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nXiang Feng:

"...

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nHe paced back and forth between answering and not answering, wavering frantically.

nIf he didn't answer... What if she was in danger? Xiang Yi was his niece after all...

nBut if he answered, wouldn't he be admitting that he was a dog in front of Shi Sui?

n'I am the CEO of Xing Chen Entertainment, would I do this kind of shameful thing to myself?!'

nThe next moment—

nXiang Feng answered the phone with an expressionless face.

"Hello, state your business, or else please don't disturb.

"

nFrom the receiver, he heard a gentle and obedient voice.

"Uncle, are you working late? Can I bring you some food?

"

nXiang Feng recalled that he had just posted on his WeChat Moments that he was working late as a facade.

nHe almost agreed, thinking this was only Xiang Yi trying to please him. Who knew what kind of trouble she would stir up next?

nIn the past year, using her amnesia as an excuse, she had angered her grandfather until he was hospitalized and had caused her grandmother to pass out several times. She was also on bad terms with all of her older brothers.

nXiang Feng was technically her senior, but he wasn't that much older than Xiang Yi. Hence, she was spoiled by him since she was a child. In the beginning, he cleaned up after her messes, but after he was hurt so many times, he had decided to ignore her issues.

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"No need, we have overtime food at the office.

" Xiang Feng's attitude was cold.

nHe was already prepared for Xiang Yi's fit of rage, but after several seconds, Xiang Yi didn't turn into a demon. Instead—

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"I made it myself.

" Xiang Yi's voice was slow and steady, sounding like it came from someone with a well tempered, gentle personality.

"Minced pork rice, with sweet and sour ribs, freshly steamed vegetables, and pumpkin congee.

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"Heh?

" Xiang Feng stared blankly.

nXiang Yi was a good chef growing up and loved to tinker with all kinds of cuisines. A year ago, she had lost her memory and claimed that she had lost her culinary abilities as well. In the past year, he hadn't even seen her boil water, let alone make dishes.

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"Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you. Uncle, I got my memory back.

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nThe girl's voice on the other end was familiar and soft.

nBut in the past year, Xiang Feng had become so disappointed in her that there was more skepticism and doubt in his voice than there was trust.

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"Come if you want. Your legs are attached to you, I can't stop you.

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nHe hung up.

nXiang Feng rubbed the goosebumps on his arm.

"Little brother Shi Sui, do you think my little niece is bipolar? Just like that mentally insane role you won Best Actor with...

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nShi Sui raised his eyebrows.

"Huh? What did you just call me?

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nXiang Feng: ...!

nHe was really aloof. He even dared call Shi Sui by his nickname!

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"Hey hey, you're younger than me anyway… Calling you little brother is natural.

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nShi Sui coldly smiled.

"I'm not small.

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nXiang Feng: ...?

nF*ck. The car tire print was basically on his face!

nHe sheepishly picked at his fingers.

"I just think my little niece feels like a different person. She even said she got her memory back… I don't know if I should believe her or not.

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nClick.

nShi Sui put his fingers together and lit a cigarette. The scarlet flames amid the smoke flickered like stars. Casually, he said,

"Perhaps she was two people to begin with.

"

nBut his voice was too light and didn't make it to Xiang Feng's ears.

nHalf an hour later...

nXiang Yi entered the CEO's office with a thermos container.

nXiang Feng saw her approach and cautiously stared at her.

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"Uncle,

" Xiang Yi softly greeted him. She noticed someone else in the room as well, sitting on the sofa playing with a lighter and facing away from her.

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"Did you really make this? You didn't just call take out, did you?

" Xiang Feng continued to complain. He thought to himself, he would just open the container to look but wouldn't touch the food. There was no way he'd forgive Xiang Yi!

nAs soon as he opened the container, a rich fragrance immediately filled the entire office.

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