The bedroom was edged with gold, and the bright sunlight fell directly on the girl's unadorned face. Her most captivating feature was her limpid, watery eyes, which were closed. Her long, dark eyelashes were like tassels, and her nose was small, straight, and upturned.
The light was a bit too bright for her eyes, startling the sleeping beauty awake. Fang Zhi's thin eyelids twitched, and she slowly opened her eyes. Consciousness and senses awakened and rushed towards her like a flowing stream.
Her inner thighs were sore and weak, and her waist still lingered from the feeling of being held by a man last night and being led astray.
Fang Zhi slowly turned over, supporting herself on her elbows, and the discomfort in her body made her hiss softly.
There's also a faint, cool, refreshing feeling inside the "unspeakable passage."
I don't know if it was her brother who applied the medicine to her later.
Because her memory of last night was that the man carried her to wash up, and after that she was too exhausted to remember anything and fell asleep.
Although my brother enjoys this kind of thing, he usually knows his limits. Last night, however, he was unusually excited. He probably wanted to take advantage of her hazy state of mind to get information out of her.
Fang Zhi shook his head, trying to banish the image of him begging for mercy and blushing from his mind last night.
She picked up her phone from the side and glanced at the time.
11:27.
There was still some time before lunch, and Fang Zhi didn't feel like moving around right now, so he opened his registered platform account.
Her ID is FQ, and she has never posted anything.
This was the name her brother came up with when she registered the marriage; it was a combination of the initials of their two surnames.
One fan and one follower, all users are QF. QF is Qi Shen, and he only has Fang Zhi as a follower.
He's busy with work and never has time to browse these social media platforms that he considers pointless. He only registered this account to match hers.
Fang Zhi watched quietly for a while, then opened the search page to search for information about yesterday's car accident. There were many onlookers taking pictures at the time, but she couldn't find a single result online.
The empty page was linked only to a verified blogger who talks about cars and the car accident she searched for.
[Xiaoxia Talks Cars: Awesome! Who understands this? Family members! I've witnessed the power of capital in my lifetime. What are the PR teams of those popular celebrities compared to this? The real big shots can't even get you to post a single word or picture! I'm in awe.jpg]
The following are all highly-rated comments.
[Siberian Pure Bird Droppings: What? Watermelon, bench, squatting and holding a watermelon, are you kidding me?]
[Xiaoxia Talks Cars: Please don't ask in the comments, I'm a scaredy-cat, I'm afraid my account will be banned by Weibo and the government.]
[The moon has set: OP, straighten up! Don't be so dramatic about your 'slave' thing. There are no slaves in Xinhua; cattle and horses are the norm.]
[Boss and colleague are in heaven, plus Weibo comment: +1. I dare not say anything. Yesterday I went to the city center to pick up my boss's bag and saw it on the way... I thought if I couldn't afford to buy a picture of the damage, I could at least take a picture. After posting it, my main account "Boss and colleague are in heaven" got bombarded with comments.]
[All the handsome men in the world are mine: Are you all just looking at the cars? Didn't anyone notice that bodyguards were surrounding an unknown tycoon with his beloved little darling as he walked from a car worth half a billion to a cheaper car (worth 10 million)?]
My dearest, most adorable wife? Her?
Fang Zhi was so provoked by this comment that his hair stood on end, and ironically, this comment had the most replies.
[Ruthless Drug-Addicted Chicken: Really? OP, if you put it that way, I'm going to start shipping them.]
[Nine Lives, One Death: A Love-Struck Mind: I was moved to tears by this exquisitely beautiful love story of the wealthy.]
[Playing the top and the bottom: I took a sip, then spat it out halfway through. Sorry, wrong channel, I ship gay content.]
Fang Zhi: "..." It seems like everyone lives in a different world, each with their own way of being crazy.
......
There were hundreds of comments.
Just as Fang Zhi was engrossed in reading, a gentle knock came at the door. The nanny followed quietly, asking, "Miss Zhi Zhi, are you awake?"
Startled by the sudden sound, she jerked her hand and accidentally clicked "like" without realizing it.
Fang Zhi replied from the direction of the opposite door, "He's awake."
"Lunch is ready. Miss Zhizhi, you can tidy up and wash up before coming downstairs for lunch."
"I understand, you can go now."
After turning off her phone, she changed into the pajamas that Qi Shen had left by her pillow before leaving and moved to the bedside. As soon as her feet touched the ground, her legs went weak and she almost fell to the floor.
From thighs up to waist down, I was too wild last night. With no one around, I realized I had to slowly make my way to the bathroom with an unseemly crab-like gait.
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After lunch, I realized I was feeling weak all over and didn't plan to practice dancing today. Just as I was about to go upstairs, Wang Ma called me back.
The girl grew up like a sapling, her figure light and graceful.
Now, Wang Ma has to look up to her.
"When Miss Zhizhi first came to the Qi family, she was so thin and tiny, like a cat." Aunt Wang's expression was a mix of emotion and regret. "Now she's grown so much."
Fang Zhi's gentle and charming eyebrows curved, and a sweet smile appeared on her lips. "Thank you for taking care of me during this time."
Wang Ma snapped out of her reverie and smiled kindly, "Miss Zhizhi, what are you saying? It's what I should do." She paused, then looked at Fang Zhi and asked, "Next week is your birthday, Miss Zhizhi, what kind of birthday present would you like?"
Fang Zhi also looked through Wang Ma's glasses, had a premonition, and then spoke it aloud:
"Wang Ma, did my brother tell you to ask me this?"
After hearing this, Wang Ma remained silent for a long time before nodding.
"Young Master called me this morning and told me about it. He also told me not to tell you." She sighed helplessly, "I didn't expect you to guess it yourself."
Fake siblings become real lovers.
Having come to know each other so well, is it a blessing or a curse?
It's often said that those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly, but even outsiders can't see things clearly.
Fang Zhi lowered her eyes; what did she want most?
Freedom and equality, without being restrained.
At first, she couldn't accept the sudden change in her relationship with her brother, but over the years, she no longer resisted it.
Aside from not giving her the most basic human rights, he was the best person to her in every other respect.
Humans are not plants or trees; how can they be without feelings?
She thought that, in her heart, besides being Qi Shen's brother, she actually liked him, right?
The line between the goodwill brought by gratitude and the budding affection of love is too blurred, and I am not sure about this feeling.
But she knew that if her brother was willing to let her live a normal life, she probably wouldn't choose to leave.
So since he had asked Wang Ma, perhaps he could use Wang Ma's words to be honest again.
Thinking of this, Fang Zhi looked up, her fair and beautiful face unusually serious. "Wang Ma, I want freedom, equality, and things I like without being restricted."
“Okay.” Wang Ma stared blankly at the girl’s bright eyes. “I will tell the young master and keep it a secret that you already know that he asked you to ask about this.”
Fang Zhi smiled, pursing his lips.
Whether Wang Ma hides it or not seems pointless; her brother knows her so well, she doesn't believe he wouldn't guess.
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