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Aizhe moved towards the sofa with his feet almost touching the ground.

When he reached the sofa, he and Feng Chengfu exchanged a glance, then he lowered his head slightly and stared at Feng Chengfu's legs without saying a word.

"sit."

A single, emotionless "sit down" signaled the official start of the conversation.

Upon hearing the order, Ai Zhe slowly bowed and sat down on the sofa to Feng Chengfu's left.

Knowing he was in the wrong, he simply didn't have the courage to sit opposite Feng Chengfu.

Aizhe stood with his legs together and his hands on his knees, trying his best to straighten his back, but no matter how he straightened his posture, he could not hide his superficial aura.

"I know everything about what happened between you two."

Feng Chengfu said it casually.

Aizhe's fingernails turned white instantly, and her fingers gripped her kneecaps tightly.

The last shred of hope that he could only console himself with completely vanished.

After all, Feng Yue knew about the affair, so there was no reason why Feng Chengfu, with his extensive connections, wouldn't know.

Feng Chengfu was able to silence those who coveted the company's technology back then, so it's impossible that he couldn't find out about his private life.

Ai Zhe closed his eyes, waiting for Feng Chengfu's verdict like a prisoner who knew he was about to be sentenced to death.

“I taught Xiaoyue when she was very young that she should think carefully about the possible consequences of whatever she does, and she has almost never disappointed me in this regard.”

Feng Chengfu did not continue with what he had just said, but instead turned the topic to Feng Yue.

"Never having suffered the consequences of making mistakes is not necessarily a good thing, because over time people will become blindly confident. Without experiencing pain, they will not know how to respect and avoid it. Your existence fills this gap perfectly."

Aizhe gripped his knees even tighter, and cold sweat began to break out on his palms, back, and soles of his feet.

He knew that Feng Chengfu's words were definitely not a compliment to his own work.

Although the word "two" is just the beginning of the topic, the real focus is the transition that follows "but," and it's coming soon.

"Xiaoyue chose to get revenge on you by marrying you out of her own will. It's her choice, and I won't interfere too much. I hope she will always remember this price."

Feng Chengfu turned to look at Ai Zhe until he opened his eyes and looked at him directly: "But she is, after all, my daughter. I respect her opinion, but there are limits to that respect."

If things between you two cross the line in the future, I will handle your problems in my own way, understand?

Is this over?

Ai Zhe really didn't expect Feng Chengfu to be so easy to talk to.

The anticipated company takeover and financial ruin did not materialize. Instead, there was only a perfunctory and innocuous warning, without even any substantial punishment.

Ai Zhe couldn't understand why Feng Chengfu let him off so easily, or whether the values ​​of the rich were completely different from those of ordinary people like them.

He is self-aware and knows very well that he was in the wrong first.

Despite his fear, if Feng Chengfu really wanted to use any means necessary, Ai Zhe would admit it; after all, she couldn't escape.

However, the other party seemed unwilling to delve into the matter, merely issuing a verbal warning and considering the matter closed.

Looking into those captivating eyes, Aizhe's throat tightened, and he nodded with difficulty: "I understand."

"Good, go back to Xiaoyue's ward and stay there, but don't go in."

Aizhe felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and his doubts did not prevent him from quickly nodding and getting up.

Being in the same room with Feng Chengfu was an ordeal, both psychologically and physically.

Click.

Ai Zhe opened the door.

"What are you going to call the child?"

Just as Ai Zhe was about to leave the room, Feng Chengfu's voice rang out again, startling him so much that he trembled.

"Ai Liang... how about this name?"

As Aizhe turned around, he said the name he had thought of beforehand.

"...Okay, go ahead."

Aizhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He paused at the door for two or three seconds, and after confirming that Feng Chengfu had nothing to add, he turned around and closed the door.

As he passed the butler, Ai Zhe forced out an awkward yet ingratiating smile; he couldn't afford to offend any member of the Feng family.

Ai Zhe straightened his back and walked stiffly into the elevator. Only then did he dare to breathe heavily.

The butler stared at Aizhe's retreating figure, and after confirming that the elevator had started moving, he turned and walked into the office.

"Want some tea?"

The butler walked to the sofa and asked.

"I'm not in the mood." Feng Chengfu rubbed his wrists, as if he wanted to stretch his muscles. "What do you think?"

"He has basic responsibility, but he is too inexperienced in dealing with people and situations."

The butler gave a relatively objective assessment of Aizhe: "However, Miss must genuinely like him, otherwise she wouldn't be so resentful of his betrayal."

Feng Chengfu sneered: "Heh, otherwise why would he be here?"

The butler smiled slightly and didn't respond, instead changing the subject: "I've already spoken to some of my business partners."

"Is Aizhe Company's business going to be severely hampered for the foreseeable future? Should we buy some stocks under the guise of prostitutes?"

"Buy it as you see fit, but don't tell Xiaoyue yet. Give it to her when she needs it."

"What about the approval from the government agencies?"

Feng Chengfu rubbed his temples: "Since this has already been passed, there's no need to be too rigid. Just make the ending a little more complicated and challenging."

"I understand. The child's physical examination should be almost finished. Shall we go and check on him?"

When the topic of children came up, Feng Chengfu's face showed a complex expression.

Although Aizhe is hateful, the child is innocent.

After this incident, it's uncertain whether Feng Yue will still be willing to have children in the future.

So this is his first grandson, and very likely his last.

"...Let's go, he's my grandson after all."

........................

Two months later.

Inside the nursery of the manor.

The nanny carried Ai Liang, who had just woken up, around the room.

Where am I? Wasn't I dead?

Ai Liang, who could already recognize external sounds, struggled to lift her eyelids as she listened to the nanny's humming.

But less than two seconds later he closed his eyes again.

The light is so bright...

The moment Ai Liang opened her eyes, she felt as if she had been staring at the sun for half an hour in the middle of summer, with dark shadows and patches everywhere in her vision.

what's wrong with me?
Despite the excruciating pain in her brain, Ai Liang opened her mouth to ask the person next to her a question.

"Eee-yah-yah (Where am I?)"

The baby's babbling could be heard from inside the room.

Ai Liang was puzzled and called out again.

"Eee-yah! (What's that sound?)"

As the two infants began to murmur, Ai Liang finally realized what was happening.

Is that my voice? Have I turned into a baby?!

"Aunt Jia! The child seems hungry!"

The maid immediately called for the wet nurse who was resting on the other side of the room.

Hungry? I'm not hungry!

Ai Liang tried to raise her arms, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break through the blanket that was wrapping her up.

Having grown accustomed to the adult body, this feeling of weakness and powerlessness is truly unpleasant.