Xia Zhiyi felt that she didn't quite meet the requirements either.
Six months ago, he might have met the requirements, but he has grown quite a bit taller in the past six months. Although he still has that baby face, he is now almost 1.8 meters tall.
Fu Yunyi: "Alright, I'll talk to Xu Chen about this later."
Xia Zhiyi: "You came to me about this?"
Fu Yunyi: "No, but everything else is minor and not urgent."
"It's getting late, you should get some rest."
Hearing Xia Zhiyi nodded. "Okay, I'm going to sleep now. You should get some rest too."
Fu Yunyi: "Okay, good night."
Xia Zhiyi: "Good night."
After Xia Zhiyi left, Fu Yunyi finally let out a sigh of relief, stroked his chin, and muttered, "So, is Uncle impotent? Why does Xia Zhiyi seem perfectly fine?"
Otherwise, could it be that he guessed their location wrong?
Fu Yunyi suddenly snapped out of his reverie, clearing his mind of all random thoughts, and muttered, "Forget it, why am I thinking about these things? They have nothing to do with me."
But, as expected, they did it.
And she even took a shower.
*
Xia Zhiyi returned to his room; this time, he had gone straight to sharing a room with Fu Chi.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Xia Zhiyi asked as she hung her pajamas on the hanger after entering the room and noticing the bedside lamp was still on.
"I'll wait for you," the man replied in a deep voice.
Upon hearing this, Xia Zhiyi smiled, got into bed, and lay down next to the man. Fu Chi then naturally turned off the light and pulled her into his arms.
"What does Fu Yunyi want with you?" A voice suddenly came from the dim light.
Xia Zhiyi: "It's nothing, it's just that someone wants to film a martial arts drama and wants to work with me."
Fu Chi gave a low hum of approval. "For things like this, have him message you directly next time. There's no need to go downstairs to discuss it in the middle of the night."
Xia Zhiyi chuckled; "It wasn't him who called me downstairs in the middle of the night. It was because you've been gone for so long that I had no choice but to come down at this time."
Fu Chi was silent for a moment, then turned his head and kissed him on the forehead. "Sleep."
Okay, let's skip this topic.
Xia Zhiyi wrapped her arms around his waist, pressed her cheek against his chest, closed her eyes to listen to his heartbeat, and softly murmured, "Goodnight."
"Good night."
*
After waking up the next day, Xia Zhiyi checked on Fu Chi's eyes as usual. After receiving the answer that they should be no different from ordinary people, the two looked at each other.
Xia Zhiyi: "Your dad knows about this, right? Should we tell him?"
Fu Chi: "Wait a little longer, at least a month."
He didn't want his elderly father to be disappointed.
Although over the years, both he and the old man have gotten used to it.
Xia Zhiyi understood his thoughts and nodded, "Okay."
The two got up quite early, and when they came downstairs, Fu Yunyi was already up and eating breakfast in the dining room.
Xia Zhiyi glanced at it and said to Fu Chi, "I'm going out for a run, I'll come back and eat later. Why don't you eat with your nephew first?"
Fu Chi thought for a moment and nodded, "Alright."
He also had something to say to Fu Yunyi.
So Xia Zhiyi went for her morning exercise.
Hearing the noise, Fu Yunyi knew the two had gotten up, but after a while, he only saw Fu Chi enter the restaurant. He paused, then asked, "Hey? Where's Uncle?"
In front of Fu Chi, he would still respectfully call Xia Zhiyi "Uncle".
Fu Chi: "Going for morning exercise."
Fu Yunyi also Xia Zhiyi had this habit, and said with an "Oh," "I see, but he changed the time?"
Previously, I would get up before dawn.
Fu Chi glanced at him. "Why ask so many questions?"
Xia Zhiyi was willing to sleep a little longer with him, so how could Fu Yunyi possibly have a problem with that?
As soon as Fu Yunyi finished speaking, he saw Fu Chi and realized why, so he shut his mouth.
As Fu Chi sat down, he glanced at the food in front of Fu Yunyi, paused, and then turned to ask the butler to serve him some congee.
Early in the morning, Fu Yunyi's breakfast consisted entirely of fried food.
Fu Yunyi will go to the company after he finishes eating. He is the only one in the family who needs to go to work early in the morning. The old man is just an outside helper. He can go when needed and stay at home when not needed.
Noticing that Fu Chi had come over and wanted to talk to him, Fu Yunyi unconsciously sped up his eating.
Fu Chi asked coldly, "Why are you eating so fast?"
Fu Yunyi: "..."
He silently slowed down, swallowed the food in his mouth, looked at Fu Chi, and tentatively asked, "Is there something you want to tell me?"
Fu Chi: "Okay, you just eat and listen."
Xia Zhiyi Fu Chi wanted to talk to Fu Yunyi about company matters, but that wasn't the case.
Fu Chi thought about everything he had seen in his dream. He hadn't known about it before, but now that he had "dreamed" about it and knew about the tragic ending, Fu Chi couldn't just do nothing.
"Use your connections to help me investigate a few people."
Fu Yunyi was somewhat surprised. "Huh?"
Fu Chi said calmly, "Don't ask so many questions, just do as I say."
Fu Yunyi: "... Alright then."
When Xia Zhiyi returned from her morning run and received the rapier that had been prepared earlier from the housekeeper, she noticed that only Fu Chi was home.
He asked, " Fu Yunyi is gone?"
Fu Chi came out of the living room, looking at him with gentle eyes. "Yes, I went to the company. Dad knows I wanted to take this opportunity to clean up the company of corrupt officials, so he came along to support me."
On the surface, it's to support Fu Yunyi, but in reality... it's still to cooperate with Fu Chi and put on an act.
This might have a slant to the tune of entrapment, but if there were no ulterior motives, how could a normal job be lured out?
Hearing Xia Zhiyi nodded. "It's good that the old man has this much energy."
Without changing her clothes, Xia Zhiyi picked up her sword and went to the courtyard. She smiled at Fu Chi and began practicing her swordsmanship.
The butler brought Fu Chi a chair and had him sit behind the glass door to watch Xia Zhiyi practice her swordplay in the courtyard. Just then, it started snowing again, and the snowflakes drifted down, making the whole scene look incredibly beautiful.
Fu Chi had a thermos cup next to him, containing a health-preserving tea that Xia Zhiyi had prepared for him, which the housekeeper had personally prepared that morning.
At this moment, the butler stood quietly behind Fu Chi, his gaze unconsciously drawn to the graceful figure in the courtyard, and he was so amazed that he forgot to breathe.
The boy usually consciously restrained himself, making him appear like a gentle, Ordinary Person.
But at this moment, he and the sword in his hand became one, shining brighter than anyone else in this snowy morning, impossible to ignore.
He doesn't need to say anything; he is a stunning sight to behold.