I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Fu Wanqing shook her head, picked up the juice, took a sip, and said nothing.

The two sat for a while longer, and then Fu Wanqing picked up her phone and started sending messages.

Fingers tapped rapidly on the screen, sending out lines of text.

"Hello, are you coming again today? I've been waiting for you at the coffee shop for a long time."

"If you're busy, we can reschedule for another day, it's no problem."

"Could you please send me a message so I know if you're still coming?"

As soon as the message was sent, Gu Yan's phone vibrated in her pocket.

The buzzing sound, one after another, was particularly clear in the quiet coffee shop.

Fu Wanqing looked up at him, a hint of doubt flashing in her amber eyes.

"Your phone is ringing, aren't you going to check it? It might be something important."

Gu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.

He quickly reached into his pocket, pressed down on his phone, and silenced the ringtone.

But the vibration continued, a buzzing sound that he could feel even through his pants.

Fu Wanqing frowned and stared at his pocket.

"Why is your phone ringing so much? Who's sending you so many messages?"

Gu Yan kept her facial expression under control, but she was already panicking inside.

He quietly closed the chat interface in his pocket, hiding his chat history with "Qing".

Then he took out his phone, glanced at the screen, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The screen displayed a string of unread messages, all sent by Shen Youyao.

"Brother Gu Yan, are you free today?"

"Brother Gu Yan, you said last week that you would come to see me over the weekend, but today is Sunday."

"Are you very busy? If you are, it's okay, no problem."

"I just miss you a little, don't find me annoying."

"Gu Yan, you need to take care of yourself and not overwork yourself."

One after another, densely packed, from morning until now.

Gu Yan handed the phone to Fu Wanqing in a very natural tone.

"A friend sent this to me, asking when I'm going to visit her. They've been urging me several times."

Fu Wanqing took the phone and glanced at the name on the screen.

Shen Youyao's profile picture is of a girl wearing black-rimmed glasses, smiling gently.

The message was full of concern: take care of yourself, don't overwork yourself, and remember to eat.

Fu Wanqing glanced at the phone a few times and returned it, her suspicion lessening.

"Your friend talks a lot, just like me."

She paused, then added.

"But she seems to care about you a lot, and keeps telling you to take care of your health."

Gu Yan took the phone, put it in her pocket, and nodded.

"Yes, a younger sister, she's quite young and loves to worry."

Fu Wanqing didn't ask any further questions and looked down at her phone.

The employer's profile picture is still grayed out, and there has been no response.

She put her phone on the table, leaned back in her chair, and looked out the window.

The light of the setting sun shone in and fell on her long pink hair, giving it a golden glow.

Gu Yan watched Fu Wanqing fiddling with her phone with her head down, but didn't feel much.

He was a little disappointed, but to actually ask the eldest daughter of the Fu family to be his lifelong bodyguard would be crazy.

Who is Fu Wanqing? She is the true direct descendant of the Fu family and the granddaughter of Fu Yunshu.

Who is Gu Yan? A sickly man with only two years left to live, whose only thought is to run away.

Having someone like that as his bodyguard, constantly by his side, is practically suicide.

He was thinking about how to comfort Fu Wanqing before hurrying back to the Fu family home to lie down.

My gaze inadvertently swept over a table in the corner of the coffee shop, and I suddenly froze.

At the third table by the window, a girl wearing a black baseball cap sat.

The brim of the hat was pulled low, covering most of her face, leaving only her fair chin visible.

But Gu Yan recognized her at a glance; he was all too familiar with the curve of her chin.

Shen Youyao.

How did she end up here? Wasn't she supposed to be staying at the place arranged by the Pei family?

How did I end up in this coffee shop? What a coincidence!

He stared in that direction, his heart began to race, and the hairs on the back of his head stood on end.

A pair of eyes peeked out from under the brim of the hat, watching him intently.

Those eyes were one red and one blue; the left one was ice blue, and the right one was blood red.

It was Shen Youyao, but not entirely, because the light in her eyes was wrong.

Normally, when Shen Youyao looked at him, her eyes were timid, gentle, and cautious.

But now the light in those eyes is cold, direct, and carries an indescribable aggressiveness.

Gu Yan's hands clenched tightly under the table, her knuckles turning white.

Fu Wanqing sensed his unusual behavior and looked up in the direction of his gaze.

"What are you looking at? Is there anyone you know over there?"

Her voice was soft, tinged with doubt, and her amber eyes blinked twice.

Before Gu Yan could answer, the girl in the baseball cap moved.

She stood up slowly, like a cat approaching its prey.

She walked steadily with each step, her high heels making a soft sound on the floor.

She stopped in front of Gu Yan and looked down at him.

The eyes beneath the brim of the hat were one red and one blue, but the blue was slowly fading.

The red color is spreading, like ink dripping into water, gradually swallowing up all the blue.

Within seconds, those eyes turned completely red.

They were blood red, like two rubies, or like two burning flames.

The red was bright and vibrant, with an indescribable allure.

Gu Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and she seemed to be nailed to the chair.

Shen Youyao wouldn't look at him like that, and Shen Youyao's eyes wouldn't turn completely red.

This is not Shen Youyao, this is Shen Youwei, the second personality who kills without blinking an eye.

She's that female devil who tried to kiss him in the noodle shop.

Before he could react, Shen Youwei had already sat down next to him.

They sat very close, so close that their thighs were almost touching.

The cool fragrance emanating from her was neither floral nor fruity.

It has a cool, sweet taste, like plum blossoms in winter covered by snow.

She took off her baseball cap and placed it on the table, revealing a delicate face.

His skin was so white it seemed to glow, his lips were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and his completely red eyes were fixed on Gu Yan.

Then she reached out and hugged Gu Yan's arm tightly.

Her chest pressed against his arm, soft and warm, carrying the warmth and elasticity of a young girl's body.

Gu Yan froze completely, clearly feeling the soft touch on her arm.

His face flushed instantly, burning red, and he tried to pull his arm away but couldn't.

Shen Youwei's strength was frightening; she hugged him so tightly that it was as if she wanted to embed his arm into her body.

Fu Wanqing sat opposite her, completely stunned, her mouth agape.

She looked at the girl who had suddenly appeared, and at her arm that was wrapped around Gu Yan's.

Looking at her completely red eyes, and at her exquisitely beautiful face.

Her amber eyes were full of bewilderment, like a frightened little rabbit.

"Who...who is this? Is he your friend? Why don't you introduce him?"

Her voice stammered a little, clearly she was a bit bewildered by the scene.