These voices, perhaps they have a point, but undoubtedly, they completely deny Sheng Yanxiao’s own abilities and his hard work.

He knows what he’s done, how much he’s accomplished, so he doesn’t care about those random people’s words. But looking back, he thinks, while he can handle it, the burdens placed on Su Weiyi would only be heavier.

After all, it’s well known that she is not the biological daughter of the Sheng Family, just this one fact has brought her countless disputes since childhood.

Sheng Yanxiao once thought that these things were not worth caring about, but later he gradually understood that while they might not care, hearing it repeatedly would inevitably change one’s mindset.

Such as the first time he met failure, especially then when the other party was unaware of his identity, for Sheng Yanxiao, it was a blow. A single failure isn’t much, but combined with a bit of sensitivity and his unstable mindset at the time, he once doubted in front of Si Nian whether his success was truly just because he was Sheng Yanxiao.

Although he quickly discarded this thought, that moment, that deep sense of helplessness and frustration is forever etched in Sheng Yanxiao’s memory.

Thus, he understands Su Weiyi’s apprehensions and burdens, which is why he can patiently wait for her, wait for the day she is willing to come to him.

And now, having to part from her again, he is reluctant, but he’s also unwilling for her to abandon her budding career here.

Sheng Yanxiao turned his head and kissed Su Weiyi’s forehead lightly, never mind, these are trivial matters to discuss slowly. The most important thing now is that she has returned, returned to his side.

With that gentle yet resolute gaze, she told him she wants to be with him.

Nothing is more important than this.

With his beloved in his arms, Sheng Yanxiao’s sleep quality improved greatly, though not entirely perfect, he fell asleep with difficulty, just without dreams.

It was past three in the morning when Sheng Yanxiao finally slept deeply, so when Su Weiyi woke up, he was still immersed in deep sleep.

Su Weiyi gently and softly slipped out of Sheng Yanxiao’s embrace; she had gone to bed early, and it’s just before seven-thirty now.

Slowly walking out of the room, the sky outside was already bright, though the sun was still hidden behind the clouds, making it feel chilly.

After freshening up, Su Weiyi opened the fridge to prepare breakfast.

Her nature is soft, especially when making breakfast for her loved one, she is even more gentle, as if trying to turn breakfast into the most beautiful work of art.

Her movements are slow and graceful, cracking an egg with utmost elegance.

Sheng Yanxiao, following his biological clock, opened his eyes at ten past eight; the spot beside him was already empty, and he smelled a hint of oil and a faint aroma upon opening the bedroom door.

Su Weiyi was standing at the stove, back facing him, busy with something.

Sheng Yanxiao walked over, his tall figure embraced her from behind, and he bent down, resting his chin on Su Weiyi’s shoulder.

Su Weiyi was startled, but quickly regained her composure, and smiled, "You’re awake? Go brush your teeth, breakfast is ready."

Sheng Yanxiao, eyes closed, spoke in a hoarse voice, "I don’t want to eat."

"Don’t want to eat? No, skipping breakfast is bad for the stomach."

Ever since knowing that thanks to her Sheng Yanxiao’s stomach was in terrible shape, Su Weiyi began making different kinds of breakfast for him.