Chapter Thirty - Ye Dashi, You Win
It was early winter, and the night sky had already darkened, with a faint blue glow. I leaned against the window, gazing at the rare stars in the clear sky, but my heart couldn't calm down because just now, Cheng Yiran returned with an iron face, seeing his usual careless expression, but now he really felt out of place. However, I regretted asking him for a reason.
Flashback
"Sister, Father and Mother want me to go home."
"Why?"
"Because... they said that my purpose for coming out is to be independent..." He hesitated for a while before slowly spitting out these words.
I was stunned, if this is the reason, then it means he shouldn't live with others, and I just happen to be that "other", then by substitution, the two of them didn't want Cheng Yiran and me to live together, gave me two choices - either I leave or he leaves.
I slowly got up and walked towards the stairs, just as I was about to go upstairs, I turned back and sneered: "Would rather give up this villa, the Cheng family is indeed rich and arrogant." Maybe this villa is not even worth an ant to them?
The legendary nobility, the legendary rich people.
Still don't know how that money was earned.
Memories have come to an end.
I am struggling.
Cheng Yiran would definitely choose him over me.
And I was hesitant to leave or stay. Choosing to leave is undoubtedly the best option, but I really didn't want to leave Cheng Yiran. Although I had been living alone for four years, how could I bear to give up this regained family affection?
But if I choose to stay, I think it's unlikely we'll ever see each other again in the future.
I gazed at the horizon and muttered to myself: "Ye Chenyi, what should I do?"
Just as I was thinking this, a light music melody suddenly interrupted me. I picked up the phone and saw that it was Ye Chenyi calling.
"Hello."
"Xiao Fei is me."
"I know."
Three sentences later, an awkward silence followed. I couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Chen Yi, is there something on your mind?" I was hoping he would say nothing's wrong, Ye Chenyi, I really hoped you just called because you missed me.
"Uh-huh."
"Speak up." I knew my voice was much lower than before, and although I tried to control my emotions, the full loss still came out: "Xiao Fei, are you okay?"
"No, I'm just a bit tired and don't feel like speaking loudly."
"I'll finish as soon as possible."
"Good." Not good at all! Ye Chenyi, speak a bit slower, the slower the better, let me listen to your voice carefully.
It wasn't until now that I realized how much I liked you, Ye Chenyi. Cheng Xiaofi couldn't help but admit it, Ye Chenyi, you win.
……
Red bricks and red tiles, deep and shallow intervals, surrounded by a green forest, occasionally blowing over the gentle breeze dyed this European-style villa with a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, although it is an European-style building, but has a retro style, in the middle of the white wooden door hangs a fragrant ancient wooden plaque, on which are written several bold and unrestrained characters - "Cheng Qi Fu".
This is my old home, Cheng's family.
Not bad, the Cheng family is indeed the main black and white gang "Cheng Qi Fu". It's a bit laughable that such a violent family would be hidden in such a quiet and elegant place, even the name of this gang has a scholarly air to it.
I rolled my eyes at the dazzling sun in the sky, no matter how much bookishness I had, it couldn't cover up the murderous atmosphere of this family that could turn the tables with a flip of their hands. Who would have thought, four years later I'd actually return to this place. Thinking back to the oath I made when I left home - "If I ever enter the Cheng family's door again, may I be struck by lightning" - I couldn't help but wipe away a tear for myself, heavens above, this is absolutely unavoidable.
After playing alone for a while, I used the key that was easily found under the bed to open the white door.
……
All the way, I received surprised glances from all directions. I couldn't help but roll my eyes in an un-ladylike manner. Please, how can you say that I am your master and this is the welcome I get when I rarely come back?
It seemed that someone had informed them in advance, and as I walked through the front building and courtyard, I saw a grand hall with an open door. A man and woman dressed in luxurious clothes were sitting on the sofa at one end of the living room, looking at me with serious faces. I couldn't help but roll my eyes again, although it wasn't very polite, but I felt that this action best reflected my mood at the moment.
"Mr. Cheng, Mrs. Cheng, I've kept you waiting." I walked into the hall and went straight to them, standing in front of the two and bowing slightly as a courtesy.
It's really hard to imagine that a family reunion would end up like this.

