The assistant watched Feng Ciye skillfully swallow the pills, his eyes filled with deep worry: "Fourth Young Master, is your headache problem becoming a long-term issue? It just keeps hurting from time to time."
Feng Ciye rested his elbows on the partition, his head down as shadows fell over his hair strands. He exhaled long and whispered, "If only it were just a long-term issue."
I'm just afraid it's not just a long-term issue.
*
After Feng Huaijin returned, Su Li told him about Feng Ciye's matter.
Feng Huaijin felt jealous: "Was it the Fourth who helped? He really is relentless; you're already my fiancée, and you still need his help?"
Tuanzi, obediently holding a spoon and eating an ice cream cone, mumbled, "Daddy manages high-tech things like mobile system chips, but he doesn't have that much influence in the cultural industry."
Feng Huaijin, having his secret revealed by Tuanzi: "..."
This future son is really troublesome!
