In the morning, people bustled along Jiangcheng streets, their outfits and the visible breath indicating winter had officially begun.

Those who disliked the season felt burdened by thick down jackets and the constant need to guard against colds, missing the freedom of other seasons.

Those who loved it found the snowy scenery beautiful and relished cozy weekends spent in bed, thinking it was pure bliss.

Xiao Feng didn't mind much about these opinions; every season had its unique charm, and he honestly couldn't say which one he liked the most.

The sports car was hit... or rather, after Xiao Feng distractedly drove into a post, he was back to taking taxis again.

Just as Xiao Feng contemplated asking Song Keren to reimburse his fare, he heard a cry for help from behind: "Help! Brother Feng, save me!"

The dramatic plea was unmistakably from Wang Lubo, Xiao Feng knew without even turning around.

Xiao Feng turned around to see Wang Lubo sprinting toward him, steaming breath rising from his head, gasping, "Brother Feng, I've tried everything you suggested, but no matter how repulsive I act, she insists it's my genuine nature and not pretentious. Can you understand my predicament?"

"Bozai, nothing in this world is absolute; everything has pros and cons. Try looking at the bright side." Xiao Feng patted Wang Lubo's shoulder, offering comfort.

Wang Lubo was almost in tears, "But I truly don't see any advantages to her relentlessly pursuing me."

At that moment, Chen Xiuxiu appeared outside the police station with two roast ducks. Seeing Wang Lubo, she beamed and walked over, "Hello, Brother Feng!"

Xiao Feng smiled and nodded, "Good morning."

As Chen Xiuxiu saw what seemed like a conversation between Wang Lubo and Xiao Feng, she held up the roast duck in her hand, "Is Shihan here? I promised to let her taste the roast duck I brought from Kyoto yesterday. Is she inside?"

Xiao Feng nodded, told Chen Xiuxiu where Mu Shihan was, then looked at Wang Lubo, "Bozai, you're acting strange today."

Wang Lubo puzzled, "Brother Feng, what exactly do you mean?"

"With your personality, shouldn't you be taking this chance to sneak away?" Xiao Feng scrutinized Wang Lubo, "You've gotten used to being pursued, and perhaps now you enjoy it?"

"Sigh…" Wang Lubo sighed resignedly, "I tried escaping several times, but it's useless. My grandpa and family are backing Chen Xiuxiu, feeding her information. Even if I run to the ends of the earth, she'd catch up."

Wang Lubo looked utterly despondent, "Honestly, now with Qianqian misunderstanding me, the demon girl chasing after me every day, and you not helping me, Brother Feng, I'm starting to think living has lost its meaning."

Xiao Feng was taken aback, thinking Bozai had become too fragile. This guy kept calling him brother, making suicidal remarks. Naturally, Xiao Feng couldn't just sit idly by.

"Well…" Xiao Feng organized his thoughts and comforted him, "What I said just now is true. You see, you probably haven't had much chance to exercise before, so your weight kept rising, but now it's different. You're constantly dodging and running around. At the very least, you might lose some weight, right?"

"Right!" Wang Lubo's eyes lit up, "Brother Feng, you have a point. I'll leave now, please try to stall Chen Xiuxiu for me. Rarely do I have a quiet moment."

With that, he turned and headed out.

"…" Xiao Feng was dumbfounded; is this a joke?

One moment he acted as if life was over, the next he was brimming with hope. The shift in mindset was shockingly swift!

In Song Keren's office, Mu Shihan, Lu Yao, Shi Jiaxin, Chen Xiuxiu, and Song Keren were gathered, savoring the Kyoto roast duck.

After Xiao Feng entered, he noticed the five women weren't even looking at him, engrossed in their own conversation, and unable to find any chance to join in, as the discussion circled around makeup, dieting, and cute pets.

"Is it fitting to make the office so lively in such a serious setting?" Xiao Feng knocked on the door panel, raising an objection.

The office went silent for two seconds, then resumed its lively atmosphere.

Xiao Feng was astonished watching Lu Yao enthusiastically discussing lipstick colors, feeling a refreshing revelation. Wasn't she the one who rarely spoke and was so engrossed in the online world, a top genius?!

Mu Shihan rolled some slices of duck meat in pancakes, dipped them in sauce, and took a big bite, praising, "It's delicious! Sister Xiuxiu, did you bring any other specialties?"

Chen Xiuxiu laughed, "This time I was in a rush. Next time, if there's a chance, or if you visit Kyoto, I'll take you to try all the famous snacks there."

Mu Shihan nodded happily, then looked at Xiao Feng, "Brother Xiao Feng, why are you standing? Have a seat; we're all friends here, don't be so modest!"

Xiao Feng chuckled wryly, thinking, I'd love to sit, but there's no seat left for me.

Seeing Xiao Feng hesitating, Mu Shihan dipped half a pancake in sauce, and then ran over to Xiao Feng, "Brother Xiao Feng, open your mouth."

Xiao Feng hesitated to refuse, but seeing the expectant look on the little girl's face, he opened his mouth.

The little girl was delighted, laughing as she fed the half-pancake into Xiao Feng's mouth, "Is it tasty?"

"It's alright, pretty good!" Xiao Feng muffled his reply.

At that moment, the door burst open with a bang, startling everyone in the room who turned to look at the entrance, only to see Wang Lubo entering with a bruised face, his steps faltering, luckily caught by Xiao Feng before he fell.

Chen Xiuxiu tossed her pancake aside and hurried to Wang Lubo's side, anxiously asking, "Lubo, what happened? Say something!"

Wang Lubo covered his face, evasively replied, "No, nothing, I just accidentally fell."

That was obviously nonsense; with such a large area of bruising, what kind of fall would cause this?

So there was only one possibility: Wang Lubo was beaten...

Just thinking about it, everyone was even more shocked. Given Wang Lubo's background, who dared to hit him like this?

At this moment, Song Zhengbo walked in, his face gloomy, "Song Keren, is your office meant for hosting parties? Look at the mess you've made now!"

Song Keren quickly wiped the sauce off her mouth, while Lu Yao and Shi Jiaxin hastily hid the roast duck under the table.

For some reason, everyone felt an immense pressure emanating from Song Zhengbo, as if his words carried an unspoken authority that made them instinctively fear and obey.

Yet Xiao Feng understood this was what people referred to as the aura of authority, a unique presence developed by someone in power for a long time!

"Chen Xiuxiu?" After chastising Song Keren, Song Zhengbo looked at Chen Xiuxiu, who was fussing over Wang Lubo, his expression instantly calm.

"Hello, Uncle Song." After greeting him, Chen Xiuxiu refocused on Wang Lubo, showing no intention to continue chatting.

At this moment, Mu Shihan sidled up to Xiao Feng and whispered, "Brother Xiao Feng, who do you think beat up Fat Bo?"

Xiao Feng chuckled, "I guess it was Song Zhengbo, or his bodyguard, because knowing Bozai's personality, he might've thought attacking Song Zhengbo would get him locked up and away from Chen Xiuxiu's relentless pursuit."

Mu Shihan's eyes widened, "Yeah, I thought the same! Does it mean we're on the same wavelength?"

Without waiting for Xiao Feng to reply, Song Zhengbo's sharp gaze fell on him, then he spoke, "If everyone has no business here, kindly step out for a moment. I have something private to discuss with Director Song."

Everyone exchanged glances, left Song Keren with 'good luck' looks, and filed out the door.

In truth, Song Zhengbo was quite puzzled as to why seeing Xiao Feng made him so angry, feeling that the latter was just inherently annoying, wishing he could smack him, as if Xiao Feng carried a mocking aura.

However, Song Zhengbo thought Xiao Feng wasn't worth the effort to target specifically, unless he were truly trying to steal his daughter.

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