He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

"Your...clothes!"

"clothing?"

"Put on your clothes!"

He practically yelled it out.

"The one I just left outside the bathroom! The white one! Put it on!"

Number I looked down in her direction, as if pondering the instruction, then turned around and slowly walked towards the bathroom.

Pick up that white shirt.

During this process, the entire back line was fully exposed. Zheng Xingguang glimpsed it through his fingers and shrank back a few inches to the corner of the wall.

"I'm dressed."

About a minute later, her voice came from the bathroom doorway.

Zheng Xingguang checked it through his fingers.

She put on her shirt, but only fastened the bottom button, leaving the collar wide open, revealing her collarbone and a patch of pale skin on her chest.

The hem just covers the upper thigh.

To make matters worse, the buttons were fastened incorrectly, with the left side of the shirt protruding higher than the right.

So... some parts that shouldn't have been exposed were revealed.

"You call that dressing properly!"

"I put it on as you instructed."

"Buttons! Buttons must be all buttoned up! Starting with the top one! One button at a time down!"

Then came another rustling sound.

About two minutes later, she spoke again: "It's tied."

Zheng Xingguang turned around and almost fainted again.

She did indeed button all the buttons.

But every single one was tied in the wrong hole, so the whole garment hung crookedly on the body, the fabric on the shoulders was stretched taut, and the collar was slanted.

He sighed.

Okay, let's leave it at that for now.

"Sit on the bed and don't move, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

Water was boiling on the gas stove. Zheng Xingguang rummaged through the cabinet and found a packet of noodles and a box of luncheon meat.

When the noodles were cooked, served in a bowl, and brought to the bedside, Number I remained seated on the bed in the same position as before.

Zheng Xingguang handed her the bowl. She took it, brought her nose close to the rim of the bowl to smell it, and then reached in to grab some noodles.

"hot!"

The soup was touched and some spilled out. Number I just flinched slightly and then continued to reach in.

Zheng Xingguang reacted quickly, grabbing her wrist and pulling her hand out of the scalding bowl.

"Use chopsticks!"

Zheng Xingguang put the chopsticks into her hand, then held her fingers and helped her adjust her grip on the chopsticks one by one.

Number I looked down at his hands, his fingers stiff as if he had never held anything before.

Zheng Xingguang held her hand and tried three times, but her fingers kept slipping away, and the chopsticks just wouldn't be able to pick up anything from between her fingers.

Zheng Xingguang sighed, pulled over a folding chair and sat down on the edge of the bed. He took the chopsticks from her hand, picked up a piece of noodles, blew on it, and said, "Open your mouth."

She obediently opened her mouth, and he fed her the noodles.

She chewed twice, then suddenly chewed faster, her cheeks puffing out like a hamster being fed.

"Is it tasty?"

She nodded vigorously, so much so that her hair flew up.

Those eyes, which could not see anything, remained empty, but at this moment, they inexplicably seemed to have a glimmer of light shining within them.

Zheng Xingguang watched her eat, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

Is this how I felt when my older sister took care of me before?

It's like having a puppy... Ugh! I'm not a dog!

He quickly pressed the curve back and then picked up another piece of luncheon meat and brought it to her mouth.

"Try this one too. Meat, luncheon meat."

She bit into the slice of meat, chewed it a couple of times, and then froze.

Then she reached out and grabbed his wrist, gripping it tightly, as if afraid he would run away.

"This...is delicious."

Her voice remained calm, but the fingers gripping his wrist were trembling slightly.

"I love the way it feels when I chew it!"

He suddenly realized.

She has no sense of taste.

So it wasn't that it was "delicious," but rather that the high salt and oil content of the luncheon meat, along with its meaty texture, was what bothered her.

For her, this was probably a rare moment of "flavor".

They were washed with high-pressure water guns in the factory, numbered like livestock, and had their elbows pricked with needles. They didn't even know what "bitterness" was.

A bowl of noodles with luncheon meat was the most delicious thing she had ever eaten in her life.

Zheng Xingguang suddenly had an idea.

She wasn't some heinous villain, just a victim who had been used as a tool since birth.

Zheng Xingguang shoved the bowl of noodles into her hands, stood up, turned around, and walked toward the stove with his back to her.

He said this without turning his head while washing the pot.

"Put it on the table after you finish eating, and I'll fry two more eggs tomorrow morning."

"Also, you'll sleep in the bed tonight, and I'll sleep on the sofa."

"If you dare to run away while I'm asleep, I'll tie you to the headboard with the Immortal Binding Rope. I'm warning you very seriously, do you hear me?"

Number I, holding the bowl, moved the corner of his mouth, which was still wet with soup.

The movement was very, very light, but unlike her previous empty and blank expression, she seemed to be trying to stretch out an arc.

"……knew."

Zheng Xingguang's phone rang halfway through his noodles.

He glanced down at the screen, his expression changed slightly, and he raised a finger to his lips towards Number I.

"Don't make a sound."

Number I, with half a mouthful of noodles still in his mouth, froze upon hearing this, his cheeks puffed out, and he remained motionless, even holding his breath.

Although she didn't fully understand what "don't make a sound" meant.

But she remembered that in that place before, if she made a sound, she would be beaten.

So she stayed in that position.

With noodles in his mouth and cheeks puffed out, he looked like a sculpture that had been paused.

Zheng Xingguang pressed the answer button, and his tone instantly switched to the way he usually spoke to his sister.

"Sis, it's so late, aren't you resting yet?"

"Hikaru..."

Zheng Yueyao's voice came through the receiver, carrying a hint of urgency and deep concern.

"I don't have anything in particular, I just wanted to ask you, there seems to be a magic array malfunctioning in the old street in the Blue District, are you in charge of that area?"

"The old street in Lanshan District? Oh, that one, it's already been resolved."

Zheng Xingguang leaned against the stove and casually hung the spatula back on the wall.

"It was all taken care of this afternoon. The enforcement team responsible for that area has already finished their work. We just went out for a late-night snack together."

"It's not a big problem, just a deteriorated rune array. It's probably because the recent rains have damaged the inscription. How did you know about this, sister?"

"A colleague mentioned it to me, and I was worried it was your responsibility, so I called to ask."

Zheng Yueyao paused, her voice tinged with a hint of caution.

"Hikaru, have you been alright these past few days? Have you encountered any danger since the last attack?"

A syllable came from beside the bed.

Number I just felt that I had been holding this mouthful of noodles in my mouth for too long, and my cheeks were a little sore, so I wanted to swallow it.

But she didn't dare to chew it.

Zheng Xingguang had just told us not to make any noise, because chewing makes noise.

So she tried a compromise.

Swallowing very, very slowly. However, noodles are not a liquid; they need to be swallowed smoothly in conjunction with the peristalsis of the throat.

When she tried to swallow a whole lump of unchewed noodles, her esophagus instinctively contracted and rejected it.

She then let out a very faint groan, as if she had choked.

Zheng Xingguang suddenly turned his head and glared at her.

"Yes, I'm sorry! But, I feel so bad. Just now, now, I'm okay. I won't say anything anymore."

"Xiao Guang?" Zheng Yueyao's voice immediately became alert.

"Is someone next to you? I think I just heard someone else's voice... a woman's voice?"