They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

It's really tough.

But Xia, with a mischievous streak, leaned close to her ear and spoke.

"Auntie Ai, are you going to agree to let me enroll in school or not?"

We're all still waiting for your reply!

The boy's low voice quietly slipped into the ear of Feng Aotian's mentor, like a gentle rain nourishing the earth.

Caught in a dilemma, Ella tightened her grip on the phone.

She gritted her teeth, feeling a surge of anger and resentment at Xia's despicable behavior amidst her tension.

But all I can do is endure it.

The world where only Ella is injured has been achieved.

"Well, yes."

As if relieved of a great burden, Ella finally relented.

A drop of sweat trickled down her slender neck.

Lilith was overjoyed to get the answer she wanted and immediately expressed her sincere gratitude.

Char was overjoyed to receive the acceptance letter, as happy as a child.

Ella leaned back on the sofa, one hand supporting her, and looked up at the beautiful chandelier on the ceiling, but her attention was entirely on the spoiled 'child'.

She tried to hang up, but Lilith kept nagging and wouldn't let go.

Summer, the little child, is returning to the warm harbor of her childhood.

As expected, the older generation has obvious advantages and is very inclusive!

Ella's eyes flickered with resentment, and her already form-fitting dress now felt even tighter and more uncomfortable.

Annoyed at the instigator, she placed her hand on Xia's head, seemingly wanting to teach him a lesson.

Do you really enjoy being a child?

A blush rose on the gentle lady's face.

A gentle breeze swept by, bringing a chill that suddenly struck Ella's mind, bringing her back to her senses.

Realizing what was happening, Ella immediately hung up the phone, and Lilith's voice abruptly stopped.

The hand that was on Xia's head pushed him away.

Their eyes met, and the young man smiled, his expression gentle and elegant.

Ella's eyes were still misty, but her gaze was sharp and clearly warning.

He was an elder of his fiancée; it was too shameful for him to be bullied by a teenager.

Ella was completely weak and had no strength left.

Char was a little disappointed, but he also knew when to stop.

"I'll leave the enrollment to Aunt Ai, thank you."

The boy's smile was bright and sunny, showing no trace of his previous wickedness.

"I see."

Although Alaran's body was still tense, she did feel a little relieved.

Things are finally back on track.

However, the next second, Ella, who was shrouded in shadow, opened her eyes wide.

Didn't we already warn him?

Isn't it already over?

What's going on with this kiss?!

Did he even take his warning to heart?

Ella tried to resist, but her body was limp and she had no strength at all.

The feeling of being unable to control her own destiny caused her gentle face to instantly turn as red as a tomato.

Her delicate hands rested on Xia's chest, yet she was powerless to resist, a gesture that seemed to both reject and welcome.

My cheeks, which had just cooled down a little, started burning again.

Well, it's not because I don't want to resist.

Ella thought to herself in a daze.

After expressing his gratitude through his actions, Char finally left.

"Auntie Ai, I look forward to seeing you again at the academy."

Xia smiled and put those words down, then completely withdrew.

Ella felt dizzy and somewhat dazed.

Her gaze unconsciously followed Xia's figure.

Watching him get up from the sofa, watching him slowly and methodically straighten his slightly wrinkled clothes.

Watching him turn and leave.

Before leaving, Xia paused for a moment as he passed the restaurant.

In the entryway between the dining room and the living room, there is a small table with the memorial tablet of Ella's deceased husband on it.

A bold idea suddenly popped into Xia's mind and kept flashing through his head.

Char paused only for a moment, then continued on his way.

At this point, the ring's influence is not enough.

Going too far will definitely backfire.

Of course, the most important thing.

He's not a pervert!

Xia said that he had never really thought about the idea of ​​a widow in a funeral parlor.

She had no idea what it meant to kneel before her deceased husband to repent and apologize.

Chapter Eight: I did all of this for you, my dear.

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Before leaving, Xia stood at the door, holding the handle in one hand.

"Aunt Ai".

Ella instinctively turned her head to look over.

Xia Ya smiled, a hint of curiosity in his expression.

Was that your first kiss?

In an instant, Char saw Ella's expression change.

The flush on her face faded rapidly, leaving her face deathly pale.

Xia's smile widened, but he didn't press for an answer. Instead, he closed the door and disappeared into the villa.

He didn't even press me for an answer; I'm such a kind person.

However, this statement is utterly devastating.

The house had fallen silent; there was no sound.

Ella slumped onto the sofa, her usually upright posture now limp.

Her stunningly beautiful face was filled with a stunned look of disappointment.

Her form-fitting dress was rather thin, and the front of her dress was disheveled. Coupled with her somewhat panicked and helpless eyes, she looked pitiful and incredibly charming.

She looks exactly like a married woman being blackmailed by a blond-haired man.

Ella bit her lower lip, tears welling up in her eyes.

My body felt weak and powerless, and my heart was filled with anxiety.

She didn't want to either, but what could she do now?

Xia Ya knew her biggest secret, and in order to avoid exposing it, she had no choice but to yield and back down.

Ella dragged her weary legs to the front of the funeral hall, looked at her husband's photo on the memorial tablet, and reached out to touch his face.

All I got was a cold, lifeless picture frame.

Ella's expression grew increasingly sorrowful, and the humiliation in her heart overflowed, streaming down her face.

"I did all this for you, my dear."

Ella's lips twitched a few times, but she couldn't open her mouth; she could only silently repeat it in her mind.