The only person I love is her.

Seeing this, Nanqi was about to get up when Song Zhao grabbed her arm. Nanqi explained, "It's too late. She might get into trouble if she goes out alone."

Cindy stood up helplessly and said, "I'll take the little girl home. You two just take care of your own business."

After a day of jealousy, Song Zhao said wearily, "If you really have feelings for her, then go for it. I won't stop you."

Nanqi also realized that her actions were inappropriate. She was always used to lending a helping hand to others, but she had completely ignored Song Zhao's feelings. "How could that be? I only love you. From now on, I'll have someone else help her with her affairs. I won't get involved anymore."

Don't you feel like I'm pressuring you?

"How could that be? I just thought that way myself. I won't do anything to make you unhappy in the future."

Song Zhao was overjoyed and hugged Nan Qi with a grin, kissing her.

Over the next few days, Cindy gave Song Zhao the day off to focus on recovering. The abrasions on her face were too noticeable; if the reporters took pictures, it would likely make headlines and cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. Several upcoming events were postponed or canceled by Cindy, citing Song Zhao's illness, and she was simply asked to stay home and minimize going out.

Nanqi's facial injuries weren't very noticeable; most of her injuries were on her body. Song Zhao wanted her to take leave, but she planned to wait until her vacation to ask for leave so she could spend more time with Song Zhao. Besides, she didn't really care about these superficial injuries; they didn't affect her ability to walk normally, so they weren't considered injuries to her.

To persuade Song Zhao, Nanqi even performed several gymnastic moves to reassure her. Seeing her stubbornness, Song Zhao stopped trying to persuade her.

After starting work, her colleagues noticed a delicate brooch on her uniform and a faint red mark on her neck, and they teased her about being in a relationship. Such comments made her blush with embarrassment, but she was secretly delighted.

As for her and Cui Yingying's lunch buddy relationship, it has completely fallen apart. Nanqi ate lunch with the other security guards, while Cui Yingying also sat at a table with her colleagues in the office.

Unless there was a handover of work, the two of them basically did not communicate. One day, the water in the first-floor bathroom was out, and Nanqi ran into Cui Yingying when she went to the second-floor bathroom. As usual, she greeted Cui Yingying naturally.

Cui Yingying looked up at her, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. Nan Qi noticed her thoughts and asked, "Are you busy?"

"good."

"Let's take a short break." Nanqi smiled and gave her a look, gesturing for her to come over. The two walked to the stairwell one after the other.

"Is there something you want to say to me?"

"Hmm... is the person you said you were going to meet the other day in any danger?"

Nanqi shrugged and said, "There won't be any danger. They'll probably book a well-known restaurant. What happened last time shouldn't happen again."

"oh."

"Don't worry," Nanqi said with a gentle smile.

“And you two…” Cui Yingying said through gritted teeth, “are a perfect match.”

"Thank you. When you meet someone you like in the future, you can tell me, and I'll give you some advice."

"Hmm." Cui Yingying nodded silently. She hesitated for a moment, clenched her fist, and asked with a forced smile, "Why can't you like me? We've been together for four years. Although you and Sister Siwei knew each other earlier, I'm the one who's been with you the most during these four years!"

Cui Yingying finally spoke her mind. Nanqi had been thinking about how to phrase things in a way that was both clear and respectful of Cui Yingying's feelings.

Nanqi said earnestly, "Yingying, I am very grateful for your help and companionship over the past four years, especially in the last year. We see each other almost every day and spend more time together than with our family and friends, but I have always regarded you as my younger sister."

Nanqi paused, afraid that this wasn't clear enough, so she changed her words: "To be precise, I'm talking about a younger friend. I've never had that kind of feeling towards you."

"The only person I love is her. Although we haven't seen each other much in the past four years, we've never been apart. She's still my girlfriend, and my love has always belonged only to her."

Listening to this, Cui Yingying's eyes welled up with tears. Her voice hoarse, she asked, still unwilling to give up, "If you two break up one day, will you...?"

"I'm sorry." Nanqi's eyes darkened, and she frowned as she interrupted her, "I don't want to break up with her until that day comes, and even thinking about it makes me unable to accept it."

"Okay, I understand."

Cui Yingying lowered her head, turned around, and left the stairwell. After taking a few steps, she stopped, didn't look back, but forced a smile and said, "I wish you happiness... I'll prepare a red envelope."

"Thank you, and I hope you'll be happy too."

"Okay."

After talking things out with Cui Yingying, Nanqi felt much better. Just as she was about to walk back, a sudden pain shot through her abdomen. She rubbed it against the wall for a while, figuring that the injury from that day hadn't healed yet.

My back hurt yesterday, and my front hurts today, damn it! When will this ever end? This is infuriating!

She grimaced, just catching her breath, when her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out and saw it was Song Zhao calling.

Nanqi gasped for breath and pressed the answer button. The pain hadn't subsided, but a gentle smile spread across her lips as she sweetly asked, "Hello?"

"Hey, baby, did you miss me?" Song Zhao asked affectionately.

Upon hearing her voice, Nanqi felt as if she had taken a magic pill, and the pain instantly subsided by more than half. She feigned shyness and said, "I'm at work. Are you sure you want me to be this mushy?"

"Is that not allowed? Can't I assert my sovereignty?"

"Okay, I miss you, muah~"

"I miss you too, muma~".

"I've already explained it to the girl. They wish us a long and happy marriage and are waiting for us to give them a wedding gift."

"I'll forget about giving you a wedding gift; I'd be grateful if I could just give up on you."

Nanqi said self-deprecatingly, "I'm not some hot commodity. Who else would treat me like a treasure besides you? Maybe they're just confused for a moment. Once they see things clearly, they'll realize I'm nothing."

"You are not allowed to belittle my darling. My darling is priceless, something that cannot be found for a thousand pieces of gold. In this world, no one but me is worthy of you."

These words were like a piece of candy, melting sweetly into Nanqi's heart. Her smile became even more pronounced, and her eyebrows and eyes curved into crescent moons: "Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. It's almost time to get off work. I'll rush home as soon as it's time."

"Come back soon, there's a surprise waiting for you at home."

"Okay, I'll be back."

Nanqi hung up the phone, the smile still lingering on her lips, enveloped in a warm, comforting happiness. Back in her office, she pulled out a bottle of blood-circulating and bruise-reducing medicine from her drawer, applied it to the bruises and broken skin, and told herself she was fine.

On her way home, she also bought fried chicken pizza, hoping to save cooking time so she could spend more time playing with Song Zhao.

When she arrived at her doorstep, Nanqi deliberately didn't take out her keys; instead, she raised her hand and knocked. For a long time, she had always opened the door herself, only to face the empty house alone. But now it was different. She knew someone was waiting for her to come home, and she especially enjoyed the days when someone would open the door for her.

"Here you are."

Nanqi could hear Song Zhao running around in slippers from the doorway.

"Welcome home," Song Zhao greeted her with a radiant smile.

"Did you buy food?"

Nanqi laughed and said, "Yeah, I'm too lazy to cook tonight."

Song Zhao took the food packaging bag and pulled her into the house, saying, "Come and see if anything is different in the house."

When Nanqi entered the house, she saw that there was a new sofa in the living room with a green sofa cover. There were all kinds of snacks on the table, as well as a bowl of bright red pomegranate seeds with plump seeds on it and a small spoon on it.

This one-bedroom apartment is newly rented by Nanqi. The location is good, but the furniture is a bit old. The original sofa looks like it was from the 1990s.

Nanqi exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, you did all of this?"

"Yes."

Song Zhao scooped out a spoonful of pomegranate seeds and fed Nan Qi a bite. "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Nanqi ate with obvious enjoyment, nodding and saying, "It's especially delicious. My baby always prefers sweets." She put her arm around Song Zhao's waist and kissed her.

"You rarely get a few days off, and you're still cleaning the house? Isn't that too tiring?" Nanqi asked.

"How could tiring tidying up my own home be tiring? I even bought flower pots and seeds online, and I can plant flowers in a couple of days."

"Hmm, good idea. I'll buy a flower pot after get off work tomorrow, and we can water the flowers together from now on."

"I can't buy it tomorrow."

"Why?"

“Cindy has already made plans with Zheng Shiqiu and Lin Ruizhe. Cindy and I will pick you up at Vance after get off work tomorrow.”

“Great! I’m on vacation starting the day after tomorrow. Once things are sorted out, we can go on a nice trip for a few days.”

Nanqi laid out the food and saw the script on the table, which was colorful and covered with dense notes.

Curious, I asked, "Is this the next drama you're going to film?"

"Yes, filming will begin next month."

"This was originally a period drama about martial arts. Although it's a male-centric script, the female lead is a princess who is intelligent, wise, and highly skilled in martial arts. She disguises herself as a commoner and accompanies the male lead as they roam the martial arts world, punishing evil and robbing the rich to help the poor. Later, she believes the male lead was killed by a treacherous official, so she returns to the palace to avenge him while also standing in the court to realize her political ambitions."

"Now that you mention it, she doesn't sound like a male lead, she sounds more like a female lead," Nanqi said while chewing.

"Because I'm interpreting it from the female lead's perspective, the plot unfolds along with the male lead's growth, and the entire series is told from the male lead's point of view," Song Zhao changed the subject, grinning, "Just so you know, this series has quite a few...romantic scenes..."