Chapter Twenty-Nine His Love

  Qian Lian Xia was like a spoiled child who hadn't gotten her way with a pet, pouting in his arms and muttering: "I heard from Uncle that you're always running around the world, busy to the point where you can't even see your own shadow, so how come you have time to find me today? Could it be that there are too many beauties in England, so you've forgotten about me?"

  Qian Lian Xia pouted and hung her head, putting on a pitiful expression, "555555, Shang Xuan gege doesn't care about Zhou Zhou anymore."

  Situ Shangxuan listened to the sweet and soft voice of this little girl, and his handsome face, which was originally carved with a knife, only showed a smile that he reserved for her.

  He stretched out his hand, fondly stroking her hair, a faint smile playing on the corners of his lips. "Even if Shang Xuan forgot who he was, he would never forget my family's Zhou Zhou. No matter how many beauties there were in England, Shang Xuan's eyes only saw Zhou Zhou. No matter how many family matters there were, none were more important than Zhou Zhou!"

  He pulled out Qian Lixia from his arms, lowered his head and gave her a deep kiss on the forehead. It was just a fleeting kiss, but the refreshing scent of his breath, like menthol, lingered by her side.

  In just a few words, his heart was laid bare. As his lips brushed against her forehead, Kioku Natsu's mind suddenly flashed to that lecherous old man. Kioku Natsu silently cursed herself for being crazy and lifted her head with an innocent smile.

  She suddenly shouted: "Ah, Shang Xuan brother, wait for me, I'll go change my clothes, it's time to go to school, if we don't go now, we'll be late again."

  Qian Lian Xia suddenly remembered that she still had this thing to do, and hurriedly rushed upstairs to her room, "Xiao Jie Xiao Jie, where's my school uniform? Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to be late!"

  Senri Natsuya ran up the stairs with a "rattling" sound, and the maid Kojirou hastily brought out her school uniform from the room. Senri Natsuya changed into it in the corridor on the landing without even looking at it.

  "Hey, miss, slow down when you're getting dressed, no rush!"

  Cen Xuan's slightly melancholic mood was also swept away by her urgent appearance, and he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh at Qian Lian Xia, who came running down the stairs three steps at a time. "Zhou Zhou, you're still the same as before, reckless and impulsive."

  Qian Lian Xia smiled shyly and then called out loudly to the driver, "Uncle Li, hurry up and take me to school, I'm going to be late!"

  Xiao Jie couldn't help but sigh and roll her eyes on the side, "Eh, miss, Mr. Li has been waiting for you outside for an hour already."

  "Oh no, I forgot," Chihiro Natsumi suddenly pouted and then rushed out in a flurry.

  Situ Shangxuan's face was filled with nothing but helplessness, he grabbed her hand and walked outside, "Alright, stop calling me Uncle Li, I'll take you to school today."

  Qian Lian Xia was still in a daze when Situ Shang Xuan had already opened the car door and directly pressed her into sitting on the passenger seat.

  The morning of the highway is destined to be the busiest time of the day. The endless stream of cars, so close that they can almost touch each other, with no gaps in between.

  Qian Lian Xia turned her head to look at Si Tu Shang Xuan beside her.

  Always crisp and spotless white suit, no matter how busy, the suit will never be stained with a wrinkle or dirt. Dark green eyes, more classic beauty than pure green gemstones, high nose bridge, sharp facial features like Apollo, the sun god, meticulously crafted, firm jawline, in outsiders' view, an expression that is not sloppy at all.

  That head of golden long hair, under the illumination of morning light, was dazzling and couldn't be ignored.

  This is her childhood friend and elder brother, her godfather's son.

  In such a crowded traffic, Situ Shangxuan was not flustered and calmly steered the wheel. The silver Sagitar C8 was like an extraordinary elf, weaving in and out of the winding traffic, finally breaking free from the tailgating cars behind and speeding away triumphantly.