"Young master didn't ask you a question, why are you answering?"
The butler frowned, scrutinizing Fu Yinzhou's expression.
Although it was a pity, before Fu Yinzhou could get angry and punish her, he said to Shen Zhiyi, "You didn't pass the interview assessment. Hurry up and pack your things and go back."
He stood between Fu Yinzhou and Shen Zhiyi.
With his back to Shen Zhiyi, he placed his hands behind his back and waved at her.
He gestured for her to leave quickly.
He bowed to Fu Yinzhou and said, "Young Master, it's time for you to take your medicine."
"Otherwise, you'll be out of breath again."
Fu Yinzhou frowned as he recalled the earlier misunderstanding.
"No need to eat anymore." He lifted his eyelids and looked at Shen Zhiyi, who was standing there and showed no sign of leaving. "She already had an attack."
"It's had an attack?!" the butler exclaimed in surprise.
"But look at you, how come there's nothing wrong with you at all?"
He looked around and said, "His complexion is better than before; he's not so pale anymore."
The butler, as if struck by a sudden thought, turned around and asked Shen Zhiyi, "What did you feed the young master?"
Shen Zhiyi shook her head.
"I didn't eat anything."
You haven't eaten?
That would be very strange.
Before the butler could figure it out, Fu Yinzhou suddenly waved his hand.
"You all get out."
She nodded to Shen Zhiyi, "You, stay."
The butler was surprised again.
He'd only been in there a short while, and his droopy eyelids were already practically closed.
Young master, do you want to keep her here?
A young, beautiful woman who had just touched him?
He left with his mouth agape, muttering to himself, accompanied by his bodyguards.
Close the door.
Soon, only Shen Zhiyi and Fu Yinzhou remained in the room.
"Young Master, does this mean I passed the interview assessment?"
Fu Yinzhou lifted his eyelids and looked at her scrutinizingly.
He didn't answer, only saying, "Come here."
Shen Zhiyi obediently approached.
Fu Yinzhou took out a blue handkerchief from his pocket and stared at her wrist with furrowed brows.
"Raise your hands."
Shen Zhiyi raised her hand as instructed.
Fu Yinzhou wrapped her wrist with a handkerchief and pinched her wrist through the fabric.
He lowered his head, brought his hand close to her skin, and gently sniffed it.
frown.
It tastes very bland.
It's completely different from before, when I had that intense feeling of healing.
He straightened up, his suspicious gaze moving up the back of her hand and then winding down to her arm.
Fu Yinzhou narrowed his eyes.
With a slight pull, he drew Shen Zhiyi a little closer.
He bent down again, bringing his nose close to the skin of her forearm, and gently sniffed upwards.
The taste was better than the one on the back of my hand.
But it was still very faint.
Shen Zhiyi's face flushed slightly.
"Young...Young Master..."
He was so close... his breath fell on my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
It's a little... itchy...
He was very strong, and even through the handkerchief, you could feel the heat emanating from his body.
This made her unconsciously shrink back.
Fu Yinzhou completely ignored her reaction, lost in his own speculation, his thick brows furrowed, his gaze drifting to her neck and collarbone...
"Come a little closer, bend over," he commanded in a deep voice.
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