Luo knew better than anyone what those marks were.

He turned to look at Wen Yishu and, sure enough, saw the same wound on the corner of his lips. The small, bloody gash seemed to be "looking" at him triumphantly, arrogantly showing off what he had missed that night.

An obvious kiss.

It's so bright and dazzling.

In fact, this glaring sensation wasn't just due to his competitive spirit in the game, but also... a strangely aroused possessiveness.

But meeting the gazes of the two men, he still laughed, gripping the wheelchair with one hand, tilting his head to look at Jiang Fei with a harmless smile: "I'm a cripple, and I don't have the key, but I've been waiting outside for a long time." As he spoke, he looked at Wen Yishu, a playful smile in his eyes, "Mr. Wen."

“Mr. Luo.” Wen Yishu frowned, then regained her usual polite and refined demeanor, and looked at Jiang Fei. Her gaze quickly swept over Jiang Fei’s lips, and her heart skipped a beat. “It’s getting late. Get some rest. I’ll come see you another day.”

Jiang Fei nodded and watched him turn and leave. Only after his car disappeared did she slowly turn around and meet Luo Shi's gaze.

He kept staring at her lips, but his expression was gloomy, and he seemed to be lost in thought. His favorability rating was in a frighteningly chaotic state.

Jiang Fei pursed her lips and walked towards the villa gate.

"Where did you go with him?" Luo Shi suddenly asked.

Jiang Fei paused, but didn't look at him or respond.

Luo Shi continued, "Stargazing? Drinking?"

Jiang Fei stopped in front of the door, took out her key, and pretended not to hear.

Luo Shi continued to stare at her retreating figure, his grip on the wheelchair tightening even more: "And you took a kiss while you were at it?"

The villa gate opened with a "snap".

Jiang Fei stood frozen in front of the door for a long time, her voice soft, carried by the evening breeze, filled with deep disappointment: "Tonight, we were supposed to be stargazing together, Luo Shi, I didn't see you." She walked into the villa, but then stopped. "Also, the fingerprint lock on the front door isn't broken."

After saying that, Jiang Fei didn't linger this time and went straight back to her bedroom.

[System: Host, I have to tell you that after some twists and turns, Luo Shi's favorability rating has finally returned to -10.]

Jiang Fei: "..."

What a scoundrel.

...

Master bedroom.

Luo lay in bed, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what she did.

He used to loathe rainy days; in such weather, he felt utterly useless. But now…

Luo frowned.

The surroundings were empty, and even on a sunny day, there was still a chill in the air.

Finally, he got up, propped himself up in his wheelchair, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, rubbed his left leg with one hand, and stared blankly at the night view outside the window.

The riverside villas in the distance are brightly lit, bustling yet cold.

This evening, he accompanied Luo Wan to the hospital.

Luo Wan's health had always been weak, making her unsuitable for pregnancy. He had mentioned more than once that she should abort the child.

After all, an illegitimate child without a name or status is destined to suffer from birth, just like him.

But she still insisted on staying.

Because they were Xie Chi's flesh and blood.

As for his opinion? Why would she listen to it?

Even today, when he accompanied her to the hospital, Luo Wan still chose to give up on him when Xie Chi, whom he had half-threatened and half-coerced, appeared at the hospital as night fell.

Luo Wan said, "Xiao Shi, thank you. You are my closest family member. I know you will always stand by my side and protect me, but..."

But she didn't say what.

He did know.

However, he was not Xie Chi—the fiancé of Jiang Fei, whom she couldn't see anything good about but whom she simply liked.

The woman he once saw as his light has now chosen someone else.

He was just someone who had been abandoned.

Suddenly, a car horn sounded outside the French windows.

Luo Shi snapped back to reality as a car sped past outside.

Luo Shi frowned, looked up at the night sky. The stars overhead were so numerous they were annoying, and the brightest star, the Morning Star, was even more dazzling.

Jiang Fei is right.

They were supposed to be stargazing together tonight.

But she didn't wait for him, so she went to keep Wen Yishu company.

Luo Shi unconsciously clenched his fist as he rubbed his left leg. His calf, weakened by muscle atrophy, was so frail that it was easily broken, and even the slightest exertion caused excruciating pain.

He was completely unaware.

Luo Wan chose Xie Chi, and he was used to being abandoned.

But he absolutely would not allow Jiang Fei to choose someone else.

She was meant to depend on him for her existence.

Luo Shi looked up at the clear night sky. Since it wasn't a rainy day, Jiang Fei naturally wouldn't come looking for him.

He lowered his eyes, concealing the bloodthirsty glint in them, and when he looked up again, his face was clean and innocent.

Luo Shi gently turned her wheelchair to the bedside, took the pillow, and went out the door.

...

Jiang Fei rarely got a little tipsy, and after taking a shower, she lay comfortably on the bed.

She was much more relaxed now that she didn't have to compete with that cripple in acting, but it was a pity that there were no beauties around her to admire.

Just as I was thinking this, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Fei looked up at the ceiling, her eyebrows slightly raised, a half-smile playing on her lips, but her voice was soft and weak, completely at odds with her expression: "Who?"

"It's me." Luo Shi's voice came from outside the door.

Jiang Fei paused for two seconds: "It's sunny today, no thunder..."

"Jiang Fei," Luo Shi interrupted her.

Jiang Fei said, "I need to rest too."

Luo Shi waited for a while, then suddenly coughed a few times, his voice hoarse, and said weakly, "My leg hurts..."

The bedroom remained silent for a long time before footsteps finally sounded. Jiang Fei stood at the door with a mixture of worry and resentment, wearing only a slip dress. Her fair skin shone brightly in the dim light of the room, and the wound on her lip was still red and swollen.

Luo Shi looked at her, a pillow on her lap.

Jiang Fei looked at Luo Shi, who was only wearing a white nightgown. He looked like a pure and beautiful young man, but his face was deathly pale.

"Your legs..."

Luo Shi lowered her eyes: "It hurts a lot."

Jiang Fei paused for a moment, then finally gave up the seat next to him.

This was the first time the two had shared a bed on a clear night.

Luo Shi lay down next to Jiang Fei, and the emptiness he felt was gone. The familiar warm fragrance gradually filled the air around him. The air conditioning here was a few degrees lower than in the master bedroom, but it was inexplicably warm.

Except for...

Luo Shi frowned slightly.

“Jiang Fei,” he said slowly, “has cold legs.”

With her right beside him, he didn't need to endure the cold in his knees at all.

Jiang Fei ignored her, keeping her hands firmly under the covers without saying a word.

Luo Shi pursed her lips and said nothing more.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Fei slowly took her hand out from under the covers, turned to her side, and softly called his name: "Luo Shi".

Luo Shi turned his head and was caught off guard by her gaze. In the warm, dim light, her eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

She looked at him and said unwillingly, "My hands were cold just now, but they're warm now."

As she spoke, she gently placed her hand on his leg.

Luo Shi's body stiffened, his gaze fixed on her, finally settling on her lips.

Without realizing it, he reached out and gently rubbed his thumb against the scar on the corner of her lips.

The hand resting on his leg trembled slightly.

Luo Shi laughed, pressing his thumb even harder, as if he wanted to erase the scar completely, until he saw blood oozing from the wound again.

Jiang Fei continued to watch him, indulging his actions.

The next second, she suddenly stepped forward, her lips leaving his thumb, and gently kissed the corner of his lips.

A fleeting kiss, the touch on the lips soft and warm, like... sweet cream, with the metallic taste of blood.

Luo Shi lay on the bed in a daze, her heart suddenly pounding violently.

“That kiss with Brother Wen was an accident,” Jiang Fei looked at him earnestly, “but this one isn’t.”

Luo Shi's favorability rating: 5.

[System: Congratulations, host, you have entered the positive strategy mode.]

...

the next day.

Wen Yishu followed the butler toward the study.

This is where Luo Shi used to live, luxurious yet with a touch of human warmth, not the glamorous but desolate show flat he left for Jiang Fei.

"Mr. Luo is already waiting for you in the study." The butler nodded respectfully to Wen Yishu.

Wen Yishu smiled and agreed.

Pushing open the door, a wave of heat rushed in. The study was much hotter than outside. Luo Shi was sitting behind his desk, tapping the side of his wheelchair with his hand.

Although the head of the Chen family required Luo Shi to change his surname before he could take over the Chen family, Luo Shi had already used various means to seize control of many of the Chen family's businesses in both the legitimate and underworld sectors.

He had known all along that Luo Shi was no pushover.

"Mr. Wen, is there something you need?" Luo Shi looked up, raising her eyebrows as she looked at him.

Wen Yishu nodded and smiled, but her eyes were very serious: "I need to terminate the matter concerning the game ahead of schedule."

"Why?" Luo Shi tilted his head. "Isn't it fun?" He had just thought it was pretty good, and now he wanted to end it?

Luo Shi looked at the wound on Wen Yishu's lip, then suddenly smiled, but his gaze was icy: "Mr. Wen, aren't you enjoying it?"

Wen Yishu frowned slightly: "Feifei is innocent."

“Feifei…” Luo Shi murmured the two words softly, then laughed out loud, “So Mr. Wen is willing to marry her?” The moment he asked the question, he stopped tapping the wheelchair with his hand.

Wen Yishu was startled.

He witnessed his parents' rotten marriage firsthand, how could he...?

But why do I see Jiang Fei's bright, sparkling eyes in front of me?

“You don’t want to marry him.” Luo Shi looked at him firmly, her brows relaxed slightly, and she tapped the side of the wheelchair with her fingers again. Then she frowned deliberately, “Jiang Fei also said that marrying Xie Chi is her grandfather’s wish. This is really difficult.”

At this point, his expression became more serious: "My sister's baby is in an unstable position, and if she is stimulated, her life may be in danger."

"You still want to end this game so hastily because you're soft-hearted?"

Wen Yishu looked at Luo Shi, her throat tightening.

Luo Wan...

Luo Shi sneered, "Mr. Wen?"

Wen Yishu came to her senses, and after a long while, turned and left.

Luo Shi remained seated at his desk, picked up the document in front of him, glanced at it for a moment, then suddenly tossed it aside and said, slowly and deliberately:

“Fei, Fei”.

You've only met a few times, and you're already calling each other that so naturally?