Don't think of rebirth.

Xia Suirong woke up from his light sleep.

He subconsciously looked towards the window. The afterglow of the setting sun had long been swallowed up by the night, and the pale moonlight coated the surface of the leaves in the courtyard with a cold silver surface.

It was as if a chill seeped out from the night, transforming into a twisted black shadow, baring its fangs and claws at him through the window.

He took a deep breath and coughed twice, and then a familiar voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Xia, are you okay?"

"Come in, I'm fine." Xia Suirong's voice was a little hoarse.

The middle-aged man in butler's clothes opened the door and walked quickly to Xia Suirong: "Do you need a cup of tea?"

Xia Suirong nodded slightly, and the middle-aged man went to the tea table beside him and began to brew tea quickly and in accordance with the standards.

Xia Suirong stared at his back, his eyes a little dazed, and asked abruptly: "Where is that kid?"

The so-called "that kid" is of course referring to the lawless Xia He in the Xia family.

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, and said in a strange tone: "Young Master Xia He... is he picking things?"

Xia Suirong raised his eyelids: "Hmm?"

What's with this tone of hesitation and uncertainty?

Cheng Dongshu has followed him for many years and should not be easily shaken.

What on earth did Xia He, this kid, do? !

Cheng Dongshu brought the teacup to the table to Xia Suirong's right and said, "Mingde's monthly exam is over today. Because it's National Day, the young master came back as usual."

"As usual, he went straight to his room after returning. Someone was arranged to deliver dinner to the door and put it down. They would pick it up an hour later. After that..."

"After that?" Xia Suirong narrowed his eyes.

Cheng Dongshu said with some difficulty: "Then the young master came out."

"Come out?" Xia Suirong was surprised.

Xia He usually didn't want to see anyone in the Xia family's old house. Even if she came back early to attend a family dinner, she would stay in her room and not come out before the dinner officially started.

Even when the servant delivered food, he would just put the cart at the door, knock and leave immediately. He would push the cart out again after he was done eating.

What on earth happened to Xia He today that she came out of the room on her own initiative?

"What is he doing here?" Xia Suirong asked, "Is it picking things up as you said?"

"The young master first went to the bedroom of Mr. Zhihan and Miss Xu Qiu and looked for something for a while. It's not clear what he was looking for, and he came out empty-handed in the end." Cheng Dongshu said.

"Then I went to the courtyard and took a lot of photos. On the way, I ran into Master Xia Xu and kicked him as usual. However, Master Xia Xu ran fast and I only kicked him once."

Xia Xu is the son of Xia Xiuzhu, the second son of Xia Suirong. He is Xia He's cousin in terms of seniority, but when he meets Xia He, he can only be beaten.

Xia Suirong's mouth twitched: "Where are the two elders?"

"Mr. Xiuzhu will not be back until tomorrow morning. Madam Mingruo and Young Master Xia Xu are back first." Cheng Dongshu replied.

"Ming Ruo" is Xia Xiuzhu's wife, whose full name is Jian Ming Ruo. She owns a chain of beauty salons, which are not doing very well. However, with the support of the Xia family, she naturally does not have to worry about business.

Xia Suirong originally wanted to ask the boss, Xia Nanzhi, whether he had come, but after thinking it over, he decided not to.

So what if she came? Xia Nanzhi and Xia Xiuzhu, two adults, would be so angry at Xia He that they couldn't say a word, let alone their daughter and son.

He took a breath and asked, "What did Xia He do after going to the courtyard to take pictures?"

Cheng Dongshu looked at Xia Suirong's face and felt that the old man could still bear it, so he said, "Then he went to the warehouse and started picking things."

"Which warehouse?" Xia Suirong was very calm.

"We've been to all the warehouses with single-digit numbers, starting from number 9. We should have reached number 4 by now." Cheng Dongshu said cautiously.

Xia Suirong didn't say anything for a long time, and Cheng Dongshu really suspected that he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

There are many warehouses in the old house, and most of them contain Xia Suirong’s private collections, which are never used normally.

But, he looked carefully, Xia Suirong didn't seem angry? He even seemed a little happy?

"That kid," Xia Suirong said with a smile slowly appearing on his face, "actually accepted it?"

Because of the relationship between Xia Nanzhi and Xia Xiuzhu, Xia He is very disgusted with the Xia family's old house. Even though he knows that this is where his father Xia Zhihan was born and grew up, he is unwilling to live there.

Xia Suirong had told Xia He before that he could use anything in the warehouse he wanted, but Xia He was very averse to this.

Now I don’t know what Xia He got up to, she actually took the initiative to go into the warehouse.

Xia Suirong asked, "Do you know why he picked these things?"

Cheng Dongshu pondered for a while and said, "It doesn't seem like he was doing it for a gift. The things he chose were more special than expensive. Also, when he was taking pictures in the courtyard, according to the servants, he was taking pictures of rare flowers and plants or more exquisite architectural decorations."

"For others to see." Xia Suirong said lightly.

Although Xia Suirong's expression was very cold at this time, he was actually a little embarrassed, even ashamed, in his heart.

Because they are so similar - almost exactly like him when he was young!

The old man complained in his heart. He was the same when he was young. When he met someone he wanted to make friends with, he wanted to display all the good things in his home for the other person to see.

If the other person shows interest, he will become more excited and can talk to the other person for three days and three nights.

I don’t know what attitude the “other person” Xia He is meeting now will have towards this kind of behavior.

With Xia He's personality, if the other party is a profit-seeking villain, she would not let the other party appear in her sight at all.

Thinking of this, Xia Suirong became a little curious.

He said to Cheng Dongshu: "Go and call that boy over to me."

Cheng Dongshu responded and went out to look for Xia He.

Xia Suirong picked up the tea and took a few sips slowly. When he had almost finished half of the tea, Xia He also came.

He frowned, not very happy, and spoke angrily: "Why are you looking for me?"

"Besides the brother and sister surnamed Bai, who else do you know?" Xia Suirong went straight to the point.

Xia He paused: "Do I need to report who I know?"

"Of course not." Xia Suirong said calmly, "But if you want to invite the other party over, then I have to at least be mentally prepared."

Xia He raised her eyebrows. How did the old man know that?

Xia Suirong: Because that’s what I did back then!

In any case, Xia Suirong did not say that he would conduct his own investigation, but only said that he wanted to be mentally prepared, which made Xia He less resistant.

He was not as tense as before, and said in a serious tone: "She doesn't want to come over for the time being."

That’s right, Gu Qinghuan didn’t agree at all. She felt that her relationship with Xia He was not good enough to pay a visit.

Xia Suirong choked: "Then what are you doing?"

"I'm planning to renovate my villa." Xia He said confidently, "It's too empty inside, and there are so many things in the warehouse, send me a few to store them."

Xia Suirong was silent for a few seconds, then picked up his walking stick and said, "I'll give you a few sticks!"