......

Zhu Yuan is gone.

The system told him that his favorability rating had increased and was now 85.

It seems that a confession can be very effective.

Xi Xingxue buried her face in the quilt, staring blankly at the white ceiling.

The system coughed lightly: "Host, you must not fall in love."

Xi Xingxue chuckled, "Don't worry, I did say I liked it, but..."

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I suddenly couldn't say them.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. If he treated others sincerely, his own heart would inevitably be affected. But for some reason, as time went by, those feelings quickly dissipated.

The system froze, speechless.

For the next period of time.

Xi Xingxue stayed in this villa, saying that she couldn't leave because her injuries hadn't healed.

But anyone with common sense knows it's not that simple; it's actually a disguised form of house arrest.

However, for someone as cunning as Zhu Yuan, being placed under house arrest was already proof of his good temper.

Because anyone would go crazy if their fiancé, whom they risked their lives to save, went and saved another man.

...

That day.

After Xi Xingxue finished eating, she had a steak, a plate of pasta, a bowl of curry stewed vegetables, two cheese tarts, three mango puffs, and fifty cherries. The male servant next to her then handed her a glass of juice.

"Mr. Xi, be careful not to choke," the male servant said considerately in broken Chinese.

"Yes, thank you." Xi Xingxue smiled at him, successfully seeing two blushes rise on the male servant's face.

The male servant was blond and blue-eyed, and quite handsome. With no one around, Xi Xingxue couldn't help but whistle at him.

A blush instantly spread to the servant's ears: "Mr. Xi..."

“Come here.” Xi Xingxue tugged at his tie.

The male servant approached, his lips trembling as he said, "Mr. Xi, would you like some special services? The original price is only 888."

Xi Xingxue: "......?"

The male servant glanced at him shyly several times: "But for you, it's free."

After speaking, the male servant looked expectantly at the black-haired Chinese boy before him; this was the first time he had ever been so proactive...

Before he could get an answer, the black-haired boy suddenly changed his expression, quickly pushed him away, and buried his head in his juice.

Just as the servant was about to say something, he noticed a shadow falling over his head, and a tall shadow standing behind him.

"What are you doing?"

His voice, somewhere between that of a teenager and a young adult, was remarkably deep when deliberately lowered.

It was Zhu Yuan's voice; he had silently walked into the restaurant without anyone noticing.

The servant trembled and quickly stepped aside, saying, "Employer."

"Hmm." Zhu Yuan nodded slightly at him, a hint of danger in his eyes.

The male servant's face turned pale.

Xi Xingxue pretended nothing had happened, finished the last sip of juice in her glass, and smiled at the visitor, "Eating? Have you eaten?"

Zhu Yuan stepped behind him and said, "I haven't eaten."

Xi Xingxue was taken aback: "Then tell the kitchen to make another one?"

Zhu Yuan shook his head, then suddenly leaned down and hugged his waist from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, his voice slightly muffled.

"I want to eat what you make."

Xi Xingxue raised an eyebrow slightly: "I can't cook."

His thoughts drifted away.

Zhu Yuan... reeked of gunpowder, and his complexion wasn't good when he left. Had he already clashed with Shen Yu?

Someone with Shen Yu's personality would probably not let it go after being robbed.

According to the system, the person who attacked Shen Yu's territory that day was his mortal enemy. Since Shen Yu and Zhu Yuan had a cooperative relationship, his mortal enemy also included Zhu Yuan in his assassination targets.

After the attack, Shen Yu immediately retaliated, killing them all without leaving a trace.

Because he was busy fighting back against his enemy and avenging Xi Xingxue, Zhu Yuan took advantage of Shen Yu's absence from the hospital to "snatch" Xi Xingxue away.

Otherwise, as a patient, he wouldn't have that ability.

As for the two bodyguards who died in the passageway while trying to save them that day, they had signed life-or-death contracts, and their families received a huge sum of compensation after their deaths.

As Xi Xingxue was pondering, her waist was suddenly pinched lightly.

Zhu Yuan complained, "Aren't you listening to me?"

Xi Xingxue snapped out of her reverie: "Sorry, I was just spacing out. Please say it again."

Zhu Yuan gave a sarcastic snort: "As long as you're not thinking about random men."

After saying that, his tone immediately returned to normal: "I'll cook, you keep me company."

Xi Xingxue was surprised.

Back in China, Zhu Yuan was seen by many as a wealthy young lady who loved music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and never lifted a finger.

I never knew they could cook.

Soon upon arriving at the kitchen, Xi Xingxue withdrew her surprise.

Because this guy... is planning to learn on the spot, and has absolutely no cooking skills.

"Are you reliable?" Xi Xingxue leaned against the kitchen door, ready to rush out the door the moment the kitchen exploded.

"I have a little foodie at home, so I have to be reliable even if I'm not."

Zhu Yuan solemnly tied on her apron, her long hair cascading down, revealing a stunningly beautiful face with a prominent nose and deep-set eyes.

Anyone who sees him for the first time will think to themselves: What a stunningly handsome man!

Xi Xingxue looked at the pink, girlish apron and couldn't help but suppress a laugh.

Do you like wearing pink?

Zhu Yuan sighed: "The person in charge of purchasing thought this was for the female chef."

That's right, Zhu Yuan had these prepared on the very day he brought Xi Xingxue to his residence.

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