The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

Shi Qianqiu replied, "I like you, I like you a lot. I've always only liked you, there's no one else and there won't be anyone else."

How can you guarantee that?

"Time will tell." Shi Qianqiu rubbed Chen Jingmo's nape and touched his forehead to his. "I really like you."

"My sweetheart can be herself in front of me. I love everything about you. Even if you stand on the bed, point your finger at me, and call me a bastard, I'll still find you incredibly cute and want to meld you into my body."

Today's series of words caused Chen Jingmo's pent-up grievances to erupt all at once. Scalding water droplets hit Shi Qianqiu's hand, burning his heart and making him tremble. He said Chen Jingmo's eyes were full of tears. Chen Jingmo looked at the bracelet without saying a word, and when he hugged Shi Qianqiu's neck, he kissed the bracelet several times.

The bathroom door opened, and Shi Qianqiu carried Chen Jingmo out. He was only wrapped in a bath towel and was sitting on the bed, awkwardly pulling the blanket over his legs. Shi Qianqiu saw this, took some clothes, and went over to help Chen Jingmo put them on.

They usually got intimate at night, when Chen Jingmo would lie naked in bed. In the morning, when Shi Qianqiu went out to cook, he would get dressed himself. But there were times like now. Chen Jingmo reached out and grabbed his clothes, saying in a low voice, "Give them to me, I'll dress myself."

"I'll help my sweetie."

Shi Qianqiu gently yet forcefully pulled the towel off Chen Jingmo's shoulders, helped him put on his shirt, and kissed him many times in the process. As for the rest of his clothes... Chen Jingmo couldn't take it anymore, pulled her over and crawled into bed. In less than a minute, he threw off the covers and got out of bed on the other side to put on his slippers. "Let's go."

Shi Qianqiu said, "Blow-dry your hair."

"No need, it's hot, it'll dry in a bit."

The two walked towards the living room. Shi Qianqiu opened the jewelry box containing the anklet, but Chen Jingmo shook his head, "No need, it's uncomfortable to wear on my ankle."

Moreover, unlike a bracelet, you can't just look at it whenever you want; you have to pull up your pants legs, and it's inconvenient to wear socks.

Chen Jingmo took the jewelry box and said, "Just leave it there."

As he spoke, he went back to his bedroom, put the phone in the drawer, put it away, put on his mask, and went out. Shi Qianqiu helped him take it off, saying, "It's hot."

"It's okay, just don't let anyone see it."

"It's okay if you see it."

Chen Jingmo paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said, "That's right. They all think we're brothers (we're not blood relatives and don't live on the same household register). It's normal for brothers to have a meal together."

"…Um."

Shi Qianqiu processed the flower and put it in a vase. After going downstairs, she opened the passenger door, waited for Chen Jingmo to sit down, and as usual, naturally fastened his seatbelt and pinched his cheek.

The upscale Chinese restaurant was playing soothing music. It was a bit quiet, mostly filled with couples who were probably on dates. There were flowers on their tables, but Chen Jingmo only glanced at them before looking away.

He has it too.

Roses.

It can live a long time if it's placed in a vase.

Shi Qianqiu led Chen Jingmo to the reserved table, which was in a rather secluded and quiet area. The waiter first brought out two plates of ice cream, which were filled with various toppings. Chen Jingmo thought to herself that Lu Sui would definitely love it.

He turned to look out the window and suddenly saw a very familiar license plate number. Following his gaze, he saw Chen Yunting and a woman.

Holy crap?

Tan Manxiang was kicked out not long ago, and she's already found a new love?

Why can't I stay still all day long?

"What are you looking at?" Shi Qianqiu wiped the bits of horse hoof that were stuck to the corner of Chen Jingmo's mouth.

"Chen Yunting," Chen Jingmo swallowed what was in his mouth, and continued speaking his unfinished sentence, "embracing a woman."

He turned sideways to look at the restaurant entrance, slightly raising his chin. "There it is."

As they were talking, Chen Yunting glanced back, met Chen Jingmo's gaze, then turned away guiltily. He then turned back, released his grip on the woman's waist, and led her over here.

Chen Jingmo gave a forced smile and said, "Dad."

Old man Deng.

"Did you come to eat with your brother?"

Are you fucking blind?

"Um, who is this?"

The glamorous woman beside Chen Yunting wore a cheongsam that accentuated her graceful figure. She was quite haughty, and most importantly, the look in her eyes as she looked at Chen Yunting was filled with... disgust.

Chen Jingmo's eyes instantly turned cold.

So they're here to fight him for the family fortune again?

Chen Yunting rubbed his nose. "Your stepmother."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Chen Jingmo choked on his own saliva. "Stepmother?"

His eyes flashed with mockery. "When did you two get together? You're fucking capable."

In front of everyone, Chen Jingmo spoke in a sarcastic tone. Chen Yunting frowned and said, "Keep your voice down. What's going on? We signed a marriage agreement."

"You didn't get a marriage certificate?"

"……No."

Chen Jingmo's expression grew even more sarcastic. He was about to launch into a tirade against Chen Yunting, but then changed his tone. He shifted his gaze to the woman, "My dad has worked so hard for so long, and he's getting on in years. He deserves someone he can truly connect with. I think you understand the difference between a marriage certificate and a prenuptial agreement, but did you agree to it? Or are you just after my dad's money? You have no intention of being with him in the end?"

Chen Yunting had naturally considered that if they got a marriage certificate, they would have to give each other property in the event of a divorce, so he opted for an agreement. He was also terrified of being hurt in relationships, and was deeply moved by Chen Jingmo's words. He also wanted to hear what Fang Chi had to say.

Fang Chi raised an eyebrow slightly, "Your father and I are truly in love. A marriage certificate and a marriage agreement mean nothing to me—"

"True love? What do you love about him? His age? His rapid aging? That he doesn't cook or wash dishes, wears the same underwear for three years? And is so stingy that he doesn't give you pocket money?"

"Chen Jingmo!" Chen Yunting's face turned black and purple.

Chen Jingmo: Oh no, I've blurted out what was on my mind.

"I'm sorry, Dad, I just wanted to test her sincerity for you. After all, you're both of that age, and in the future, she'll definitely be the one cleaning up your messes and taking care of you."

"Chen Jingmo!" Chen Yunting growled again, utterly embarrassed, his face turning a deep red like a monkey's bottom. "We're eating, and you're talking to my wife like this! Shut up!"

Fang Chi patted Chen Yunting on the back, "Keep your voice down."

Chen Yunting was instantly rendered speechless.

Chen Jingmo: Holy crap? This guy's got some serious talent here! Look how badly he's trained Chen Yunting!

"My name is Fang Chi, I'm twenty-eight years old, twelve years younger than your father, and eight years younger than you. I was originally looking for a formal meeting, but since we've met, why don't we sit down and have a chat?"

Shi Qianqiu's voice was calm. "Let's do it another day."

Today is his date with Chen Jingmo.

Chen Jingmo held Shi Qianqiu's hand and said with a cold smile, "No need to reschedule, let's do it now. Sit down."

Look at what you can say.

That damned Chen Yunting, he's always causing trouble. I'll send him to a nursing home one of these days and he'll behave himself!