sses on the bridge of his nose. He then resumed his meticulous appearance, "Come in."The assistant walked into the office and handed the report to He Chao.He Chao flipped through the report, "Go urge...Shen Qiong also couldn't figure out who wanted to kill her, so she simply stopped wasting brain cells, "Whoever it is, I'll just be more careful in the future. Let's go see Xiaoxing."

"Mmm."

Shen Yue closed his notebook and went to the custody room with Shen Qiong.

—The morning sunshine streamed in through the white curtains, filling the room.

Quiet and gentle.

On the pristine hospital bed, Mu Xing was held tightly in the man's embrace. Her head tilted slightly upward, a pair of bright doe eyes gazed quietly at the man, tracing his sharp features and deep-set features with her gaze.

Perhaps her gaze was too earnest, earnest to the point of being scorching hot.

The man sleeping soundly seemed to sense her gaze, suddenly lightly parted his thin lips, “Baby, what are you looking at me for Hmm”

His star-like eyes were gently closed.

The voice was still drowsy, lazy yet sensual, like fine wine and nectar, intoxicating with a rich fragrance that spread layer by layer in the air.

Mu Xing's cheeks were flushed, but her eyes were steady and fixed on the man's face. "Look at Uncle Xiao, what did he do last night How come his dark circles are so heavy."

"I wonder."

The man opened his eyes, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He lowered his voice and leaned in close, “Let me show baby how it’s done…”

A gentle heat caressed Mu Xing's earlobes, his thin lips kissing the delicate lobes made the man's words indistinct, yet added a hint of enchantment.

The man's unique scent enveloped her, Mu Xing's breath quickening.

Mind racing.

The closer she grew to her uncle, the stronger her feelings of guilt became.

She seemed to hear the restless spirits' voices questioning her relentlessly.

Pain eroded her soul, pulling her into the abyss. Mu Xing desperately drove away the guilt and shoved it to the darkest corner of her heart. Her small hand hooked onto the man's neck and she took the initiative to kiss his lips.

Like moths drawn to a flame, ardent and resolute.

My uncle is innocent, and she was also punished.

Even if she couldn't feel moved or fall in love, in the final moments, she would give it her all to be with her uncle.

The sudden passion shook Fu Lingxiao's heart and soul.

Although the little girl was no longer as cold towards him as she had been before, she certainly wouldn't have such enthusiasm. This was clearly abnormal.

He wanted to push her away and ask her what was wrong.

But the little girl relentlessly teased his lips and tongue, fanning the flames within him until they blazed uncontrollably, scorching away his reason.

For a moment, all his thoughts were dominated by her. He closed his eyes gently, savoring the most exquisite pleasure in the world.

Breathing intertwined.

A scorching breath ignited the air, dancing with sparks.

Knock knock.

A sudden knock on the door shattered the romantic atmosphere in the room.

Mu Xing's movements stopped for a moment, then she quickly let go of the man, "crashing" into the bed.

Fu Lingxiao's blurry vision took in her shy movements. The annoyance that had been interrupted subsided slightly, and he gently lifted the blanket.

The little person shrank into a small quail, their long hair disheveled and covering their face.

He reached out and brushed away a strand of hair. The girl followed his movement, raising her head. Her eyes sparkled, her cheeks flushed, and her luscious lips were slightly parted in a breathy gasp. From his angle, he could even faintly glimpse the alluring scenery beneath her collar.

A captivating and alluring temptress.

Perhaps he couldn't see clearly, or maybe he was simply too captivated by her appearance.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the restlessness within him. Fu Lingxiao pulled the little girl up and had her lie on his chest, his distinct bony hand gently stroking her back.

He waited until Mu Xing caught her breath, then he carried her up and into the bathroom.

After quickly washing up, Mu Xing went to open the door.

Shen Lue and Shen Qiong stood outside the door, Shen Qiong smiling at her, "Little star."

Mu Xing's eyebrows rose instantly, "Qiongbao, how did you get here!"

Had she known it was Qiongbao coming, she would have come to open the door immediately.

"Come see what I got for you." Shen Qing patted the black backpack. "I brought you some snacks."

"What's so good to eat"

Mu Xing dragged Shen Qiong inside.

Shen Lu didn't go in, he stood outside the door watching the two little girls.

Shen Qiong glanced at the man sitting upright on the accompanying chair. Seeing that his face was still normal, she dared to greet him: "Brother Fu."

Fu Lingxiao gave a faint nod, then pursed his thin lips and remained silent.

It was just that imposing aura, the more silent it was, the more awe-inspiring it became.

Shen Qing dared not look at him anymore. She took out three boxes of beautifully packaged small cakes and bread from her backpack. "These were made by my mother early this morning, she asked me to bring them to you."

Shen Lue outside the door twitched his lips when he heard this.

Not content with tormenting her own children, the old mother also wants to harm Little Star.

And Fu Lingxiao, the moment he heard "small cake," painful memories flooded his brain unbidden. His indifferent handsome face suddenly sank.

The night before his birthday, he happily ate the small cake bought for him by the little girl, but what awaited him was hypnosis and abandonment.

The gnawing, searing pain is still etched vividly in his heart.

Little cakes have already become his taboo.

I can't bear to see it, or even hear about it.

Seeing Mu Xing open the small cake, Fu Lingxiao clenched his hand tightly, unable to hold back and said: "Mu Xing doesn't eat cake, take it back!"

A cold voice suddenly came.

Mu Xing and Shen Qiong both looked over at the same time.

The man's face was gloomy, his brows furrowed with a heavy displeasure, to be precise, anger.

Shen Qiong was so frightened that she shivered, completely clueless about what had happened. She froze in place, unable to move a muscle.

Mu Xing was also puzzled, what was wrong with her little uncle

The air suddenly grew still.

Fu Lingxiao realized his emotions were too intense, scaring the two little girls. He calmed down a bit, "Xing'er, leave the bread, and let Xiaoqiong take the cake back."

The tone, however, was unmistakable.

Mu Xing didn't understand why her uncle wouldn't let her eat the cake, but she knew he wouldn't do it for no reason. However, this made Qingbao very embarrassed.

She quickly thought about it and said, "Oh, right. The doctor said I can't eat too much sugar. Thanks for reminding me, little uncle."

She put the small cake back, gave Shen Qiong a sweet smile, and said, “Qiongbao, you eat the cake, and remember to thank your mother for me when you go back.”

Shen Qiong nodded, putting the small cake back into her backpack. “Okay, I’ll go back first, and visit you another day.”

Iceberg Fu Big Brother is like the weather, changing faces at will. It's too scary! I'd better run away quickly!

Mu Xing looked at her retreating figure with amusement, then walked to Fu Lingxiao and squatted down, resting her chin on his knee. She raised her eyes to look at him, "Little Uncle, you scared Qiao Bao away."

Fu Lingxiao's expression softened, he raised his hand to rub Mu Xing's head, "Sorry."

"Qiongbao came to see me especially, and even brought her mother's best wishes. Uncle, it's not right for you to be so ungrateful. Just saying sorry isn't enough, at least tell me the reason."

Mu Xing kept an eye on the man's expression as she spoke. Seeing him furrow his brow slightly, she didn't press him, but watched him quietly, waiting for him to speak.hrowing his phone away and taking Li Huiyi to bed.He hurried to finish within half an hour and quickly took a shower.Li Huiyi lay on her side in bed, watching him get dressed. Her sapphire blue eyes w...