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He’s got one thing on his mind all day long.

As she was muttering to herself, a large hand was placed on her stomach, the broad palm radiating warmth.

Qin Youxuan was taken aback.

“If you feel uncomfortable, tell me, I’ll arrange a doctor to check on you.”

Qin Youxuan was moved, was he asking about her period because he was worried?

Qin Youxuan tightened her grip on his shirt, nestled her head in his chest and allowed him to hold her, motionless.

His warm embrace was endearing, and sleepiness suddenly washed over her.

“If you want to sleep, sleep. I’ll stay with you today.”

“Okay…”

Qin Youxuan fell asleep straight away, forgetting even to feign asking why he wasn’t working today.

When she woke up, Dan Hanjie was gone.

And she was…

In her bedroom.

When did she come back? Was it Dan Hanjie who carried her here?

It must have been.

What a disaster…

Qin Youxuan scrambled from the bed, checked her clothes to make sure they were clean, then rushed out of the room and down the stairs.

“Butler, the person who brought me back earlier, where is he?”

“What person?” The butler was taken aback, “Miss, didn’t you come back by yourself?”

“Huh?”

“We didn’t have any visitors today. Who are you talking about?” The butler was utterly confused.

Could it be that the incident with Dan Hanjie going to the flower shop was just a dream she had?

Impossible.

No dream is as clear and vivid as that, so realistic.

He must have silently brought her back here.

“We-, never mind, I guess I slept too heavily and just woke up, I will go back to sleep, pretend I didn’t ask.” Qin Youxuan waved her hand, turned around and prepared to head back to her room.

When she got to the stairway, she remembered something and turned around, “Is Diwu Zexuan in the guest room?”

“Mr. Diwu received a call and went out for a while, he hasn’t come back yet.”

“He isn’t here…” Qin Youxuan whispered, coming back to her senses, “Ok, I understand, you can go back to work.”

Yujing Villa.

Dan Hanjie’s tall figure stood in the spacious living room, his hands tied behind his back, standing in front of a large European painting.

The colossal painting was brimming with vibrant colors, outlining a three-dimensional space. At first glance, it looked colorful, but a closer look revealed a darkness lurking behind the colors.

Dark and bottomless.

Hearing movement behind him, Dan Hanjie’s eyes flickered, but he remained still.

Before long, Diwu Zexuan was brought into the living room, tightly bound.

Even his mouth was sealed with tape.

His white suit, now rumpled, hung on his body like pickles, truly a sight for sore eyes.

A pair of eerie silver eyes glancing at Dan Hanjie standing in front of the painting, widened in surprise, attempting to speak.

“Untie him.” Dan Hanjie finally turned around, nonchalantly casting a look at the disheveled Diwu Zexuan, his lips curved into a smirk, and a slight, chilling smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

“Yes, sir.” Yao nodded respectfully, instructing his men to untie Diwu Zexuan.

“Yao, how dare you tie me up when I wasn’t looking, I…”

Just as Diwu Zexuan began to protest, he noticed a dark shadow approaching his face. He tried to dodge, but it was too late.