In those few seconds, her heart was in turmoil, like a rollercoaster ride.

Only when she saw Ye Sijue put the rib in his mouth and savor it did her tense nerves finally relax.

But Ye Sijue saw this and thought she was just too nervous because she was worried the food wouldn't taste good, so he casually said, "It tastes very good."

"Really?" She picked up her chopsticks with delight and placed a piece of steamed sea bass on Ye Sijue's plate. "Then try this one too. I specially made this sauce."

"Okay." Ye Sijue cooperated very well, and he obediently ate whatever Fuying picked up, and soon he had tasted all the dishes.

"Now I'm going to ask you a really hard question~" Fuying blinked, "What's your favorite dish?"

"Steamed sea bass." Ye Sijue answered instantly without the slightest hesitation.

"Why?"

Because you like to eat fish.

Because, you said, fish is tender and fragrant, and you won't gain weight from eating it.

Ye Sijue thought to himself, but didn't say it aloud. He just looked at her affectionately and said, "I just think it's the most delicious."

Fu Ying didn't press further, since she had already achieved her goal. So she leaned on Ye Sijue's shoulder and said coquettishly, "Do you want to go see the other surprise I've prepared for you now?"

Ye Sijue put down his chopsticks, took her hand, and said, "Let's go."

The two walked hand in hand to the entrance of the back garden, when Fuying suddenly let go of his hand and stopped in place.

Ye Sijue had already taken two steps forward, but when he realized his hand was empty, he turned around and looked at her in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Fu Ying put her hands behind her back and smiled mysteriously, "You go first."

Why should I go first?

"Hey, just play along for a bit, I have another surprise for you." Fu Ying pretended not to want to be seen through and pushed his shoulder forward.

After pushing Ye Sijue to the door, she tiptoed and whispered in his ear, "Wait for me~"

Ye Sijue felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey. Even though he didn't say anything, the slight upturn of his lips betrayed his good mood.

After Fuying left, Ye Sijue followed her instructions and headed towards the back garden.

The moment he pushed open the door, he froze completely.

The once empty backyard suddenly had a Winnie the Pooh bear as tall as a person. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the bear was actually made of rose petals.

Around Winnie the Pooh, many freshly blooming roses were also planted.

While still in shock, Ye Sijue suddenly heard footsteps behind him. The moment he turned around, he saw Fu Ying walking down the street in a bright red halter top and a black choker around her fair neck, her high heels making her look like a flower in bloom.

She has a small frame, but the dress fits her perfectly, accentuating her graceful figure.

In the past, Fu Ying almost always dressed in a punk style, wore heavy makeup, and was adorned with all sorts of jewelry. This was the first time he had ever seen him dressed so sexily.

Fu Ying smiled gently: "I always see girls receiving flowers, but I've never seen a man receive flowers. Actually, you men can receive flowers too, right?"

Ye Sijue was mesmerized. She probably had no idea how dazzling she looked at that moment. Even though her fiery red dress almost blended into the roses in the garden, she still shone with a radiant white light.

"Fuying, thank you." Ye Sijue said this from the bottom of his heart.

Fu Ying was slightly taken aback, and a pang of bitterness welled up in her heart. How ironic! She had given so much for Ye Sijue in the past, but he had never cared about her. When she had accumulated enough disappointment, Ye Sijue began to cherish her instead.

But some things have already gone bad.

People usually only understand this truth when they are about to lose something.

She no longer needs any response from Ye Sijue; she no longer cares!

She hid the coldness in her heart, her slender fingers climbing from his chest to his shoulders, "If you want to thank me, don't just say it, show it with your actions."

Fu Ying pulled him upstairs by the tie. In the elevator, Ye Sijue's long-suppressed desire was completely ignited.

He cupped the girl's face in his hands and kissed her passionately, as if trying to steal away all the air she needed to survive.

Fuying, this is the last time, the very last time. After tonight, you will be completely free. So you must, you absolutely must hold on.

Fuying gripped the shirts on both sides of his waist tightly, reminding herself of this over and over again.

Soon, Ye Sijue kissed her all the way to the bedroom.

Inside the room, the soft bed had a new silk duvet cover, which was covered with rose petals.

Fu Ying specially lit aromatherapy in the room, filling the entire room with a comforting scent. In the corner, a retro record player played light music from the 70s and 80s, every song of which Ye Sijue loved to listen to.

Sometimes Fu Ying felt that he was like an old man, with a composure and coldness that did not belong to his age. Even the things he liked were from a long time ago. In some ways, she and Ye Sijue were just not a good match.

While Fuying was still thinking, the man had already lifted her up and was preparing to put her on the bed.

"Ye Sijue... wait a minute..."

"What other surprises are there?" Ye Sijue leaned close to her ear, his warm breath lingering around her.

Fu Ying felt uncomfortable, but the resistance in her eyes quickly turned into shyness. "Let's dance. I've prepared a dance for you that I just learned recently. Do you... want to see it?"

Ye Sijue's eyes lit up, and he lifted her chin with interest. "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Fu Ying nodded firmly, taking the opportunity to break free from his embrace.

As if sensing something, the record player suddenly changed the music. Fuying took off her high heels and stepped barefoot on the soft carpet. Her graceful figure danced to the music, each spin like a fairy dancer in a music box, light and agile.

Despite her vibrant attire, she possessed an unparalleled purity, devoid of any vulgarity.

Ye Sijue sat down by the coffee table by the window, the aromatherapy in front of him wafting into his nostrils with a faint fragrance.

He loved the smell; it was like a gentle, mild spring breeze, carrying the fragrance of grass and unknown flowers.

The girl tiptoed, her soft hands fluttering gracefully, her steps light and delicate, each step like a blooming flower, and her smile radiant.

This was the first time he had seen her smile so happily since he brought her back to the mansion, and this heartfelt smile made Ye Sijue secretly make a decision in his heart.

Fuying, after tonight, you will be completely free.