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

The people taking photos were stunned for a moment, but when they saw the badge on the law enforcement officer's chest, they obediently deleted the photos.

One person tried to be sneaky and deleted it, then restored it from the recycle bin.

The law enforcement officer walked over, picked up his phone, operated it a few times, and then returned it.

"Next time it won't be as simple as just deleting photos. Think it over carefully."

The man's face turned pale instantly, and he nodded repeatedly, saying he wouldn't dare to do it again.

The other customers in the coffee shop, watching this scene, were all thinking the same thing.

Who are these people that could provoke law enforcement to mobilize so directly and treat them with such courtesy?

After deleting the photos, the law enforcement officers did not leave, but stood at the door waiting.

It was as if they were waiting for Gu Yan and the others to leave, or as if they were guarding the door for them, preventing others from coming in and disturbing them.

Gu Yan had no time to care about any of that; all his attention was focused on the female demon sitting on his lap.

Shen Youwei's expression became increasingly strange, and the coldness in her completely red eyes grew stronger.

Her fingers were pinching his chin, not with much force but with a strong presence.

The smile was still there, but it lacked warmth, like it was painted on.

Gu Yan's heart tightened. She couldn't let things continue like this; if she provoked her any further, she didn't know what she might do.

He raised his hand, very gently and slowly, his fingers landing on Shen Youwei's head.

Then I gently stroked it, like petting a cat with its fur standing on end, very gently.

"We're the same, Youwei, we're both people who don't know where to go."

His voice was very soft, only Shen Youwei could hear it, while Fu Wanqing, sitting opposite him, couldn't hear anything.

"You don't want to disappear, and neither do I. We're both trying to survive."

Shen Youwei's fingers stopped, her completely red eyes staring at Gu Yan, her pupils trembling slightly.

A faint, multicolored light shone deep within Gu Yan's pupils.

With his Eyes of Emotion activated, he saw Shen Youwei's inner castle.

It wasn't Shen Youyao's nearly collapsed ruins, but a towering black tower.

The tower had few windows and cracks in the walls, but light shone through them.

It wasn't a cold light, but a warm light, like someone had lit a lamp inside.

Shen Youwei didn't speak. She stared at Gu Yan's colorful eyes for several seconds.

Then she lowered her head and her lips touched his eyes, very lightly.

Like a butterfly resting on a petal, or a snowflake falling on the water, it touches and then flies away.

Her lips were cool, but the moment they touched his eyelids, Gu Yan felt a burning sensation there.

Fu Wanqing sat opposite her, frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

She didn't even notice that the coffee cup in her hand had tilted and spilled coffee onto the table.

His mouth was agape, and his amber eyes were wide open, like two glass beads.

What she saw was Shen Youwei sitting on Gu Yan's lap and then kissing his eyes.

It wasn't a kiss on the cheek or the forehead, it was on the eyes. That position was too close and too ambiguous.

Her mind went blank, as if it had short-circuited, and she couldn't think of anything.

Gu Yan was also stunned, unable to move as if she had been paralyzed.

He thought Shen Youwei would get angry, threaten him, and say something even more frightening.

He never expected her to kiss him, especially his eyes, his bloodshot, closed eyes.

His heart was pounding, so fast it felt like it was going to jump out of his chest.

But he didn't have time to think about those things; his mind was preoccupied with something else.

How is Shen Youyao doing now? Why is Shen Youwei always in charge?

Previously, Shen Youyao could still control her body and send him goodnight messages.

Now Shen Youwei came out directly, sat on his lap, and kissed his eyes.

What about Shen Youyao? Was she forced back? Did something happen to her?

The worst thing about having a split personality is that one personality suppresses the other; if this goes on for too long, the person can never go back to the original personality.

He recalled Shen Youyao's words, "If it really comes to that, I hope you can be gentle."

That timid girl, wearing black-rimmed glasses, speaking in a soft, timid voice.

Has she been pushed into a corner? Is she trembling in the dark?

Gu Yan's finger was still on Shen Youwei's head, and she hadn't pulled it back.

But his thoughts had already drifted to Shen Youyao, the girl he needed to visit once a week.

He said he would help her stabilize her mental strength and that he would not let her be replaced.

He hadn't even started helping yet, and Shen Youwei had already almost taken over his entire body.

Gu Yan frowned, a feeling she couldn't quite describe welling up inside her.

It was self-blame, worry, and a sense of powerlessness.

He can't even protect his own life, how can he protect others?

Shen Youwei looked up at Gu Yan, a glint of something flashing in her completely red eyes.

She didn't say anything, just looked at Gu Yan, at his furrowed brows.

Then she rested her head on his shoulder, like a cat that had finally found its nest.

Gu Yan sat in the chair, and Shen Youwei sat on his lap, leaning against his shoulder.

Fu Wanqing sat opposite her, still completely bewildered.

Law enforcement officers stood at the entrance of the coffee shop, and people on the street watched from a distance, not daring to approach.

The coffee shop had been almost emptied out, leaving only Gu Yan's table with people still seated.

Several law enforcement officers stood at the door, their backs ramrod straight, their eyes glancing at Gu Yan from time to time.

One of the young law enforcement officers finally couldn't hold back any longer and whispered something to his colleague next to him.

"Master Gu seems to be playing some tricks. How many times has this happened? Last time at the banquet, wasn't he with Miss Pei and Miss Lin...?"

Before he could finish speaking, someone next to him covered his mouth.

Another, older law enforcement officer glared at him, lowering his voice even further.

"Don't say anything. Master Gu has dedicated his life to the empire. What's wrong with him enjoying himself?"

"It's none of your business. Just stand your post properly, or go back and write a self-criticism."

The young law enforcement officer shrank back, not daring to say anything more, but his eyes still couldn't help but look in that direction.

Gu Yan didn't hear any of this; all his attention was on Shen Youwei, who was sitting on his lap.

His fingers were still on Shen Youwei's head, gently touching her soft hair.

"Youwei, come down first, there are so many people watching."

His voice was calm, as if he were coaxing a disobedient child.

Shen Youwei leaned on his shoulder, her bright red eyes half-closed, like a cat basking in the sun.

"No, it's comfortable here, you're warm."

Her voice was lazy, with an indescribable languor, as if she really didn't want to move.

Gu Yan sighed and gently pushed her shoulder with her fingers, sliding from the top of her head down to her shoulder.

"Get down first, my legs are numb, really numb. If you sit down any longer, my legs will be ruined."

Shen Youwei finally moved, looked up at him, and a hint of reluctance flashed in her completely red eyes.

"Then carry me down."

Her tone was self-righteous, as if she were stating something perfectly natural.