I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

"You won't even let me touch your hair?"

"Not even your hair, you're just touching me inappropriately!"

“Master Ye, you’re really too shy. Even the most stubborn and guarded girls these days wouldn’t mind touching your hair.” The boy shook his head.

"I just can't do it!" The girl with pigtails stomped her foot.

"Okay, saying we can't go back is too much of an exaggeration. Cheer up, Master Ye. I'm still looking forward to seeing you smile at me again, so sweet and cute." The boy sighed.

"Stop dreaming. I'll never smile at you again." Ye Shuang lowered her head, her tone listless.

"I think I've said this before?" The boy raised an eyebrow.

"So you still remember?!" The girl glared at him in an instant.

"Master Ye, how about we make a deal?" Cheng Fei suddenly asked seriously.

"What kind of deal?" Ye Shuang was taken aback.

"Come here first." The boy took her small hand and led her to a snack shop next door.

"Boss, two orders of takoyaki."

"Hey handsome, it's too early. We're not ready yet," the man who was moving things replied with an accent.

The boy looked inside, smacked his lips, and then raised his phone to scan the QR code to pay.

"One thousand yuan has been credited to your WeChat account..." The notification sound rang out.

"Boss, my girlfriend really likes this, please prepare it quickly," the boy said again.

"What?! You're scared of me? Wait a minute." The man was surprised and uncertain. He waved his hand and started working on the stove under the satisfied gaze of the young man. He casually said, "Little girl, if you have a boyfriend like this, you should marry him as soon as possible."

The well-behaved girl standing to the side opened her mouth, then hurriedly lowered her head, staring at her small black uniform shoes. She twisted her fingers together in silence, feeling her cheeks burning.

Soon, Cheng Fei received his two servings of takoyaki for 1,000 yuan, and handed one serving to Ye Shuang.

"Thank you..." the girl with pigtails said softly, then looked at the boy suspiciously after thinking for a moment, "How did you know I like to eat this?"

The boy raised an eyebrow, paused for a second, and said, "I... guessed, right, after all, Master Ye, you prefer things from Japan."

"Scumbag," the girl muttered under her breath, forking up a piece and putting it in her mouth.

"Master Ye, actually, the deal I wanted to make was that I'd treat you to takoyaki in exchange for a smile from you." The young man said calmly after she finished chewing and swallowing.

"?" Ye Shuang looked up at him.

"You've already eaten, so please stop looking so gloomy and smile." The boy smiled, as if demonstrating for her.

"You're dreaming! I'm not eating!"

"You've already eaten one, it's too late to back out now."

"If you had told me beforehand, I definitely wouldn't have eaten it!"

"Master Ye, this is a five-hundred-yuan serving of takoyaki, so please smile at me."

"I don't want it! You scoundrel! I'll give you back your money, okay?"

"No, I don't want money, I just want to see you smile."

"I already told you, I can't laugh!"

"Can't you smile when you're eating something you like? That's strange."

"What's so strange about that? I get angry just looking at you!"

The two, engaged in a meaningless conversation, strolled aimlessly along the beach like any ordinary couple on a date.

Around noon, Cheng Fei brought Ye Shuang to the Sailboat Manor Hotel. As one of the de facto hotel owners, he had lunch with the girl at the rooftop sea-view restaurant.

"Cheng Fei, you're spending Miss's money to do things that betray her. Doesn't your heart hurt?" The girl with pigtails stared at the boy, biting her lip as the waiter carefully brought the expensive and exquisite dishes to the two of them.

648. Ye Shuang figured it out.

On the rooftop of the sailboat-shaped hotel, there was a quiet space for only two people. The floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the entire coastline and the boundless sea. At noon, the sea shimmered in the sunlight, with a few small white boats moored there.

"Master Ye, what are you saying? If it weren't for my help back in Tokyo, would the Ansu Hotel matter have been settled? It's what I deserve." Cheng Fei shrugged.

"Then you should also be grateful to Miss." Ye Shuang lowered her head, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt tightly.

"The greatest gratitude I can express is that I didn't kill her." The boy took a sip of his non-alcoholic sparkling drink and shook his head.

"Miss has given herself to you, what more do you want from her?" The girl with pigtails looked anxious.

"I gave myself to her, didn't she take advantage of my looks? I work hard every night to satisfy her, and now men and women are equal, Master Ye." The young man said without any shame, putting the scallop sashimi with lily bulbs into his mouth.

The obedient goddess's expression became unnatural. She lowered her head and remained silent, her ears turning a blush. After a moment, she looked up again and said stubbornly, "You didn't kill her because of me, not out of gratitude."

“That’s right, so Master Ye, you’re sacrificing yourself to protect her. You haven’t wronged her at all. From now on, you have to be my girlfriend, so I won’t hurt her.” The boy nodded seriously.

"Cheng Fei!" Ye Shuang was furious. "How could you do this?!"

“That’s just how it is.” The boy pushed the sea urchin and crispy tofu roll sushi in front of the girl. “Eat up, Chef Ye. You need to eat properly and adjust your mindset as soon as possible.”

"I'm so angry just looking at you!" the girl stomped her foot.

"You have quite a good appetite."

The girl paused for a second, then glared at him fiercely, as if she couldn't bear it any longer. "Shameless scumbag!"

“Master Ye, sometimes your reactions are quite similar to Shen Xi’s. No wonder you’re childhood sweethearts.” The young man observed her expression with great interest.

"You!" The girl's eyes reddened.

"Hey, don't cry." The boy quickly interrupted, glancing to the side, "There's a piano over there, I'll play you a piece later, what do you want to hear?"

"I don't want to hear it! Don't try these tricks on me!"

"No, you'd better accept my tricks and then let me get you."

"Cheng Fei!!!"

Lunchtime was still spent with the girl's tearful voice, but thankfully no tears dripped into her food.

After filling their stomachs, Cheng Fei pulled the reluctant twin-tailed girl to the empty decorative piano, sat down and thought for a moment, "My Heart Will Go On, that's it, dedicated to my lovely Master Ye."

"The yacht had an accident last time. I wanted to play for you on the cruise ship but I didn't dare, and then the accident still happened." The young man shook his head and sighed, his long, slender, pale fingers touching the piano keys.

As the soothing melody began, Ye Shuang stood silently to the side, watching the boy with his eyes slightly closed, focused on playing the music.

Although the girl kept her head down and tried to block out the music, her gaze still unconsciously drifted to the boy's profile. She bit her lip lightly, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

As the gentle melody rises, the time the two spent on the cruise ship reappears before their eyes: the infuriating arguments, the heart-pounding conversations, the captivating glances, the despair of falling into the icy sea, and the endless, greedy demands while unconscious—it all seems so distant, like it happened in another dimension, yet so vivid, as if it were yesterday.

When exactly did she start to get so deeply involved?

Crystalline tears silently slid down the girl's cheeks, one after another shattering on the surface of her uniform shoes. The girl covered her eyes with her sleeve, and tears streamed down her face as the boy played his captivating music.

When the song ended, Cheng Fei turned around and saw the girl standing there, covering her face and crying with tears streaming down her face.

The boy stepped forward, looked at her, sighed helplessly, and pulled the girl into his arms, holding her tightly.

The girl was forced to bury her face in the boy's chest, and soon gave up struggling, burying her face and crying loudly.

"Master Ye, after you've cried this time, please don't cry anymore, okay?" The young man gently stroked the back of her head and spine, feeling that the delicate body in his arms was unusually small, even smaller than Shen Xi. He couldn't imagine that she was a monster who could fight Ding Sheng, a cyborg, to a standstill.

After a long while, Ye Shuang calmed down, left the boy's embrace, wiped her swollen and red eyes haphazardly, and looked at him with a melancholy expression.

"Had enough crying, little crybaby?" The boy put his hands in his pockets, recalling her doting gaze.

"I'm not a crybaby, it's all your fault." The girl lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "And I've decided that I won't cry for you anymore."

"Really? Why?" the boy asked curiously.

"Because I've figured it out, you're a jerk, and I don't want to be sad for you." The girl glared at him with red eyes, like a stubborn little rabbit.

"Huh?" Cheng Fei was stunned. "I thought you were moved by my superb piano skills."

"So you're the real scumbag. You play the piano just to deceive girls' feelings." The girl's sharp gaze seemed to see right through him.

"That's an exaggeration. In the end, it was Xuanqi who forced me to learn it. You saw clearly how vicious she was to me back then."

"Because Miss thought you were sent by someone else," the girl said confidently.

“Then I can’t easily forgive her either,” Cheng Fei said, pursing his lips.

"Anyway... if you dare to hurt Miss again, you can forget about ever seeing me again!" The girl raised her voice, her clear voice filled with determination.

"Damn, all you think about is this when I play the piano for you? I should have just not played it." The boy exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Shuang ignored him and turned to leave.

"Hey Master Ye, where are you going?"

"What are you still doing here?" the girl turned around and glared at him, annoyed.

“That makes sense, let’s go then.” The boy hesitated for a moment, then followed her.

After leaving the hotel, the two got into the car.

"Let's go, I booked it this afternoon..." Cheng Fei said while fastening his seatbelt.

"I'm going here." Ye Shuang interrupted him by holding her phone in front of him, her tone leaving no room for argument.

The boy looked at the address on the map and exclaimed in surprise, "A comic book store? But I've already placed an order..."

"I'm going! Are you going or not?" The girl raised an eyebrow, paused, and then lowered her voice, "You have to listen to me on a date..."

"Master Ye, your move is too ruthless. Alright, I'll listen to you." The young man hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

So the two then spent the afternoon at the comic book store.

Ye Shuang was focused on reading comics, and Cheng Fei was reading with her.

A dignified and well-behaved girl dressed in JK style, exuding the temperament of a well-bred young lady, is more eye-catching than the photoshopped pictures on the internet. What's more, she is also engrossed in reading comics. It's hard to imagine that there is a more perfect girlfriend in the world. Otaku passing by all cast resentful glances at the boy.

In the evening, Ye Shuang bought the entire comic book she had read and held it in her arms like a precious treasure.

649. Ye Shuang's decision is

The two left the bookstore and headed towards their parking spot.

"Let's go, I've ordered dinner..." Cheng Fei stretched. The speed at which the girl read comics was really torturous for him, but reading comics with the girl was fun in itself. Not only could he admire her pretty face and absolute territory up close, but he could also smell the faint fragrance emanating from her neck. So, it was a fair trade-off.

"I want to eat Japanese food." Ye Shuang interrupted, raising her chin, her tone still brooking no argument.

"Huh?" The boy hesitated for a moment. "I booked a Chinese restaurant that's always packed, but I heard it's really good. How about Japanese food next time?"

"I want it!" The girl glanced at him, gave a soft snort, lowered her head, and lowered her voice, "Aren't you good at sweet-talking your girlfriend? If you don't sweet-talk me, I won't go on a date with you..."

"Why do you seem smarter?" the boy asked, looking at the girl with surprise.

"What did you say?!" The girl looked up and glared at him.

"It's nothing, let's have Japanese food then. Get in the car, my Master Ye." The young man opened the passenger door for her.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm not yours." The girl, clutching her newly bought comic book, crawled inside and muttered under her breath.

The boy opened his mouth helplessly, then turned to the other side and got on the bus.

During this time, the well-behaved girl in the passenger seat, who was sitting upright, twitched her lips. After the boy got into the car, she looked out the window with a cold expression.

To satisfy Ye Shuang's request, Cheng Fei contacted the kaiseki restaurant he had previously dined at with Lin Xuanqi and managed to secure a table at the last minute thanks to his relationship with the owner.

The restaurant was quiet and peaceful. The two arrived and took their seats, choosing a spot on the edge away from the chef and other guests. The kaiseki cuisine was light and delicate, and the slowly presented dishes gradually calmed the diners' minds.

After drinking a small amount of bamboo wine, the girl with pigtails stared at the vegetable and seafood soup the chef had brought to her, and pursed her lips slightly, "Cheng Fei."

"Huh?" The boy next to him casually put a small piece of fried fish fillet into his mouth, tasting only a faint salty and savory flavor.

"I won't let you bully me." The clear voice was deep and resonant, as if it had made up its mind.

"Okay?" The boy looked at her, completely bewildered.

"What I mean is, don't think I'll become like Nana and listen to everything you say. Even if I can't beat you, I will still protect you, Miss. And don't even think about doing whatever you want to me." The girl raised her chin, her brows furrowed as she stared at him.