Xu Feng lay to one side, watching the young men joking and playing, his heart filled with comfort. Reflecting on everything that had happened this evening, he felt quite moved. Xushu had been in the city for nearly two years, yet he had never brought Li Xiurong in to enjoy a better life. Although he had heard the reasons from Li Xiurong before, he had still harbored some doubts. Only after experiencing it firsthand did he realize that what Xushu and Li Xiurong had told him was likely an understatement.
Having lived for more than half a lifetime, traveling far and wide, he had seen his fair share of all kinds of people. He was no stranger to someone like Yi Zhonghai, with his complex mind and calculating nature. But he truly had not expected that in this small courtyard, so many people like Yi Zhonghai would be gathered together; it could only be described as a "spectacle." Fortunately, Xushu’s performance left him extremely satisfied, and he felt completely at ease, believing that Xu Hua and the others would surely have a bright future following Xushu. As Xu Feng pondered this, thinking about what else he could do for Xushu, his eyelids grew heavy, and amidst the day’s busyness and reflections, he slowly drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, as the dawn light just began to filter through the thin clouds, spilling onto the gray tiles and white walls of the courtyard, Xushu rose early. He walked to the kitchen on tiptoe, his movements skillful and efficient as he began to p…
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