After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 417

Chapter 417: Farewell Letter
“Me?” Ye Lingfeng was taken aback, never expecting it to be because of him. He had thought Zhouzhou was fond of money and reluctant to part with it.

Sensing his thoughts, Qin Lie couldn’t help but feel angry, defending his niece, “Is Zhouzhou, in your eyes, just someone who would do anything for money?”

Just then, Zhouzhou’s voice came through, “Uncle, do I have to return the gold I won too?” Her tone was filled with resentment and reluctance.

Qin Lie: “…”

Ye Lingfeng: “…”

The two men exchanged a silent glance, and Qin Lie looked away first.

“Anyway, avoiding the issue won’t solve anything. You know it well. Leaving now won’t help. You can come back, but at least resolve this matter before you come back. Otherwise, people will keep coming after you, and eventually, they’ll have to target Zhouzhou again.”

That was true. They wouldn’t give up easily. With that in mind, Ye Lingfeng felt a bit irritated. He pursed his lips and said, “I understand. I’ll hang up for now.”

“Okay.”

After ending the call, Ye Lingfeng opened the door and walked out, only to see Zhouzhou sitting pitifully on the sofa, tightly clutching her bank card, her little face wrinkled like a bitter melon.

She had to return the money she had won, and she felt so bitter. Most of the gold had already been taken by the Ancestral Master, and she only had the smallest piece left.

If she had to return it, she would have to use her own money. She couldn’t save money no matter what. She was only five years old and couldn’t bear such a blow.

The little girl’s sorrow was palpable, her eyes red with tears as she curled up on the sofa. Even her braids drooped, seemingly reflecting her mood, making one’s heart ache.

Ye Lingfeng hurried over, picked up Zhouzhou, and cast a cold glance at Zhao Xinghua. “What, bullying a child?”

“How could that be?” Zhao Xinghua endured the pain from the punch Ye Lingfeng had delivered earlier. It was quite heavy.

But he knew it wasn’t a full force blow; Ye Lingfeng had held back, aiming only to cause superficial injuries.

Even so, he had targeted the most painful areas. This man truly sought revenge for even the slightest offense.

Thinking to himself, Zhao Xinghua didn’t voice his thoughts. He looked at Zhouzhou and said, “You don’t have to return the gold. You won it, so it belongs to you.”

Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou’s mournful expression instantly lifted, replaced by happiness.

Seeing her like this, Ye Lingfeng couldn’t help but feel a pang in his heart. Was she really so materialistic? Why was she so distrustful?

Zhao Xinghua looked at him and spoke directly, “Can we talk?”

Ye Lingfeng remained expressionless at the moment, holding Zhouzhou in his arms as he sat down and said bluntly, “If you want to talk about making Zhouzhou the leader of the Wealthy Team, there’s nothing to discuss.”

At his words, Zhao Xinghua fell silent.

After a while, he stood up, sounding somewhat weary as he said, “Don’t leave yet. The Four Bureaus can’t do without you. There are still several tasks waiting for you to complete.”

With that, he turned and left, his departing figure appearing somewhat stooped, evoking a sense of melancholy in those who witnessed it.

Ye Lingfeng knew Zhao Xinghua had his own difficulty. Over the years, he had been diligent in his work for the Four Bureaus, treating them well and striving to secure benefits for them.

Within his authority, he provided them with the greatest convenience. He was someone who valued talent. Ye Lingfeng remembered his kindness, but Zhouzhou did not.

The living room was quiet. Zhouzhou looked up at Ye Lingfeng and nuzzled against him in his arms. Holding onto his neck, she said, “Daddy, don’t be angry. They are all good people.”

She could see the merits shining on them. She knew they valued her abilities, and Daddy just wanted to protect her, so they argued. In the end, it was all because of her. She didn’t want to see this scene.

Zhouzhou hugged him, feeling a bit sulky as she nestled in his arms. Ye Lingfeng held her without saying a word.

Not long after, Chen Tuo walked over and said he had to go on a mission. Although he had just talked about quitting, when it came to the mission, he couldn’t just be willful.

Ye Lingfeng didn’t hesitate. He kissed Zhouzhou on the forehead and said, “Be good and wait for me to come back. Don’t ask for anything from them anymore.”

“Okay,” Zhouzhou nodded, watching him leave in a hurry.

After a while, she ran to the window and saw them boarding the plane, soon disappearing from sight. Zhouzhou sighed, unsure of what to do next.

Ancestral Master emerged from the statue and said, “Actually, Ye Lingfeng’s concerns are fair.” He was also conflicted. If Zhouzhou joined, she could also earn the protection of the country’s light like Ye Lingfeng.

He had confidence that with him there, coupled with Zhouzhou’s abilities, nothing would go wrong.

But life is unpredictable. What if something happened? Ye Lingfeng’s refusal was also due to this uncertainty.

Zhouzhou remained silent, sitting cross-legged on the sofa with her chin resting on her hand, feeling worried.

She sat like this for hours, and even Ancestral Master was starting to feel tired. He yawned and said, “Let’s sleep for now and discuss it later.”

That seemed to be the only option. Zhouzhou ran back to her room, looking at the stars outside and feeling the gold in her bag. She rolled around in bed, wrapped in her blanket, unable to sleep.

Just then, Jinbao walked in, “Meow” and jumped onto the bed, biting her sleeve and pulling her outside.

Seeing this, Zhouzhou was puzzled. “What’s wrong?”

Jinbao pulled her while looking outside. Zhouzhou was puzzled. Was it taking her out?

She followed curiously.

Even though it was night, the island was still brightly lit, with lights in the rooms and faint sounds of their training. If they didn’t work hard now, they might lose their lives during missions in the future.

Jinbao led Zhouzhou to a room, looking very excited.

Zhouzhou followed in curiosity and saw that the room was spacious, with rows of small cabinets around it.

Jinbao walked to a cabinet labeled “1” and patted it with its paws.

“Do you want to open it?” Zhouzhou asked, frowning. “Isn’t it rude to touch other people’s things?”

But Jinbao seemed anxious, and its voice was loud, attracting passersby outside.

“Zhouzhou?” Zhao Xinghua looked surprised to see her, not expecting her to be here.

“Hello, Uncle,” Zhouzhou greeted him.

Seeing Jinbao patting the cabinet, Zhao Xinghua didn’t ask what they were doing here anymore.

He took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, opened the cabinet, and explained, “These are your dad’s things, originally meant for you to see.”

For her? Zhouzhou was surprised.

The cabinet was already open, and it was empty inside except for an envelope.

Zhao Xinghua said, “This used to be empty because he didn’t know you existed at the time. One day, he suddenly told us excitedly that he had a daughter. After that, this cabinet was never empty again.”

As he spoke, he handed the envelope to Zhouzhou. Perhaps considering that Zhouzhou didn’t recognize simplified characters, Ye Lingfeng had used traditional characters on it.

When Zhouzhou saw the characters on the envelope, her eyes widened suddenly.

Her gaze was fixed on the words, and her fingertips trembled.

On it, only two words were written: Farewell Letter.