"No." Shekh refused decisively.

Even if we don't let him, he can still find all sorts of loopholes; if we do let him, what will happen?

"...I'm so sad."

Seeing that Shi Jinzhe was feigning sadness, Sheh sat up straight and said, "Then I'll give you some time to grieve on your own, to adjust slowly, and to stay by yourself."

Upon hearing this, Shi Jinzhe knew that Shehe had definitely come into contact with something he hadn't taught him.

What are you looking at now?

"I saw someone say that in a group chat on your phone."

"group?"

Shi Jinzhe opened his phone, puzzled, and found that Chi Yu had added him to the reserve group.

Chi Yu: [The image is too long, so I'll just show it to you.]

The pictures scrolled by incredibly fast. I kept scrolling up until I came across a long, long post from someone... a CEO romance novel.

Strictly speaking, it's not a novel; at most, it's an impromptu writing fragment, just a bit long.

A ruthless and cold-blooded adopted son living in his adoptive parents' home, and his blind girlfriend who is disabled but determined and never abandons him.

Even if you've never read the novel, you'd know this is about yourself and Shekh.

He frowned. "You just finished looking at this thing?"

Shekh nodded. "They portray me as very kind."

"...They portrayed you as very kind, but why don't you see how I've been portrayed?"

Shi Jin forced himself to read on, and couldn't help but smack his lips after reading just a few sentences.

[On that rainy night, he was finally moved by the simple and kind blind girl, remembering the day she took him in after he had wandered the streets; the rain was just as heavy that day.]

[She made herself a bowl of creamy bacon pasta with pumpkin cream soup, which warmed his heart.]

Upon seeing this, Shi Jinzhe confirmed that this was written by some bored lunatic in the group.

No normal person could write something like this. When he was poor, he would drink leftover porridge from Shekh and cream soup. The money he spent on cream was enough for him to buy vegetables at the market for three days.

They clearly have no life experience.

He remembered her kindness—feeding stray cats, building shelters for stray dogs, never wavering through wind and rain. And he, like the dogs, had been accepted by her kindness! Facing her shy, blushing face, he couldn't resist kissing her.

[She shyly squirmed, only to be slapped hard by the man, who said domineeringly, "Woman, if you keep moving around like that, I'll lose my humanity."]

Shi Jinzhe laughed, and could hardly stay angry.

"Did you only read about my kindness and still be able to read it even though you wrote me like this?"

Shekh: "But you've done all the things he wrote to me."

"Really? Then be shy with me."

“No,” Shekh replied truthfully. “There’s no shyness, only likes and dislikes.”

She's willing to do anything when she feels like it, completely following her heart and mind. She doesn't have a strong sense of shame and won't feel embarrassed about doing certain things. She likes anything that makes her happy.

She pursed her lips, but this was something that was written in a rather awkward way.

If Shi Jinzhe had dared to speak to her like that back then, he would have been lying dead in the street the very next second, not even the next day.

Why would anyone write this?

"I'm just bored. I'm not in this group, so I won't get scolded for writing this."

After watching the entire content, I realized that this was only the first part.

The story ends when "Shekh" discovers that "he" murdered her adoptive parents for money. The kind-hearted girl cannot accept it, shouts "No!", and then runs away pregnant.

"What kind of nonsense is this?" Shi Jinzhe was ashamed even of himself when he saw it.

He even dribbled the ball and ran away; he doesn't seem like such an irresponsible person at all.

Besides, he had read in the breeding guide that snakes can give birth to more than a hundred offspring at a time, and at least ten. How could he possibly manage so many?

As Shi Jinzhe pondered, his eyelids twitched. Why was he putting himself into that role?

This is terrifying.

He scrolled down and found nothing but brilliant praise. If he had seen this six months earlier, he could have gotten Sheikh to live in the castle much sooner.

There are reasons why some of these reservists cannot be officially promoted; anyone who spends their time on important matters will not be called a spoiled brat.

He put down his phone: "Want to go check out the artificial island?"

Sheikh: "Now?"

"There are too many people who have nothing better to do than eat their fill. If you go back now, you'll attract a lot of attention. If you don't mind, go back. If you don't mind, go and see what else you need to change."

"Go ahead, I want to see."

Shi Jinzhe then instructed the driver to head to the artificial island. The road in the remote suburbs was quiet with few people around.

The artificial island's environment has been cleaned up quite well over the past two weeks. Weeds and pebbles have been cleared away, the gardens have been redesigned, and the water quality has become much clearer.

The car drove across the somewhat narrow stone bridge and stopped in the open space in front of the gate.

The lights were on in the villa, and driven by money, the renovation team was working overtime to finish the job.

The tour leader was surprised that the homeowner would come over so late at night, and went to greet him looking pale.

This house was so difficult to renovate. Being tired wasn't the problem; the problem was that there were snakes here!

As long as the door isn't closed, if you turn around late at night, there's always a snake that slips into your water glass to steal a drink. Who can stand that?

Seeing another small snake appear behind Shekh, the team leader's heart nearly stopped, and he raised his trembling hand, "Behind me..."

This employer can't get into trouble. They cleared so much weed and still found a snake. Don't think they're slacking off.

Although they are all non-venomous snakes, what if a venomous one gets mixed in? So regardless of whether you recognize it or not, you have to treat it as a venomous snake.

Just as the snake catcher hired by the renovation team was about to start, the little snake slid smoothly onto Sher's shoulder and hung around her neck like a necklace. If it weren't for the snake still flicking its tongue, it would have looked as docile as a fake snake.

"Go about your business." Shekh pulled the snake away, walked to the window, and put the snake back into the grass.

Shi Jinzhe exclaimed in surprise, "So self-aware?"

"It's his own fault for being born the wrong gender."

This underage kid should just go home and play. Stop bothering her; she's already found love elsewhere.

The team leader next to him stared wide-eyed, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Was she just shoving a snake away?!

Grab, lift, and toss—all in one smooth motion.

Then the snake flew away, without even having a chance to struggle.

The team leader sighed inwardly, realizing there was a reason why they dared to buy houses here; only a true sage would dare to buy a place like this, a place no ordinary person could live in.

...

After adjusting their mindset, the team leader led the two on a tour of the house. All the rooms that could be connected had been opened up, especially the master bedroom, which was so spacious that it was almost frightening because it hadn't been furnished yet.

Shi Jinzhe followed the leader's route and found that the placement of some cabinets still had an invisible effect on separating the space. If things were put in, Shehe would still have to go around them.

"Remove all the partitions you were planning to put here. I want this much space, and I don't want anything placed in the middle."

The team leader, holding his phone, jotted down the requirements: "You don't want this part at all?"

"No, leave it empty, the bathroom too. Don't add too many of these kinds of decorations to the whole house, leave all the empty spaces."

After discussing the issues in the room, Shi Jinzhe took another walk outside.

The garden is better designed than the house. The lighting is well-designed and doesn't overwhelm the viewer. The various flowers were planted with their blooming times in mind, so they aren't crowded together and make it difficult to see clearly. There are also plenty of green plants left after spring and summer when there are no flowers to enjoy.

Shi Jinzhe looked around and felt that he could do better: "Let's transplant a few more taller trees over here, closer to this wall, and they should be varieties with large canopies and strong support."

The team leader followed behind, nodding repeatedly, taking note of all the suggestions Shi Jinzhe made.

Schech walked through the garden; the path had been widened considerably, so a snake wouldn't suddenly fall from a tree while he was walking.

She called out and found that the number had decreased significantly, with the rest staying where the water source met.

Have all the snakes been cleared out?

The team leader, recalling her earlier performance, revised his words before saying, "We've invited a snake catcher. We won't kill snakes indiscriminately. There are too many snakes here, and we don't even have enough food. It would be better to send them to sparsely populated areas where they'll be safe and undisturbed."

The artificial island is not large, and now that residents have moved in, so many snakes are unsafe for both people and snakes. It would be safest to get rid of them.

"Don't worry, we record every time we release animals; it doesn't mean they'll be killed."

Sheh nodded in agreement; she believed it. She knew from her trip to the police station with Shi Jinzhe that being caught catching snakes without permission would result in a fine.

Since some have already been removed, that's fine. The environment is what it is, and some snakes will come back. It's not like they're extinct. As long as there's no indiscriminate killing, it's acceptable.

After offering a few more suggestions for revisions on the artificial island, Shi Jinzhe and Shehe got into the car and went home.

After having a late-night snack, the two finished their day's activities, locked the door, and went to sleep.

The fireworks show at the amusement park, which suddenly changed hands, attracted a lot of attention, and people were still discussing it two days later.

It wasn't until the amusement park removed its sign and put up a new one with a white background and purple logo that ordinary onlookers realized it belonged to the owner of that Pagani.

The purple snake icon is so easy to recognize; it's on cars, in corporations, and now in amusement parks.

The relevant photos were all taken down, making people anxious and eager to see what the mysterious protagonist looked like.

In the Cheng family home, on the sofa in the glass room, Sher was holding up his phone, looking at various things to pass the time.

She felt very relaxed getting dressed without having to go out.

Without the restriction of a long skirt, a short robe hung on her body, and her two exposed legs were draped over the back of the sofa, swaying back and forth.

Shi Jinzhe brought in a pot of fruit tea. She glanced at it and said, "Your lack of interest in humanities has already spread."

The domineering CEO scene in that article, which only contained the above passage, was endlessly imagined and spawned various versions. Shehe read through them one by one, still wanting more.

It was much more interesting than the original text; it was as if she had come to know the world all over again.

Shi Jinzhe transforms from a heart-wrenching psychopath into a ruthless villain who preys on others, and her image changes from kind and innocent to scheming and ulterior motives.

It seems that the less the two of them show their faces, the richer people's imaginations become.

"Some people say it's a good thing they don't know what you look like. If you were an ugly monster, all their preconceived notions would be shattered. It's best for you to keep a low profile."

"I never intended to show my face." Shi Jinzhe took the phone from Shehe's hand to see what new and interesting things netizens had come up with for him.

After watching for a while, he said, "You always say I'm a pervert, but look, aren't they much bolder than I thought?"

"You said it yourself, they want to."

Anyone can think of something, but practice is the only way to truly understand it.

Shi Jinzhe: "You underestimate humanity. If they had the same opportunity as me, they might not necessarily be any better off than me."

"They didn't have that opportunity, so I don't know if they are or not, but you definitely are."

"Alright, that's me."

Shi Jinzhe accepted the title and removed the belt from Shekh's clothes.

Shekh held the silk robe in place with his hand: "Give me back my belt."

The tall glass room doesn't block out the sunlight, and there are no other obstructions on all sides except for green plants.

Shi Jinzhe said, "There is no one else."

Fearing that Sher's tail would be seen by the servants, after Cheng Yun died, every corner of the room was dealt with, especially the windows, which were all fitted with privacy glass.

Moreover, wherever Sheh stays, the servants there will automatically leave, ensuring that there are no extra people around her and giving Sheh absolute peace and quiet.

Furthermore, Jin Teng was left outside to keep watch, so he would know immediately if anyone came.

Shi Jinzhe grasped the thin belt, pulled Shehe over, and made her straddle his lap.

"what are you up to?"

Shi Jinzhe did not answer. Instead, he placed the two ends of the belt into Sheh's palms. While doing this, he kept his eyes straight ahead and did not look at Sheh's open collar at all.

Once Shekh had a firm grip on the belt, Shi Jinzhe raised Shekh's hands so that the belt covered his eyes.

He grabbed Shekh’s wrist, rested his chin on her chest, and looked up at her, asking, “You choose: do you want me to be blindfolded with the belt, or do you want to take it off and tie it back around your waist?”

Shekh swallowed hard. "You're just like me now."

Both of them were blindfolded, and only the lower half of their faces could be seen.

"Yes, just like you."

Shehe thought that she couldn't let Shi Jinzhe see those things in the future. She had seen this before. This was the abridged version of Shi Jinzhe's story, which included a glass room.

She asked, "Will anyone come?"

"No, I told everyone to leave before I came in."

Shekh understood; this had been planned long ago.

Shi Jinzhe, fearing she might be worried, added, "You won't be seen by anyone."

I'm afraid you'll be seen by someone.

Shekh tightened the belt covering Shi Jinzhe's eyes and tied it in a knot at the back of his head.

When he lowered his hand again, the loose, unsecured collar of his pajama slipped down to the crook of his arm, forming a fluffy curve on Schech's back.

For the rest of the time, the dress hung there, seemingly about to fall off. Apart from her bare back, Shi Jinzhe could sometimes touch the curly hair on her back, and sometimes the crumpled clothes.

Shekh did not stop him, but only covered his mouth with the back of his hand, fearing that he might accidentally poison himself because he could not see.

After a while, feeling that she was being distracted and not fully satisfied, she simply said, "Why don't you lie down? I'll do it myself."

"It should have been done a long time ago." Shi Jinzhe removed her hand. "The vocal organs should be put to good use."