The weather was gloomy all day, and finally it started to rain in the evening.

Jiang Fei was in a very pleasant mood.

Even at dinner, she ate a few extra bites of plum-flavored spare ribs.

Luo Shi, on the other hand, was in a terrible situation.

His face turned even paler, and he gripped his knee tightly with one hand. The veins on the back of his hand holding the chopsticks stood out. He even went upstairs to rest halfway through his dinner.

Jiang Fei slowly wiped her lips, returned to her room, took a comfortable hot bath, put on a light-colored camisole nightgown, and lazily nestled on the sofa barefoot, watching the rain outside the window.

The system is confused about the host.

Jiang Fei responded softly, "Hmm?"

[System: I feel like you're not here to complete a mission, but rather...] on vacation.

Jiang Fei laughed: "Guess what Luo Shi is doing right now?"

[System: Does it hurt?]

“Yes.” Jiang Fei nodded with a smile. Just as he was about to speak, the outside of the window suddenly lit up, followed by thunder, wind, rain and thunder, all roaring wildly.

Her eyes lit up, she brushed her half-dry long hair aside, got up, grabbed a pillow, opened the door, and walked out barefoot.

The master bedroom door was tightly closed, and apart from the yellowish wall lamps in the villa's corridor and the lightning flashing outside the window, it was completely dark.

Jiang Fei tiptoed down the stairs, silently counting down in her mind.

Three, two, one.

With a "click," the master bedroom door was opened, and light gradually peeked out from behind it. Luo Shi sat in a wheelchair against the light, wearing only a white nightgown, and asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Miss Jiang, what are you trying to do?"

They are indeed very wary.

Jiang Fei slowly turned around, looked up at him slightly, her eyes lowered: "I...I'll go to the living room."

Despite having a -55 favorability rating, Luo Shi smiled innocently and asked, "Is the bedroom too small?"

“No,” Jiang Fei shook her head, seemingly finding it difficult to say, her voice growing even softer, “...I’m afraid of thunder.”

【system:……】

The host, who once flew on lightning, said she was afraid of thunder...

Luo Shi's eyes flickered slightly, but he quickly lowered them, concealing the light: "The living room can't block lightning either, can it?"

Jiang Fei didn't speak, but just stared at him silently, waiting for him to say something next.

Luo Shi frowned as if he was in a dilemma, but finally looked at her and said, "Come in."

After saying that, he pushed the wheelchair into the room.

Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow slightly, then hugged her pillow and went into the master bedroom.

In stark contrast to the pleasant temperature outside, Luo Shi's room was warm, so warm that one's nose would break out in a sweat. Yet, the decor was simple, a minimalist Nordic style in white and gray, with the lights so bright they were almost blinding. The large bed could easily fit four or five people lying side by side.

Luo Shi had already returned to the bedside, barely managing to sit up. His face was paler than the lamplight. He glanced at the pillow in her hand, then at the seat next to him: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Jiang Fei paused for a moment: "Isn't that a bad idea?"

Luo Shi lowered his eyes: "What? Are you afraid that a cripple like me could do anything to you?" He smiled, with a deep, pitiful self-loathing in his eyes, "Then you can leave."

After saying that, he turned off the light.

Jiang Fei hesitated for a few seconds, then finally walked to the bedside and lay down.

Just as she was wondering whether she should hug Luo Shi during the next thunderstorm, the person next to her suddenly turned to the side.

It seems we've thought of the same thing.

Jiang Fei curled her lips into a smile in the darkness and spoke first: "Mr. Luo took me in. Is there anything I can do for you here?"

Luo Shi remained silent for a moment before asking, "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Fei said, "Grandpa Xie wanted me to work as Xie Chi's assistant at his company, but Grandpa Xie is still in the hospital..."

As he spoke, his voice lowered.

Luo Shi's favorability rating dropped to -60 once again, but his voice remained calm: "Then let's wait until Grandpa Xie is discharged from the hospital before we talk about it."

Jiang Fei looked at the dazzling goodwill rating above his head, and this time she pursed her lips and remained silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Shi's breathing gradually became steady. In the darkness, the outline of his chest rose and fell evenly, and the familiar fragrance of shower gel permeated his body.

His whole body was tense, especially his knees, which were stiff and motionless.

Jiang Fei's eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and she turned to look at Luo Shi.

Even in such a warm environment, Luo Shi's face was still so white it seemed to reflect light, and he exuded a chill, as if he had been pulled out of an icebox.

This is completely inconsistent with his harmless appearance.

Jiang Fei suddenly spoke up: "Luo Shi?"

No one responded.

Jiang Fei silently moved closer to him.

Luo Shi remained motionless, but the favorability rating above her head fluctuated, slowly decreasing as she approached.

-61, -62...

Jiang Fei chuckled silently; a sleeping person won't lower your favorability rating.

She stopped approaching and quietly looked at Luo Shi's face.

In the darkness of night, Luo Shi's delicate features seemed veiled in darkness, half of her face hidden in the shadows, making her very beautiful.

Unfortunately, such a person was actually dark at heart.

"Are you cold?" she murmured, certain that he wouldn't "wake up" easily at this moment. "The doctor said that your legs will hurt a lot on rainy days..."

As she spoke, she reached out towards his knee.

Luo Shi stiffened. He could feel the movement of her hands and the rustling of her clothes. But he didn't move. He waited cautiously and warily, his hand on the outside clenched into a fist, a wave of uncontrollable disgust rising in his heart.

Jiang Fei looked at the top of his head, and the favorability rating of the top of his head dropped rapidly.

-70, -75.

Her palms finally gently rested on Luo Shi's knees, their warmth seeping through the thin nightgown and reaching his cold leg bones.

And then there was her breathy murmur: "Does it hurt a lot?"

Luo Shi's fist froze.

The voice sounded again, softly, as if offering comfort: "It doesn't hurt anymore..."

Luo Shi became increasingly stiff. The person next to him was wearing the same cedar scent as him, but this scent was different from the previous crispness; instead, it carried a faint, warm sweetness.

A clap of thunder sounded outside the window.

The hand on her knee trembled slightly, then silently withdrew.

Luo Shi frowned, that deep-seated coldness seeping out again, making her legs ache.

The next second, he heard the sound of hands gently rubbing together.

Then, his palm, which had become increasingly warm from being rubbed, pressed against his knee once more.

My legs still hurt, but they're not as cold anymore.

For the first time, no one other than a doctor touched his leg so closely.

An unfamiliar body temperature.

Despite the lingering repulsion in my heart, my chilled legs unconsciously gravitated toward the source of warmth.

...

The rainy season in Jincheng is quite long.

The weather has been kind to Jiang Fei these past few days, with constant wind and rain.

Although the little disabled girl was always in pain and her face turned pale, she would silently stand in the corridor every night when it thundered, holding her pillow, waiting for Luo Shi to come out and take her away.

Every night, when she was lying in bed warming his knees, that was when his affection level fluctuated the most.

It has reached a low of -70 and a high of 0.

The only benefit was that Luo Shi no longer felt more disgusted by her touching his leg.

That day, the rain that had been falling for several days suddenly stopped, but the sky remained gloomy.

When Jiang Fei woke up, the bedside was empty; Luo Shi had already gotten up.

When I got to the living room, I found him sitting by the window, one hand on his wheelchair, the other gently rubbing his knee, staring blankly out the window, lost in thought.

His favorability rating is still hovering between -50 and -40.

Upon hearing the noise, Luo Shi almost immediately lowered his hand from his knee and turned to look at her.

Jiang Fei smiled apologetically at him: "Thank you for these past few days."

Luo Shi looked at her inquisitively, and seeing that she still hadn't mentioned warming his knees last night, he tilted his head and smiled: "You're welcome..."

Before he could finish speaking, the doorbell rang.

The person who came was Wen Yishu.

He was dressed more formally today, wearing a light gray suit, but the jacket was casually draped over his arm. The matching vest was crisp and well-fitting, and the white shirt made him look even more elegant.

The moment Luo Shi saw Wen Yishu, his expression calmed down, and his favorability rating stabilized.

Luo Shi's favorability rating: -50.

Jiang Fei: "..."

“Mr. Luo,” Wen Yishu had already approached, a smile on her lips, and then looked at Jiang Fei, nodding slightly, “Feifei.”

Jiang Fei looked at his ever-present smile and nodded in response.

Luo Shi put down the tablet, glanced at Wen Yishu with amusement, and asked knowingly, "Mr. Wen, is there something you need?"

Wen Yishu said, "Since Feifei came to Jincheng, the Xie family has been very busy. The Wen family and the Xie family are old friends, so I'm here to do my part as a host." As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Fei, "I wonder if Feifei has any time?"

Luo Shi also looked at her, but in the blink of an eye, he had already concealed any extra emotions in his eyes.

Jiang Fei merely feigned surprise: "Me?"

Wen Yishu nodded with a smile.

Jiang Fei glanced quickly at Luo Shi.

The latter was also looking at her. After noticing her gaze, Luo Shi curled her lips and said in a cold voice, "Go ahead. I'm crippled myself. I've forgotten that perfectly healthy people don't want to be trapped."

Jiang Fei lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Then... Brother Wen, wait for me for a while."

After saying that, she went upstairs to change into a shoulder-length gray-blue fishtail dress, her slightly wavy long hair hanging casually down her back, bobbing lightly with her movements.

Wen Yishu looked at her and gracefully stepped forward to greet her.

Just as he was leaving, Luo Shi's voice, reluctant yet softened, rang out behind him: "Don't forget to bring him back safe and sound."

Jiang Fei didn't chuckle even after getting into the car.

Luo Shi is truly a master of acting.

...

Wen Yishu's car stopped in front of a high-end couples' restaurant.

Jiang Fei sat in the private room and looked around.

The tranquil setting, the elegant piano music, the graceful waiters, and the refined man before me—even the smile on his lips was exquisitely perfect.

Wen Yishu would take the menu and ask for her opinion in a low voice before ordering. He would pay attention to her taste and recommend corresponding dishes. When the steak was served, he would cut it into appropriately sized small pieces and hand it to her in a gentlemanly manner.

Everything was just right.

Even the waiter said, "Sir, you are so considerate to your female companion."

Except for...

Jiang Fei frowned slightly. When Wen Yishu looked at her, it didn't seem like she was looking at a "woman she wanted to pursue," even if it was "pretending to pursue her."

Instead, it's like looking at an exquisite dress in a shop window, a carefully cultivated flower in a glass room, or even a waiter—the same look in your eyes.

Jiang Fei sighed inwardly. It would be a miracle if he could catch up with her like this.

He really needs to learn a lesson.

"Not to your liking?" Noticing the subtle change in her mood, Wen Yishu put down her knife and fork and asked gently.

Jiang Fei shook her head, resting her chin on her hand and quietly watching the smile on his lips. After a moment of silence, she suddenly spoke up: "Brother Wen, you don't have to smile like that."

Wen Yishu's smile faltered for a moment, but quickly returned to normal as she looked at her with a smile: "Why? Doesn't it look good?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow, recalling her comment from their last meeting that "she looks better when she doesn't smile than when she does," and tilted her head helplessly. "I spoke too quickly last time, I didn't expect you to remember..."

As she spoke, she became more serious: "It's not ugly, it's very beautiful," she said earnestly. "But it's precisely because it's beautiful that it should be shown to someone more precious. Otherwise, if you smile like this at everyone, the person you cherish won't realize how special you are to them."

Wen Yishu was stunned for a moment, and the smile on her lips froze.

In the past, when he expressed his feelings to Luo Wan, did she refuse to believe it because she couldn't sense anything special about it?

“Besides, Brother Wen,” Jiang Fei winked at him and pointed to everything that had been arranged in front of them, “I think you don’t actually like doing these things.”

Of course he didn't like her; he was just using her.

Wen Yishu's smile faded slightly, but her expression remained impeccable: "How could this be..."

"Then why are you so good to me?" Jiang Fei smiled. "Brother Wen, you can't possibly have...fallen in love with me at first sight, can you?"

Wen Yishu looked up at her for a while before gently saying, "What if it is?"

Jiang Fei blinked, then burst out laughing, her cheeks and ear tips turning bright red.

Wen Yishu lowered her eyes, poured her a glass of water and handed it to her, saying helplessly, "Is it that funny?"

Jiang Fei shook her head, then looked at him: "I enjoy fine wine, beautiful scenery, and..."

Wen Yishu looked puzzled, a rare sight: "Hmm?"

"Didn't you fall in love with me at first sight? You should at least know what I like, right?" What Jiang Fei didn't say was that since she was being pursued in a fake way, she should enjoy what she liked.

Wen Yishu looked at her. The woman in front of her was very different from the woman she had investigated before and the woman she had met that day.

The woman before me was playful yet possessed a captivating charm.

He countered, "Anything else?"

Jiang Fei was puzzled, then realized he was asking her what she hadn't finished saying, and looked at him seriously: "And you when you're not smiling."

"That makes me feel that you are a real person."

Wen Yishu's smile gradually faded, and she quietly looked back at her. The next second, she stood up and picked up her suit jacket: "It's getting late, I'll take you home."

Jiang Fei nodded and followed behind him, her eyes smiling.

Wen Yishu's favorability rating: 20.

The two entered the elevator.

Although it was only a very subtle difference, Jiang Fei still noticed it, and Wen Yishu's body tensed up the moment she stepped into the elevator.

Fortunately, the restaurant was only on the third floor, and we were downstairs in just a few seconds.

It was nearly evening, the weather was gloomy, dark clouds filled the sky, and the wind swirled dust and leaves through the city.

Wen Yishu was about to get her car when she stopped abruptly as she turned around.

Jiang Fei asked in confusion, "Brother Wen..." but stopped when she saw the person across the street.

A black sedan was parked there, and Luo Shi sat in front of it in a wheelchair, his face so pale it was almost transparent, quietly watching her.

In the dim light of the world, he was like a pure young boy who had wandered in by mistake.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Shi, controlling his wheelchair, crossed the road and came to the two of them, looking at Jiang Fei:

"I've come to take you home."

Jiang Fei raised her eyebrows slightly.

Very touching words.

only……

Above Luo Shi's head, a -50 favorability rating shone brightly.