After the long, lingering kiss ended, Qi Shen lowered his eyes to look at her, and the bitterness in his heart subsided slightly.
Now the girl's lips are a natural, rosy color that comes from within, and there is no trace of lip gloss.
Fang Zhi's head was still foggy from lack of oxygen when she heard a man's deep, sexy voice in her ear, "That's it. Go out the way you always have before. No need to wear lipstick or corsages. Zhi Zhi is only allowed to dress up nicely for her brother. You can't do this for other people."
Receiving no response from the girl, Qi Shen lifted her chin and asked again, "Did you hear that?"
Only then did she realize that his clear, bright eyes still held a hint of moisture from the deep kiss, and she belatedly realized that he was jealous.
She faced the man's jealousy head-on, finding it utterly absurd, "Senior Xia and I are both girls."
Qi Shenfei's thin lips parted slightly, and he uttered four words succinctly, "That's not allowed either."
"Can I dress up when I see other people, brother?" Fang Zhi asked, staring at him intently.
Sister Lin once told her that if reasoning fails, you have to fight fire with fire, throw the problem back at her. Since her brother forbids her from dressing up, shouldn't he set an example?
Qi Shen smiled faintly, and said leisurely, "Zhizhi, tell me what I'm dressed up for?"
Fang Zhi was suddenly asked a question that left him speechless.
All the clothes in his wardrobe were custom-made and delivered to his door. Apart from the outfit she picked out for him, she also owed him a large sum of money. Otherwise, he really hadn't bought anything to dress himself up.
A barely perceptible smile flickered in Qi Shen's eyes.
He suddenly realized that there was a slight advantage to the girl knowing Lin Yisheng. In everyday little things, her ability to banter with him made him feel a sense of security.
After racking her brains for a while, she realized she had fallen into another of the man's thought traps. She bit her lip and retorted softly, "But men don't need to dress up when they go out, right? Does my brother need to wear lipstick when he goes out?"
"Who says men don't need to dress up? If they don't need to dress up, why do shopping malls still have men's clothing stores?"
Not only Fang Zhi thought of the clothes he had bought earlier, but Qi Shen also thought of it, although the two had different focuses.
Qi Shen's refined and gentle aura faded slightly, replaced by a subtle air of roguish charm. A playful smile curved his thin lips. "Speaking of which, how many sweet nothings does Zhizhi still owe her brother? Do you even remember?"
"..." Fang Zhi stared at the man for a long time, only managing to utter one sentence: "You're being unreasonable!"
Qi Shen hummed indifferently, "Just think of it as your brother being unreasonable because he's jealous." His slender fingertips rubbed against the girl's lips, "Zhizhi can continue applying the lipstick if she wants, and your brother can choose to continue kissing her. We'll go out whenever you're tired and don't want to continue."
The man's attitude and tone were very gentle, but his answer was precise, which made Fang Zhicai unwilling to waste any more time with him. The girl silently added in her mind, "This lipstick is poisonous; eating too much will kill you!"
However, she didn't apply it again before leaving the house.
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This Chinese restaurant, located in the city center, requires reservations. The floor is paved with blue bricks and white tiles, the walls are decorated with landscape paintings, and a traditional Chinese spring greets the eye upon entering, where colorful koi fish swim happily. The surrounding environment is quiet and has an antique charm.
Fang Zhi had left a bodyguard by his side as a supervisor.
Xia Mianyi was taken aback when she saw the bodyguard following Fang Zhi. The girl explained to her in a low voice.
Xia Mianyi expressed her understanding. Originally, the dining room was set up in the main hall, but with Qi Shen's instructions, the restaurant manager reserved a private room for the two of them.
Qi Shen's original intention in reserving the private room was to prevent any inconsiderate people from bumping into his Zhizhi, but this action inadvertently made it easier for Fang Zhi and Xia Mianyi to chat privately.
Bodyguards stood guard outside the highly private private room.
Inside the door, Xia Mianyi pushed the cup filled with tea to the girl opposite her. "Fang Zhi, I've always been curious about who the man who asked you for my autograph is to you?"
They were supposed to be relatives, but the handsome young man's surname was Qi, while hers was Fang. Moreover, the expression on his face when he mentioned asking for her greeting card for someone very important seemed more like that of a lover; if they were lovers, Fang Zhi was far too young at the time.
She knew that there were many examples of scions of prominent families getting engaged early and leaving the two of them together to cultivate their relationship.
Judging from today's situation, Qi Shen and the young girl in front of her are clearly not on the same level; their statuses are unequal. Qi Shen is the one at the helm, and Fang Zhi is the small boat in his hands.
Fang Zhi lowered her eyelashes, picked up the glass of water, and spoke in a gentle, unhurried voice, "I am my brother's adopted child. I came to live with him when I was six years old. At first, we were siblings, but later, I don't know when, my brother's feelings for me changed. The year I graduated, the year Senior Xia met my brother, we became a couple at his request."
Xia Mianyi nodded slightly to indicate that she understood. After experiencing a lot, one can see through some things at a glance.
Even the gentle Xia Mianyi has a clear mind: "I can see that you want to be with him, but you are not willing to just be with your brother like this."
Fang Zhi's heart skipped a beat at her words, and she looked up at the woman's face, which had been kind to her by time.
"Are you surprised?" Xia Mianyi smiled slightly at Fang Zhi. "Don't be surprised. Would you like to hear my story?"
Fang Zhi said softly, "I do."
"A very cliché story." The woman's beautiful eyes seemed to pierce through to a distant place, empty and devoid of anything.
"Many people wonder why I chose to retire from the classical dance world at the height of my fame. The reason is very simple."
“When I was only a few years older than you, I met a man from a wealthy family who was witty and gentlemanly. He fell in love with me at first sight during my performance and pursued me. I also succumbed to his romantic advances.”
“But his family is a scholarly family and they couldn’t accept me being in and out of the camera. I chose to withdraw for him, but we eventually broke up. His family asked him to marry into another family, so I left China and went far away.”
The woman's few words, spoken casually, revealed the first half of her life.
Fang Zhi looked at the senior in her heart, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
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