He Jingyao poured him a cup of tea and pushed it in front of him, "You traveled all the way from Yanzhou City, have some water first."
"Jingyao, you are my only son." He Yirong sighed, his gaze complex, "What I am most proud of is having a son like you. You never needed me to worry about you. You were exceptionally talented and always earnest and responsible. I have always trusted you deeply."
"So, you no longer trust me now?" He Jingyao flashed a mocking smile.
"You don’t even care about your own life anymore, how can I trust you?" He Yirong suddenly flared up, "Although your sister is gradually getting better, she is still an ignorant little girl. Your mom and I... do you not care about us anymore? Are you just planning to stay by that woman’s side, happy with however many years you can get?"
He Jingyao slammed the cup down on the table and scoffed coldly, "What evidence do you have that this is because of Zhixi?"
"You were perfectly fine before!" He Yirong stood up agitatedly.
"I am still fine now." He Jingyao’s tone was extremely cold, "Arthur’s analysis seems logical, but I had never done the related tests before. It does not prove anything, perhaps I was born to have a short life."
"You..." He Yirong trembled with anger, yet he couldn’t find the words to retort.
"Besides, even if it really is because of Zhixi." He Jingyao chuckled, "I would rather live a little shorter."
"Stop talking!" He Yirong’s face darkened, "Assuming what you say makes sense, I will give you one month. After a month, let Arthur test you again. If his judgment is wrong, then I will never interfere in your life again. But if it confirms his judgment, it will not be up to you at that time!"
He Jingyao watched him expressionlessly, remaining silent.
He Yirong picked up the cup of tea, drank it down in one gulp, and then turned and strode out of the restaurant.
As his figure disappeared at the door, Su Zixi finally finished her makeup and returned to her seat.
"How is it now?" Su Zixi looked at him nervously.
He Jingyao’s gaze landed on her blushing lips, deepening.
"Hmm, very good." He smiled faintly.
"That’s good." Su Zixi picked up the menu, full of gusto, "Jingyao, whatever you want to eat, just order!"
He Jingyao chuckled softly.
After the meal, Su Zixi went to pay with her scholarship money that had just been deposited, spending it completely.
Content, she turned back with a radiant smile, "Jingyao, let’s go home."
The man held her hand and said hoarsely, "Yeah, let’s go home."
Suddenly, Su Zixi noticed that the man was unusually gentle and restrained today, barely laying a hand on her...
"Jingyao, what’s wrong with you?" she asked involuntarily.
He Jingyao met her eyes, "What?"
"Today... you’re very restrained," she said thoughtfully.
The man suddenly laughed.
"Not that..." Su Zixi blushed, "You seemed a bit unusual."
He looked deeply into her eyes, "I understand."
After saying that, he led her by the waist to the car.
Su Zixi hurriedly explained, "I... I didn’t mean that..."
But once they were in the car, He Jingyao quickly pulled her into his arms, cupped her face, and kissed her.