"Chu Chenzhou overestimated himself and tried to kidnap me, but he miscalculated one thing: I've been strong since I was a child."

Zi Xi casually pointed to the interrogation room inside, where Chu Chenzhou's voice could be heard cursing and swearing after his attempts to deny the truth failed.

Jiang Yanli opened her mouth, then closed it again, and suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

Mingming Zixi had said that if he could beat her in an arm wrestling match after the college entrance exam, she would agree to be with him.

She's transformed into a wicked little white rabbit, how can he possibly win?!

"All the dishes are served. Please enjoy your meal."

The waiter placed a bright red lobster platter, seafood fried noodles, and clay pot congee in the center of the table, and the steaming aroma immediately filled the air.

Jiang Yanli stared at the delicious food, but her expression was as if she were looking at her father's killer.

Wearing gloves, Zi Xi picked up a shrimp, skillfully peeled off the shell, dipped the tender shrimp meat in the chili oil, and put it in her mouth.

He exuded an unprecedented sense of lightness.

How could I not feel relaxed after the college entrance exam?

She ate very quietly, almost without making a sound, except for a little bit of red oil on her lips, which glistened in the warm light of the restaurant.

Aren't you going to eat?

She looked up at Jiang Yanli, who was standing motionless opposite her.

"Don't worry about me, I'm not hungry."

Jiang Yanli's Adam's apple bobbed, and she leaned back in her chair, speaking stiffly.

This was clearly a lie. His stomach had already growled twice since he sat down, the last time so loud that even the people at the next table turned to look at them.

Zi Xi's gaze fell on the menu he was clutching tightly; the poor piece of paper had been crumpled and deformed.

"Is it because of the arm wrestling?"

She suddenly asked, and put the peeled shrimp meat into his bowl.

Jiang Yanli's pursed lips curled up for a moment when she saw Zi Xi's movement, but she immediately looked away with a serious expression. However, her back stiffened abruptly after hearing Zi Xi's question.

The bet that day made him so excited that he couldn't sleep for days. But today at the police station, he heard that she had been born with superhuman strength since childhood.

Zi Xi: I didn't say that.

"No, I just can't eat much, and I feel like... some people are playing me."

"But it's okay, it's just a bet... a bet I'm bound to lose..."

He grabbed a can of cola and gulped it down, the ice sizzling as it masked his slightly choked voice.

Zi Xi peeled another shrimp, this time without dipping it in chili oil, and directly offered it to Jiang Yanli's lips. She watched him sniff and eat it before speaking: "You need to have a sense of contract. Just because I'm strong, do you want to give up?"

Her tone was calm, but Jiang Yanli managed to imagine impatience in it, which broke her defenses.

"You set all the rules, and you have the final say on their interpretation!"

"You know you're strong... but you just don't want to be in a relationship with me... you're toying with me!"

Jiang Yanli suddenly raised his voice, attracting the attention of the waiter. He immediately lowered his voice and spoke in a choked voice like a sad little dog.

Zi Xi took off her gloves and slowly wiped her hands with a tissue.

Jiang Yanli stared at her movements, drawn to her hands. Her fingers were slender, with distinct knuckles, and her nails were neatly trimmed, like works of art.

"By exploiting the loopholes in the word game, I only agreed to arm wrestle with you. When did I explicitly promise you that I would date you if you won?"

"But Jiang Yanli, do you think I'm the kind of person who wastes time on someone I don't like?"

Zi Xi called him by his full name, her voice clear and melodious.

Jiang Yanli's mind suddenly went blank. A drop of water condensed on the outside of the cola cup dripped onto the back of his hand, sending a chill down his spine.

My heart is broken, yet it seems not completely broken.

"That day on the draft paper... it was me..."

His throat tightened, and he couldn't continue.