"I'll do it myself."

He feigned composure, his voice cold.

But before his hand could even touch the towel, she had already grabbed it.

A soft, slightly cool touch came over him, and Nan Qiyu frowned. He looked up at her. The woman in front of him was standing against the light, and a faint shadow fell on her face. The woman's exquisite face was breathtakingly beautiful.

She was still drying his hair, and because of the height difference, she had to stand on tiptoe to reach it.

She probably knew he was watching her, but she didn't look over; her expression was indifferent.

Nan Qiyu suddenly became somewhat frantic.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her down.

"Ye Zhaoxue, what exactly do you want?"

He never expressed how he felt.

And she seems to have gotten used to it.

But this isn't what he wanted!

"So what do you want me to do?"

He gripped my hand very tightly, and it even hurt a little.

Rong Shang's bright eyes flickered slightly as she raised her head.

The moment their eyes met, she slowly parted her red lips and smiled casually, "Want me to stay away from you?"

Half a month.

If she doesn't contact him...

He figured that would be about it.

Nan Qiyu frowned deeply.

He stared intently at her, and for some reason, a fierce anger suddenly ignited within him.

However, he didn't have a chance to get angry at her.

A pleasant fragrance drew closer, and the woman suddenly raised her hand, wrapped it around his neck, and pressed him down.

Nan Qiyu felt a cool sensation on his lips as he opened his eyes to look at the woman so close to him.

Nan Qiyu's heart raced, and her face turned bright red.

He had no idea what she was doing.

I don't know why I didn't push her away.

...

"I meant it when I said I would break up with Cheng Siyang, I didn't lie to you."

After an unknown amount of time, when her slightly husky and sexy voice reached his ears, Nan Qiyu's dark eyes paused.

They were so close that he could count her eyelashes simply by looking down.

But somehow, his gaze fell upon her red lips as they opened and closed.

just……

Do you believe it?

For the first time, Rong Chang felt a sense of dread.

Even as she continued to pester him and explain things to him, she herself began to have doubts.

Why should she explain to him?

It's just a task, is it really necessary to take it so seriously?

Finally, he answered, "You're getting married."

His words seemed to be a reminder to her not to do things she shouldn't.

But Rong Chang laughed when she heard that.

She had already withdrawn her hand, and at this moment, Rong Shang once again stood on tiptoe and carefully wiped his hair.

Nan Qiyu raised an eyebrow, not understanding.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Do you really want me to marry him?"

That's your choice.

He never pressured her.

Nan Qiyu's voice was cold, so cold that it seemed as if everything was just an illusion.

He could never like her.

Rong Chang even had an urge to proactively announce the mission's failure.

Why?

Because she seemed to be a little panicked.

Oh.

He snorted inwardly.

Rong Shang curled her red lips and said disdainfully, "He cheated on me and I still married him? Have I lost my mind?"

"..." So, she knew.

Nan Qiyu looked at her, and she seemed a little annoyed.

He closed his eyes, his slightly red lips pursed.

He hesitated for a moment before asking, "So, you pursued me just to spite him?"

"..."

Rong Shang gave a forced smile, "Nan Qiyu, can you please stop making things up in your head?"

She was so angry she laughed.

"I'll only ask you one question: Do you believe me?"