Withered Broken Ice Blue

Chapter 134 Cold Family Affection

Wen Ruoyao turned around and saw a girl in a royal blue dress coming into her sight. She smiled and nodded, "A flight at three in the morning?"

Chi Feiwan pursed his lips, and the words he was about to ask were stuck in his throat.

"What do you want to ask?"

Chi Feiwan put his hands behind his back and said, "My eldest brother asked Sister Ruoyao to come to the Chi family. Is there really no purpose?"

Why did she ask that?

Chi Feiwan has never seen her eldest brother since she was a child, and she has no idea what kind of person he is. The family portrait at home will never be complete.

In the family portrait before the age of seven, the eldest brother is missing. In the family portrait after the age of seven, the grandmother and eldest brother are missing.

Chi Shiyun is a very low-key person. The Chi family is very tight-lipped about his whereabouts, and the outside world has no way of knowing where he is. This also makes Chi Shiyun very mysterious.

Not only that, Chi Shiyun has never appeared on social media, which makes people even more curious about his image and personality.

What does he look like? What kind of person is he?

In fact, what Chi Feiwan really wanted to ask was what her elder brother's attitude towards her was?

Good or bad.

Wen Ruoyao could easily catch a person's true thoughts. She smiled slightly, "Wanwan, you want to ask what Shi Yun's attitude towards you is, right?"

Chi Feiwan nodded slightly.

"Your eldest brother asked me to come here to protect you. If Qian Mingzhu and her daughter treat you badly, or if your grandfather oppresses you, he will take action." Wen Ruoyao said softly, "Mr. Du was invited by your eldest brother. When he learned that you were bullied, he thought of a revenge plan."

Wen Ruoyao did not hide anything from Chi Feiwan.

After hearing this, Chi Feiwan should have shown a happy expression. After her grandmother passed away, there was finally someone who truly loved her. But she was afraid that Chi Shiyun was just protecting her.

Just like Shen Linxi, Chi Jinshu and Chi Yizi, they just protect her and won't tolerate outsiders bullying her, but when Old Man Chi oppresses him, these people will just watch coldly from the side.

Chi Feiwan is no longer the ignorant three-year-old child. She is 16 years old and can distinguish right from wrong and what true love is.

True love is not like this, and true family affection is not like this.

Birds need the blue sky to show off their majestic presence, spiders need to weave webs to navigate the world, and humans need family affection to sustain their lives. [1]

But for Chi Feiwan, home is not a safe haven, but a demon that drags her into hell.

Chi Feiwan couldn't tell anything from Wen Ruoyao's words.

If we could judge whether a person is good or bad based on just a few words, the world would be in chaos.

Chi Feiwan remembered a sentence he read in a book when he was a child: There are a hundred me in a hundred eyes, and never get to know myself from other people's mouths.

If she wanted to know what kind of person her elder brother was, she had to find out for herself, not through other people's words.

"Please say thank you to my brother for me." Chi Feiwan spoke again in a very calm tone.

A hint of doubt flashed across Wen Ruoyao's beautiful eyes. She really couldn't understand this 16-year-old girl in front of her.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands grasped Chi Feiwan's slender wrist, "Wanwan, I have a gift for you."

Before Chi Feiwan could react, he was pulled away by a force.

Wen Ruoyao did not step forward to stop him, naturally because she knew that man would not hurt Wanwan.

"Jiang Huaixu, slow down!" Chi Feiwan lifted her skirt, her hair was a little loose, and a few strands of hair blocked her vision.

The moonlight shines through the treetops, and the shadows of the trees dance.

The courtyard is quite deep, and the back garden is filled with flowers and plants of various colors, red as fire, white as snow, green as dripping, colorful and beautiful.

The back garden was very quiet at night, and the guests were all in the front yard.

The Chi family’s manor is very large, with two back gardens alone. The dinner was held in an open space surrounded by many trees.

The Chi family’s back garden is actually a place that Chi Feiwan rarely sets foot in.

Every time she came here, she was seen by the servants at home, and then they ran to tell Shen Linxi.

When her grandmother was still alive, no one could stop her from coming here, but after her grandmother passed away, the back garden became a place Chi Feiwan was forbidden to set foot in.

There isn't much change in the back garden, except for the flowers that bloom in different seasons.

Feeling the force on his wrist loosen, Chi Feiwan immediately broke free, "Why did you bring me here?"

The dark blue night goes well with Chi Feiwan's sapphire evening gown.

The place where Jianghuai Preface came to late was a flower garden.

Under Chi Feiwan's suspicious gaze, Jiang Huaixu took out a bouquet of flowers from the tall flowers.

The outer packaging is wrapped in light blue Ou Ya paper, and a bow is tied in the middle with mesh cloth.

"Crushed Ice Blue, the most suitable flower for you."

Chi Feiwan looked at the roses in the package. Its beauty was just like the first snow in winter, pure white with a hint of blue, fresh and refined.

On a starry night, the crushed ice blue rose sparkles with alluring brilliance.

How could it be possible that Chi Feiwan had never seen Shattered Ice Blue?

Chi Feiwan smiled bitterly and did not take the bouquet. "Because of my blue eyes?"

Jiang Huaixu curled his lips, "The moonlight, the dress, and your blue eyes all go well with this bouquet of flowers, don't they?"

"I'm sure you'll like it."

Does suitable mean like?

Chi Feiwan lowered his eyes slightly and said, "But, Jiang Huaixu, I don't like Broken Ice Blue."

The crushed ice blue has been processed twice, just like her life has been processed twice.

Before the age of seven is one life, and after the age of seven is another life.

Jiang Huaixu's breathing stagnated, "So what kind of flowers do you like?"

Chi Feiwan met her gaze and said, "I don't like any flowers."

Even if there is, I won’t tell you.

After saying this, Chi Feiwan lifted her skirt and turned to leave.

The bouquet of crushed ice blue was also thrown into a trash can. Such beautiful flowers were thrown away just like that.

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The matter of the illegitimate daughter came to an end. After observing her at the dinner, she did not demonstrate her own value.

For a businessman who puts profit above all else, it would be a loss to let Qian Shi'an return to his roots.

So after the dinner, Qian Mingzhu and her daughter caught the next flight out of Haicheng.

She originally thought that Chi Feiwan could celebrate the New Year with her family this year, but she obviously underestimated the ruthlessness of Old Man Chi.

The light in Mr. Chi’s study is still on at this hour.

"Chi Feiwan, you should pack your luggage tonight and return to the capital tomorrow morning."

Chi Feiwan clenched his fists and said, "Grandpa! Please at least let me wait until after the New Year!"

A Chinese New Year is not the Chinese New Year.

The Chinese New Year is a time for the family to get together, be reunited, and be happy.

But Mr. Chi just wouldn't let the family reunite.

Old Master Chi looked at Chi Feiwan with a pair of cold eyes, which was not the look a grandfather would give his granddaughter. "Chi Feiwan, do you think this year will be an exception? In previous years, you spent the New Year in Beijing. Are you not used to it this year?"

"Besides, do you really want to go home? Wasn't the trauma you suffered when I locked you up in the basement enough?" Old Master Chi was a cold-blooded and heartless person at heart.

He knew how to touch Chi Feiwan's sore spot.

The memory of being locked in the basement is still vivid in Chi Feiwan's mind and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Sure enough, only the closest people know where the stab of the knife will hurt the most.