“Remember,” he whispered in her ear, his fingertips tracing the ring on her ring finger, “even if he gets a title, you’ll still be mine.”
Yu Jiuyuan smiled, her eyes a mixture of cunning and indulgence: "Of course."
She knew that what Xie Zhecheng wanted was not a title, but her compromise, proof that he could confirm that he still had the right to compete with Rong Shenghan in this "game".
And she didn't mind giving him that illusion.
The curtains of the French windows fluttered in the wind, casting the shadows of the two figures on the wall like a flowing painting.
Xie Zhecheng's kiss was filled with unmistakable possessiveness, but it softened gradually when he touched the blue light of her pinky ring.
He knew that he had once again yielded to this madman.
When she returned to the master bedroom in the evening, Rong Shenghan was ironing her dress, which she was to wear to the family banquet next month.
His movements weren't very skillful, but he was extremely serious, and steam condensed into tiny water droplets in his palms.
"You're back?" He looked up, his eyes filled with a tenderness like melting moonlight. "What would you like for dinner?"
"I want to eat the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish you make." Yu Jiuyuan threw herself into his arms, smiling like a cat that had just stolen some fish.
Rong Shenghan chuckled and pinched her cheek: "I knew you'd crave this."
His hand slid to her ring finger, gently turning the platinum ring engraved with his name, and he suddenly asked, "Did you go to Anfu and the others this afternoon?"
Yu Jiuyuan's heart skipped a beat, but she still smiled frankly: "Yes, give them the award certificates."
Rong Shenghan didn't ask any further questions. He simply lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, his voice as soft as a sigh: "Don't overwork yourself."
The blue light on the pinky ring had a soft, warm hue, like honey that had been thoroughly dried by the sun.
Yu Jiuyuan knew that he knew everything. This seemingly gentle man knew her tricks better than anyone else, yet he chose to indulge her.
Perhaps this is his way of "taming" her, using extreme gentleness to firmly hold her captive.
Night deepened, and the villa fell silent.
Xie Zhecheng was organizing specimens in the study, Yuan Xu was recording data in the laboratory, Rong Shenghan was simmering soup in the kitchen, and Yu Jiuyuan was leaning against the bay window of the master bedroom, looking at the moonlight outside the window, and slowly curving her lips into a smile.
She knew that she had given Rong Shenghan a title, yet she had also used her body to appease Xie Zhecheng and Yuan Xu, like a skilled acrobat who simultaneously tossed and caught all the balls at hand, preventing any of them from hitting the ground.
This may seem crazy, selfish, and irresponsible, but that's just who she is, Yu Jiuyuan.
He is the sole rule-maker in this game.
The light from the pinky ring swirled on her fingertip, reflecting the innocence and madness in her eyes.
Yu Jiuyuan smiled, gently stroking the platinum ring on her ring finger, and suddenly felt that she could play this game for a very long time.
After all, it's really quite amusing to watch these proud men fight over her, compromise and yield for her, and willingly walk into the web she's woven.
And she enjoyed it.
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