"Qin Xiaoxie," he pronounced her name syllable by syllable, his thin lips curving into a faint arc, the crimson color gleaming alluringly.

Bi Xie swallowed hard and quickly looked away.

Jiang Han noticed that Bi Xie's breathing was a little unsteady and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, I'm just going to the restroom." Bi Xie's heart was pounding, and he cursed himself for having wasted so much time and energy in real life, his self-control was so poor!

Jiang Han gave an "oh" and rested her head on her textbook.

When Bi Xie passed by Jiang Han, he glanced at the exercises Jiang Han was doing: "Finish the last two questions, that's enough for today. Get some rest, make sure you're covered up properly tonight, and check the air conditioner before you go to sleep."

Jiang Han responded listlessly, running her fingers through her chestnut-colored short hair and scratching it.

"Oh right, I bought two cakes this morning. The marble cheesecake is for you. I don't know if you can still eat it since you have a cold. If you can't, you can put it in the refrigerator for a couple of days. It's freshly made, so it'll be fine for a few days."

Jiang Han's lips curled up as he leaned back on his textbook, tilting his head to look at Bi Xie with a silly grin: "At least you still have some conscience. Once I'm better from my cold, I'll treat you to skewers and hot pot..."

Bi Xie chuckled softly and walked towards the restroom.

Before she even reached the restroom, Bi Xie was pulled several steps to the right by an outstretched arm, and involuntarily fell into a broad, slightly cool embrace, the icy air instantly enveloping her.

Whether out of panic or embarrassment, Bi Xie blurted out the man's name in a low voice, "Wei Zhaoye, what are you doing?"

The man's jet-black hair fell softly over his forehead, concealing his alluring eyes. Between his captivating and enchanting features, a slight ripple appeared in his dark pupils, which resembled black gemstones. "You've discovered my secret. What am I supposed to do with you now?"

Bi Xie was completely bewildered: "What secret? I have no idea what you're talking about?"

The man leaned very low, his long, slightly curled eyelashes like black butterflies with drooping wings, gently and softly brushing against Bi Xie's cheek.

From a distance, the two looked as if they were kissing.

Bi Xie blushed deeply with embarrassment. Although she was already an experienced person due to her previous mission, there were not only her and Wei Zhaoye in the house, but also the housekeeper Song Ma and Jiang Han.

From her angle, she could also see the housekeeper, Song Ma, busy in the kitchen.

If Song Ma looked back, she could see her and Wei Zhaoye...

“Mr. Wei, I think you’ve misunderstood. I don’t know your secret. It’s getting late, I should go.” Bi Xie leaned against the cold wall, his palms damp.

"So nervous?" The girl's trembling body seeped through her thin clothes onto the man's skin. Wei Zhaoye suddenly lifted Bi Xie's chin, his slightly indifferent gaze looking straight into the girl's clear and bright pupils.

It was as if they wanted to see right through her soul.

A long, slender, icy hand suddenly moved down and reached for her neck.

The force gradually increased.

Bi Xie's breath hitched. The system's voice rang out in his mind, "Warning! Warning! The villain wants to kill the host. Please find a way to save yourself quickly! Otherwise, you will be eliminated!"

Damn it! Annihilate them all! What kind of master raises what kind of system!

Bi Xie's heart nearly stopped beating with tension. Her warm breath trembled as it fell on the man's handsome face. Before Wei Zhaoye could break her neck, she stood on tiptoe and kissed the man's cold, indifferent lips.