There were very few things in this world that could distract his attention.
“Second Brother, haven’t you noticed that Dad’s mood has been particularly good since yesterday? He’s almost turning back into a child.”
“Hmm.” Qi Feng just responded faintly.
The butler nearby leaned in, eagerly agreeing, “Yes, yes, last night I even heard the master laughing to himself.”
Ying Feng pondered, “Could Dad have found a second spring?”
Qiu Yi, having forgotten her appointment with a cake shop employee, realized it was already two days later while on a business trip with Situ Ying Feng. His polite demeanor dampened her spirits, bringing the appointment back to mind.
“Ah!” she exclaimed in frustration. Situ Ying Feng glanced at her, seemingly displeased with the interruption. Qiu Yi attributed her bad mood to him.
She checked her phone and found it dead. “General Manager, may I borrow your phone?” she asked. Situ Ying Feng handed it over, instructing her to keep it down since he disliked endless chatter.
Qiu Yi suppressed her frustration, dialed a number Ru Feng had given her, but found the phone turned off. She hoped to try the mood-improving food the girl had mentioned. After returning the phone, it rang; it was Qi Feng calling.
Ying Feng answered, “Second Brother?”
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Qi Feng’s voice was urgent, “Big Brother, did you just call Feng’er? Did you get through? I just tried calling her too, but her phone was off.” Disappointed countless times, he wondered if her phone had died after talking to his big brother.
“Just now?”
“Yes, ever since she sent you a text message the other day, I’ve had Uncle Quan and the others monitoring our phones around the clock. I was afraid we might miss her call! Just now, Uncle Quan said he saw you calling her. Big Brother, did you get through?”
Just now? Ying Feng’s hand trembled, preoccupied by the call log displaying that familiar number.
“Qiu Yi.” The suddenly raised tone startled her, and when she looked up, she was scared by Situ Ying Feng’s frenzied state.
Situ Ying Feng’s eyes were slightly red, “Who was the phone call you just made?”
Qiu Yi swallowed, “It was a girl from a cake shop near the company.”
“What cake shop?” He suddenly stood up, hitting the car roof, leaning forward and staring at her.
