Unfortunately, the real 'Jing Li' can never come back, and her body in this world has been blown to pieces. No matter what, she can never go back.

Whether they like it or not.

She will only be a completely new 'Jing Li'.

When they came out of the ward, they saw Fei Mo making a phone call with his back to them. The three brothers gave Jing Li a look that said, "Take it easy," and went into the ward, leaving themselves alone.

Jing Li shrugged, a cigarette dangling from her lips, and leaned lazily against the door, waiting for him to finish his call.

Soon, Fei Mo hung up the phone, turned around, and glanced at her with a half-smile. "Are you angry? Don't be angry. Hmm~ I just wanted to get to know my future mother-in-law beforehand and make a good impression on her..."

The word "mother-in-law" was neither a question nor an answer for Jing Li. She didn't believe in love, and she certainly didn't believe that someone as high-class as him would actually marry a "plaything" like her. Even if he were willing, his family probably wouldn't be happy about it.

For people of high society like them, a marriage alliance is a powerful alliance; marrying a kept woman is a losing proposition.

"There will be a next time. I hope you can give me a heads-up in advance so that I can be mentally prepared. It would be bad if we neglected you in our small family."

Jing Li lit a cigarette and said calmly.

A meaningful glint flashed in her eyes, and Fei Mo obediently nodded. "Could I borrow a light?"

Just as she was about to toss him the lighter, he suddenly moved closer, bracing himself against the door with one hand and trapping her in his arms. His husky voice carried a strong seductive undertone, "I think the one you're smoking smells better?"

Jing Li smiled brightly, not bothering to put on airs. She took a deep drag, then covered his mouth with her red lips, passing the smoke into his mouth. Finally, she licked his lips with lingering pleasure, smiling sweetly, "Smoke... can't compare to my fragrance?"

"grass!"

He cursed under his breath, then suddenly kissed her lips, deepening and intensifying the kiss.

The temperature in the air gradually rose, and the heat dissipated with his movements, making one feel an irresistible urge to try it out...

"Starting today, we're moving to the pear orchard!"

After the kiss, Fei Mo pressed his nose against hers, his voice tender yet his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Isn't that a bad idea?"

Jing Li refused with a half-smile, and as she spoke, her soft, boneless hand teased him by drawing circles on his chest.

"You don't have the right to refuse, girlfriend! Or... are you planning to spend the rest of your life in the hospital? Or move in with your so-called brothers... I'm very possessive. Do you think I would tolerate you living with a man other than me?"

Her restless hands made his gaze deepen, his breathing gradually become heavier, and his jawline taut into a beautiful arc.

"Unfortunately, I'm also very possessive. I absolutely forbid any other woman from living in the places I've lived in..."

A sly glint flashed in Jing Li's eyes as her hand slowly moved down, resting on his firm abdominal muscles.

Loyalty isn't something only men need.

At least during their 'relationship', she would never allow her personal massage chair to be defiled by another woman.

"Do you know why it's called the Pear Garden...?"

Fairy!

Suppressing the turmoil in her heart, Fei Mo revealed a faint smile, her hoarse voice carrying a hint of ambiguity.

"Is Young Master Fei trying to tell me that your Pear Garden was built specifically for me? Young Master Fei's ability to foresee the future is truly remarkable."

Jing Li smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes; she was utterly indifferent.

"Perhaps... I really do have one... Little Pear!"