"You're too good to him." Ji Luoqin was holding a petri dish with tweezers at the time, her voice as cold as ice. "Be careful not to raise a tiger that will turn on you."
She smiled innocently at the time: "He's such a good boy, how could that be?"
Yes, how well-behaved.
She was so obedient that she was willing to be locked in the villa by her, so obedient that she was willing to investigate dangerous things for her, so obedient that she thought she was the special one.
But for her, the word "special" never existed.
"I'm going to take a shower."
Yu Jiuyuan jumped down from the bar and straightened her disheveled dress. "Go to sleep early."
Rong Shenghan watched her walk into the bathroom, then bent down to pick up the documents on the floor.
The last page of the document contained the final agreement between the Su family and the Ji family, with Ji Luoqin and Ji Nianqin's names prominently displayed at the signature area.
He ran his fingertips over the two names, his eyes darkening, before putting the document into the shredder.
The sound of water coming from the bathroom, a soft, pattering sound, seemed to be tapping at one's heart.
Rong Shenghan walked to the bedside and sat down, then took out the small pistol from under the pillow.
The gun was cold, carrying the chill of metal, yet he stroked the character "Yu" engraved on the handle, a faint smile playing on his lips.
He knew her thoughts, of course, and that he was just one of her many pawns.
So what? It's better to be taken seriously and schemed against by her than to be like those people from the Su family, who don't even deserve a second glance from her.
The bathroom door opened, and Yu Jiuyuan walked out wearing a silk nightgown, her hair wet, water droplets running down her fair neck and disappearing into her neckline, exuding a fatal allure.
"What are you looking at?"
She walked over, took the gun from his hand, skillfully removed the magazine, and tossed it onto the bedside table.
"I'm thinking about what to make for you for a late-night snack tomorrow night."
Rong Shenghan reached out and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, his voice so gentle it could melt water, "How about your favorite crab roe soup dumplings?"
"OK."
Yu Jiuyuan leaned against him, smelling the faint scent of ebony on him, and closed her eyes.
The system panel slowly disappeared from my mind, finally settling on Rong Shenghan's 100 favorability rating, like a perfect period.
Yu Jiuyuan chuckled to herself.
See how well-behaved she is?
This is her good dog.
As night deepened, the villa fell silent, save for the bedside lamp, which shone like a watchful eye.
Tomorrow's banquet is destined to be a bloodbath, while her caged bird will stay obediently here, waiting for her triumphant return.
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