The dimness in his eyes was instantly illuminated. Qi Feng’s initial daze turned into a radiant smile. Wind’er was coming back!
Ying Feng tried to call her back, but the phone was off. “Dad?” he suddenly asked, realizing his father knew more.
Si Tu Jin sipped his milk and looked at Qi Feng. “Are you still going out?”
Qi Feng shook his head; he wouldn’t leave now, no matter what.
Si Tu Jin nodded. “I’ve seen Wind’er.”
The news stunned them both.
“When?” Qi Feng asked, tightening his brow.
Si Tu Jin chuckled, “Right before your girlfriend delivered the cake!”
Cake? Qi Feng tried to recall. Ying Feng remembered, “That cake box was from Wind’er?”
“Yes!” Si Tu Jin replied, satisfied.
Qi Feng rushed upstairs, and Si Tu Jin added coolly, “I’ve already eaten it.”
Qi Feng turned, his eyes narrowing. “That was Wind’er’s for me!”
“You didn’t eat it yourself.”
“You didn’t say it was from Wind’er!” Qi Feng exclaimed in frustration.
Ying Feng secretly rejoiced at having tasted a piece of the delicious cake made by his sister. He grinned, glad to discover its origin.
“Dad, you already knew. Why didn’t you bring Wind’er back?” Ying Feng asked quickly.
Si Tu Jin frowned, “Wind’er didn’t want to.”
“Why?” Qi Feng pressed.
Si Tu Jin looked at his sons. “It’s because of what you two did. Hmph!”
“What did we do?” Ying Feng and Qi Feng exchanged puzzled glances.
“Just wait obediently and don’t bother me if you want to see your sister,” Si Tu Jin said, waving his sleeve as he went upstairs.
The brothers were left confused, wondering what they had done to upset their father and Rufeng.
Regardless, Ning Yuan returned home with Suifeng. Ying Feng noticed her slightly swollen eyes, which even heavy makeup couldn’t conceal. He reached out to her, “Come with me.”
Suifeng lowered her head and let him lead her away, leaving Ning Yuan and Qi Feng in the living room. Ning Yuan sat dazed on the sofa. Qi Feng, in a surprisingly good mood, found Ning Yuan less bothersome and kindly asked the servant for tea.
In the room, Ying Feng and Suifeng sat face to face. He touched her eyes and asked, “Do you regret it?”
