It's just a toy, why would you care if it breaks?

"A marriage proposal? Grandpa, what did you say?" Wei Xun was stunned. "The company is facing a crisis right now. We're discussing solutions. What does it have to do with whether I get married or not?"

"How can it not be a problem?" Wei Dezhao raised his voice: "The Dou family is very powerful and has a large business in Country B. By forming a marriage alliance with them, the Wei Group's overseas operations will receive support, and its ability to withstand risks will be stronger."

"I disagree." Wei Xun's face darkened. "Our Wei Group has gotten to where it is today through its own strength, and we don't need to maintain it through such despicable means as marriage alliances."

"Despicable tactics?" Wei Dezhao was furious, slamming his hand on the table and standing up. "I'm doing this for your own good, for the good of the company!"

He Mei quickly pulled Wei Dezhao aside: "Dezhao, let's talk this out, don't be angry."

She turned to Wei Xun, her tone gentle: "Xun'er, you know Jieyin. You two grew up together and have always had a very good relationship. Over the years, you've been building your career in the US while she's studying in the UK. Now that she's about to graduate, it would be a good thing for you two to get married soon."

"I only have brotherly and sisterly feelings for Dou Jieyin," Wei Xun said firmly. "Marriage is a lifelong commitment, not something to be used as a bargaining chip." "A bargaining chip? What do you know!" Wei Dezhao's face turned pale with anger. "I think you've been corrupted by that wild brat named Nan Yan! Ever since you brought him home, the house has been in chaos, and the company's business has suddenly plummeted. He's a jinx!"

"Grandpa, this has nothing to do with Nan Yan!" Wei Xun immediately retorted, "The company's predicament is due to the overall economic environment; you can't falsely accuse him out of thin air."

"Wrongfully accuse him?" Wei Dezhao sneered. "I think you've been bewitched by him! That kid looks dejected; his eyes tell him he's no good. Throw him out right now!"

"I won't send him away," Wei Xun retorted, unyielding. "He's someone I brought here; it's none of your business!"

"You!" Wei Dezhao was so angry he couldn't speak. Pointing at Wei Xun, he finally managed to stammer, "Fine! Fine! If you don't agree to propose, I won't support your plan. You figure it out yourself!"

"Are you using this to blackmail me? Grandpa, don't you care about the Wei Group anymore?"

"That's precisely why I'm asking you to propose to Miss Dou!"

Wei Xun snorted coldly: "I shouldn't have come to see you today!"

The grandfather and grandson parted on bad terms once again.

When Wei Xun came out of the old house, it was already dark.

The car was driving home, and the interior was quiet except for the roar of the engine.

Wei Xun leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and felt utterly exhausted.

Looking at him from the passenger seat, Qinglin hesitated for a long time before finally speaking: "Mr. Wei, there's something I think I should tell you."

Wei Xun opened his eyes, his tone indifferent: "What is it?"

"The psychologist that Young Master Nan Yan saw yesterday... is dead."

"Dead?" Wei Xun frowned, somewhat surprised. "How did he die?"

Qinglin opened her phone and handed it to Wei Xun: "The police just released a report stating that Chai Guodong, a well-known psychological counselor in Nancheng, died of electrocution at home a few hours ago. An investigation revealed that the accident was caused by a leaking household appliance."

Wei Xun took the phone, quickly glanced at the report, and felt nothing but deeper frustration.

He handed the phone back to Qinglin and rubbed his temples. "I understand. Let's get Nanyan a different doctor."

He paused, then added, "This child is too clingy and overly dependent. I need to address his emotional issues as soon as possible so he can live independently. It seems I can't keep him by my side forever."

Rain began to fall sporadically, hitting the car window and leaving thin streaks of water.

Wei Xun leaned back in his seat, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the little black cat charm on his phone strap.

Thinking about the harsh words he had said to Nan Yan on the phone during the day, Wei Xun felt inexplicably choked up.

Nan Yan seemed to have specifically called to ask for his permission before selling cakes; how could he have forgotten?

He began to regret it—but he had only cared about his own dignity, and had insulted people so badly that they couldn't lift their heads.

That child is sensitive, and might still be upset.

"Driver, pull over." Wei Xun suddenly spoke up.

The car stopped in front of a 24-hour convenience store on the side of the road. Wei Xun got out of the car and walked into the store in the light rain.

The shelves were stocked with ice cream of various flavors. He picked up a vanilla one, paid for it, and quickly returned to his car.

"Keep driving, back to Huayao Mansion."

The car started up again, and the rain gradually intensified.

Wei Xun was thinking to himself that when he saw Nan Yan later, he would give him the ice cream first, and then have a good talk with him.

When we returned to Huayao Mansion, it was raining heavily, and the villa was completely dark with no lights on.

Wei Xun frowned, thinking to himself: Nan Yan is sleeping so early?

He pushed open the door, and the motion-sensor light in the entryway turned on immediately.

Wei Xun changed his shoes, holding an ice cream in his hand, and tiptoed inside.

The living room was quiet except for the sound of rain outside the window.

He was about to turn on the living room light when he heard a strange rustling sound coming from his bedroom on the second floor.

Wei Xun frowned even more deeply, a hint of displeasure rising in his heart.

He had instructed Nan Yan not to enter his bedroom without permission, and especially not to touch his things.

"Nan Yan?" he called out.

The sounds from the bedroom paused briefly, then resumed.

Without further hesitation, Wei Xun strode up to the second floor, opened his bedroom door, and pressed the switch on the wall.

The lights suddenly turned on, the blinding light illuminating everything in the bedroom and freezing Wei Xun in place.

Nan Yan was sitting on his bed, wearing his white shirt, which was too long, with the hem barely covering her upper thighs.

Several of his clothes were scattered on the bed: a suit, a shirt, and even a tie, all carelessly tossed about.

Nan Yan's condition was very strange.

His eyes were vacant and blank, his face flushed with a dazed look, and a trace of clear saliva hung from the corner of his mouth, sliding down his chin and dripping onto his shirt.

"Nan Yan!" Wei Xun's anger surged instantly, and he strode over: "What are you doing!"

Nan Yan slowly raised her head and looked at him.

Those empty eyes had no focus, only a hazy look, as if they had lost the ability to think.

"Sir..." he murmured, his voice soft and dependent, his body unconsciously leaning towards Wei Xun.

Wei Xun was startled and subconsciously took a step back. He lost his grip on the ice cream box, and it fell to his body with a "thud." The ice cream dripped down his shirt and trousers, and the icy touch spread.

Before he could react, Nan Yan pounced on him, burying her head in his chest and sticking out her tongue, making a funny face at the ice cream. "Mmm..." Nan Yan mumbled indistinctly.

The warmth came through the thin fabric, replacing the previous coolness.

Wei Xun froze.

"Nan Yan, stop!" Wei Xun shoved him away abruptly. "Don't do this!"

But Nan Yan seemed not to hear him. After being pushed away, she immediately clung to him, wrapping her arms around his waist, rubbing her face against his chest, and murmuring repeatedly, "Sir..."

His actions became increasingly intimate, and Wei Xun could no longer avoid them.

Anger, disappointment, and a slight flutter of emotion that he himself was unwilling to admit, all intertwined, causing Wei Xun to completely lose control.

"Snapped!"

He raised his hand and slapped Nan Yan across the face.