Whether she complies or not, she can't escape it.

Just thinking about how she had endured immense shame and torment while applying the medicine, only to have her brother examine her afterwards...

Fang Zhi realized that at this moment, he had no thoughts left but worry about the evening.

-

When the man returned to Nangong in the evening, he didn't mention a word of what Wang Ma had relayed from him, from dinner to resting in his bedroom. He also didn't mention the check-up he had told her in the afternoon.

The desk lamp cast a dim, hazy glow. Qi Shen leaned against the headboard, his thin laptop resting on his lap.

Even while handling work, he didn't forget to hold Fang Zhi in his arms.

The computer screen was filled with dense reports and data, and various professional English terms that were dazzling to look at.

Fang Zhi looked away, but his body and field of vision were limited by the man's arms and chest, and he could only see his chin.

A man working diligently exudes a unique charm of maturity and composure, but Fang Zhi has no time to appreciate it.

These two things are like swords hanging over one's head; it's hard to stay calm until they fall.

Especially her wishes.

She was certain that Wang Ma had told him her wish, but his attitude made her somewhat uncertain.

Fang Zhi hesitated for a long time before slowly speaking, "Brother..." Her hands under the blanket were clenched into fists, revealing her nervousness.

"Hmm?" Qi Shen paused in typing, his gaze shifting from the screen to the girl's face, a dark, unsettling glint appearing in his eyes. "What?"

Fang Zhi mustered her courage and said, "I have something I want to ask you."

Their eyes met, and it seemed as if firelight flickered in the air.

"I can roughly guess what it is." Qi Shen smiled slightly, moved the computer aside, and leaned his head down towards her. "Zhizhi, think it over before you ask."

Fang Zhi moved his lips, but before he could utter a sound, he did.

"If you're asking about the checkup, I was just joking with you this afternoon." The man spoke slowly and deliberately, as if playing cat and mouse with ease. "If you're referring to something else, I hope it was a joke too, understand?"

His low, soft voice and cool breath felt like a slippery, venomous snake coiling around my neck. No words were needed; I already knew the meaning behind his words.

It ended inconclusively once again.

Disappointed? Not really.

"Zhizhi." Qi Shen tightened his arms, holding the silent girl tightly in his embrace, as if afraid she would break free. His dark eyes flowed with a chilling mix of obsession and love. "Be good, be obedient." Although he wanted to, he restrained the urge to completely lock her by his side; he didn't want her to hate him either.

Fang Zhi's face was buried in the man's chest, and her clear almond-shaped eyes held bitterness and determination... In fact, whether he agreed or not, he couldn't stop her this time, and she silently crossed out the idea of ​​negotiating with him.