Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Under the reflection of soft lighting, the entrance looks particularly cozy. The light and shadow on the ground interweave to form a warm halo. The air is filled with a faint wood fragrance, adding a touch of tranquility and comfort to this quiet space.

A man and a woman stood quietly at the entrance. The elevator door opened and closed awkwardly in front of them, just like the silent atmosphere between them at the moment.

Wen Shuxin looked at Li Jinhe with a hint of expectation in her eyes, but was also hit by his cold attitude.

She could only bite her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice filled with grievance and frustration: "Brother, this is a snack made by mom herself. She knows you are allergic to peanuts, so she carefully selected the ingredients this time. You can eat it without worry."

As she spoke, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and continued to convey her mother's concern: "Mom also specially asked a friend to bring you some seafood. I know it's not easy to store it here, so I left it at Uncle Qi's place. Remember to go and eat it when you are free."

She was looking forward to Li Jinhe's reaction, hoping that these considerations would soften his attitude. But Li Jinhe just sighed tiredly, and the expression on his face seemed to be a little relaxed. Before she could observe carefully, he was rejected again: "I will keep the dim sum, but not the seafood. I am very busy and don't have time to go over."

Li Jinhe's voice was still filled with alienation: "Go back early, I still have work to do."

Wen Shuxin felt disappointed, she knew this conversation had come to an end. She forced a smile and tried to make her voice sound calm: "Then I won't bother you, brother, you have to take care of yourself..."

Li Jinhe did not respond, but silently pressed the elevator door again.

Wen Shuxin turned around and prepared to leave, but she caught a glimpse of the wheelchair next to the shoe cabinet in her peripheral vision, which caught her attention. She suddenly became alert, as if she had found a way to show concern for Li Jinhe. She turned around quickly and asked with a hint of worry in her tone, "Brother, are you feeling unwell?"

Li Jinhe was somewhat puzzled by this question, but he simply answered: "No."

Wen Shuxin did not give up. She looked Li Jinhe up and down, trying to find any abnormal signs from him. She insisted, "Then why do you have a wheelchair at home? And it looks like it has been used."

Li Jinhe didn't like being stared at like this, and his expression turned cold again. He briefly explained, "It belongs to my friend."

Wen Shuxin noticed his displeasure, but she still insisted and said with concern: "Brother, if you feel uncomfortable, you can tell your family. Or you can go home and live, we will take care of you."

Li Jinhe's patience had run out, but he still maintained his basic manners and did not say anything too harsh. He responded coldly: "I'm fine, and I won't go back. Just take care of yourselves."

After saying that, he pinched the bridge of his nose irritably and ordered us to leave again: "I still have work to do, you should go back early."

The girl's voice revealed a deep sense of loss, and she said softly: "Brother, I know I may not please you, but I sincerely hope that we can become a real family. I have no ill will, but seeing you alone outside, we are all very distressed..."

Li Jinhe interrupted her, with obvious impatience in his tone: "Enough, there is no need to say these words."

He was in an extremely irritable mood. This so-called sister was actually not related to him by blood, but was his stepfather's child. He avoided his terrible family of origin and didn't want to mention it at all.

More importantly, Wei Zhe'an is still present at this moment.

Although there was a partition at the entrance and Wen Shuxin could not see Wei Zhe'an sitting on the sofa, the space was limited after all and the sound would inevitably reach Wei Zhe'an's ears.

Li Jinhe never wanted to expose his shameful past to others, so he now hoped even more urgently that Wen Shuxin would leave.

Wen Shuxin was so frightened by Li Jinhe's angry voice that she dared not speak anymore. She carefully observed Li Jinhe's expression.

Although there was no obvious anger on his face, his eyes revealed obvious impatience. Wen Shuxin quickly recalled in her mind how Li Jinhe looked when he was angry in the past, trying to use past experience to judge his current state.

The atmosphere between the two became awkward and tense again.

At this moment, Wei Zhe'an limped into the entrance hall. He struggled to stick his head out from the partition and locked his eyes on Li Jinhe. There was a hint of urging in his tone: "Mr. Li, can we start talking? It's getting late. I have a recording task tonight, so I have to go back early."

Li Jinhe turned to look at him, looking somewhat dissatisfied with his behavior. He quickly stepped forward to hold his arm, still with a hint of indifference in his tone: "Didn't I tell you to sit still?"

Wei Zhe'an didn't care much about it. Instead, he continued to interpret it: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Li, I'm really busy and I'm sorry to bother you."

Wen Shuxin looked at Wei Zhe'an curiously. Suddenly, she seemed to recognize him. A look of doubt appeared on her face. She asked tentatively: "Are you Wei Zhe'an from Shining Star?"

Wei Zhe'an immediately switched to business mode, nodded generously and responded: "Yes, hello."

Wen Shuxin suddenly cheered up from her lost mood, with excitement flashing in her eyes. She took a step forward involuntarily, wanting to hold Wei Zhe'an's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "I've seen your stage performance, you are really outstanding."

Seeing this, Li Jinhe immediately reached out and pulled Wei Zhe'an into his arms, half hugging and half hugging him to prevent Wen Shuxin from getting close.

His eyes were cold and alert, and he was obviously wary of Wen Shuxin's actions. He whispered, "Stand still."

At the same time, his hands were pressed tightly on Wei Zhe'an's waist. Although his tone was cold, his fingers unconsciously used strength, and his thumb slowly stroked Wei Zhe'an's waist several times.

This sudden intimate contact made Wei Zhe'an a little confused. He half leaned in Li Jinhe's arms, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond to this sudden hug.

Before he could come to his senses, he felt a tingling sensation in his waist, which spread throughout his body like an electric current, causing his heartbeat to accelerate involuntarily.

His ears were bloodshot and he looked at Li Jinhe somewhat at a loss.

Li Jinhe's eyes were always focused on Wen Shuxin. The majesty and indifference made Wen Shuxin feel a little scared. After hearing Li Jinhe's serious order, she stopped, her eyes revealed cowardice, and she carefully observed Li Jinhe's reaction.

Li Jinhe was already quite annoyed. He said to Wen Shuxin in a firm tone: "I still have work to do. You should go back now."