidying up for a long while before finally saying, "I heard you almost got kidnapped."
He had heard others talk about it—he knew the story—but he still wanted to hear Yun Shifei recount it in her own words.
Yun Shifei paused, lifted her eyes, and smiled at him: "It’s okay. It’s all in the past."
She hadn’t expected Cheng Lie to know about this, but rembering Yun Tiancheng’s newfound closeness with Cheng Guomin, he probably had vented about it during one of his dull monts.
"Tell ," Cheng Lie insisted stubbornly, wanting to hear the details.
Seeing his resolute expression, Yun Shifei couldn’t quite figure him out. Still, since he wanted to hear the story, she retold it as it had happened.
Cheng Lie listened quietly and finally understood what had transpired.
At the ti, Yun Shifei must have been terrified.
His dislike toward Yun Sisi grew even deeper, but all matters concerning Yun Sisi would find their conclusion once her parents were found.
When Cheng Lie decided to act, he always made sure to achieve the outco he desired.
He intended to ensure Yun Sisi disappeared from this place forever.
Yun Shifei had no inkling of Cheng Lie’s inner thoughts at that mont—she only knew that he cared about her, which ant their friendship hadn’t capsized.
She casually let her gaze wander around Cheng Lie’s room, noticing it was sowhat empty and sparsely furnished.
She’d heard Cheng Lie enjoyed drawing, but there weren’t any artworks around.
Unable to hold back her curiosity, Yun Shifei asked Cheng Lie, "I heard you really like drawing. Can I take a look at your work?"
She had asked before, but Cheng Lie never paid her request any attention. She figured their relationship had improved now and he might show her.
Yun Shifei looked at him expectantly.
Sure enough, Cheng Lie opened a drawer and handed her a sketchbook.
Yun Shifei flipped through it, admiring Cheng Lie’s drawings.
They were simple pencil sketches, but the artist’s ticulous thoughts were evident, as every detail was carefully rendered.
However, there were several sketches that Yun Shifei couldn’t quite comprehend.
They depicted a person—a girl.
But the faces were blank.
Yun Shifei frowned slightly in confusion. Who was the girl?
Could it be his mother?
It didn’t seem likely—she appeared much younger in the drawings.
Did Cheng Lie secretly have feelings for soone?
The thought instantly stoked Yun Shifei’s gossipy curiosity.
It was the kind of feeling parents might have when discovering their child had grown up and started harboring secrets. With wide eyes, Yun Shifei smiled mischievously at him: "Cheng Lie, who’s this girl? Do you have soone you like?"
Faced with Yun Shifei’s smug "my child is all grown up" expression, Cheng Lie was speechless.
Didn’t she realize it was her? Although the girl lacked facial features, her hair was adorned with a candy-shaped clip—a glaringly obvious detail she didn’t recognize. How clueless.
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