Awooo, there are little zombies today too.

He gently held Yu Qingyin's hand and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" His tone was full of self-blame.

Yu Qingyin pulled her hand away indifferently and glanced at the wound on her hand.

"I'm a zombie. I can't feel pain. You should pay more attention to your sprained leg. If you limp in front of your teammates tomorrow, your great image will be ruined."

The two of them started talking, and Yu Qingyin didn't have so many reservations when she spoke. While talking, Yu Qingyin took out an ice pack from the space.

Ji Yanli frowned, took out the medicine from the space, and gently took Yu Qingyin's hand.

"Even if it doesn't hurt, you still have to apply medicine. If it leaves a scar, you'll regret it." There was a hint of complaint in his words, but his tone was full of concern.

Upon hearing this, Yu Qingyin teased nonchalantly.

"I've already turned into a zombie, why do I still care so much? At least compared to other zombies, I'm already as beautiful as a fairy, okay?"

Ji Yanli remained silent, stubbornly took Yu Qingyin's injured hand, and carefully applied medicine to her.

Yu Qingyin lowered her eyes and looked at him, hiding the emotions surging in her eyes. She was speechless for a moment, and just let him be.

After a while, Yu Qingyin looked at the bow on the back of her hand, moved her fingers, and complained.

"Your craftsmanship hasn't improved at all. It's still so ugly."

Ji Yanli paused while collecting the medicine, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "I'll practice more when I get back, and try to make a bow that satisfies you."

Yu Qingyin took the ice pack in her hand and pressed it on Ji Yanli's injured ankle.

"Please don't. I won't get hurt again."

Ji Yanli subconsciously shrank back. Yu Qingyin's eyes fell on his round and plump toes. His nails were neatly trimmed. He could be a foot model. She smiled and teased.

"I didn't expect that a grown man like you could maintain such good feet. Even a zombie like me is envious of them."

A blush appeared on Ji Yanlijun's face and his toes moved uncomfortably.

"I can do it myself. It's too late. You should go back and rest first."

Yu Qingyin dodged his outstretched hand and said, "It's okay. Strictly speaking, I am also responsible for your injury tonight. I hate owing favors to others the most."

Hearing this, Ji Yanli's eyes showed loneliness, but he quickly adjusted his mood.

"In this case, I must enjoy the feeling of being served by Miss Yu."

As he spoke, he leaned lazily on the sofa, squinting his eyes and staring at Yu Qingyin, with an unmelting tenderness in his eyes.

Yu Qingyin responded bluntly, "That's right, I will only serve you this once, if you don't enjoy it, you will miss it."

Inside the room, the two of them were teasing each other, and the atmosphere was joyful yet ambiguous.

Yu Qingyin clapped her hands, stood up, looked at Ji Yanli's still swollen ankle, and teased with a smile.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. Just pray that your leg gets better tonight, so you don't end up limping in front of everyone tomorrow and getting laughed at by the people of Country M."

After saying this, without caring about Ji Yanli's reaction, he lightly jumped out of the window and returned to the room.

The room was dark, with only the sound of Lin Yuqing's light and shallow breathing.

Yu Qingyin tiptoed into the bathroom. Fortunately, the villa had good sound insulation, and the sound of her bathing did not affect Lin Yuqing's sleep.

Yu Qingyin lay on the bed, Teng Teng's complaints of grievance ringing in her mind.

"Boss, you are fickle and unfaithful to your husband. You are flirting with other men and ignoring them."

What responded to it was endless silence. Yu Qingyin fell asleep the moment she closed her eyes.

The next day

The rain was hitting the windows and the sky was gloomy, as if it was going to rain down at any moment.

Yu Qingyin opened her eyes somewhat confusedly, her sight fell on the ugly bow on the back of her hand, she curled her lips and chuckled, then turned over and got out of bed.

Lin Yuqing beside me had left the house at some point.

After she finished washing up and put the bedding into the space, she was blocked by Velen in the corridor as soon as she stepped out of the room. He smiled as frivolously as always, as if everything was under his control.

"Miss Qingyin, are you interested in talking?" There was an inexplicable confidence in his tone.

Yu Qingyin secretly rolled her eyes, suppressed the urge to hit someone, and responded coldly.

"Not interested, please move aside, Mr. Velen."

Velen seemed not to have heard her refusal and still stood there, as still as a mountain.

Just as Yu Qingyin was about to use the vines to go downstairs, her vines seemed to touch an invisible wall.

Yu Qingyin was shocked and instantly realized that it was Weilun's doing. She turned to look at Weilun.

Weilun lowered his head to adjust the buttons of his cuffs. His artificial look was very similar to the movements of the male protagonist in the domineering boss novels she read in her previous life before making a move.

Yu Qingyin couldn't help but roll her eyes, Brother Strong!

As if he noticed Yu Qingyin's gaze, he raised his head, his eyes full of amusement, as if he was looking at his own belongings.

"Ms. Qingyin, can we talk now?"

Yu Qingyin adjusted her expression and looked at Weilun with cold eyes.

"What do you want to talk about?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them suddenly appeared in a private room of a coffee shop. Velen sat on the sofa with a smile and raised his hand to signal.

"Ms. Qingyin, please take a seat." He said with pride in his tone.

Yu Qingyin concealed her surprise and stared at Velen in front of her. She couldn't help but wonder what his special ability was.

Weilun looked at Yu Qingyin's reaction with satisfaction. He picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.

"Miss Qingyin, don't be surprised. We have not left the villa. This is my space, a space controlled by me." He emphasized the words "space controlled by me".

Yu Qingyin instantly understood what he meant. This was both a negotiation and a disguised threat. If she did not agree to his conditions, he could use the space he created to kill her.

Yu Qingyin sneered. If he wanted to kill her, it would depend on whether he had the ability to do so!

She sat down on the sofa, leaning lazily against the back of the sofa, with her red lips slightly raised with a hint of disdain.

"Mr. Velen, what do you want to talk about?"

A determined smile appeared on Velen's face.

"Miss Qingyin is a sensible person. If Miss Qingyin is willing to join my team, the treatment will definitely be a hundred times better than your treatment in China."

When Yu Qingyin heard this, she felt as if she had heard a huge joke, and there was sarcasm in her smile.

"Mr. Velen, do you want me to betray my country and become a running dog of your country M?"

Velen put down his coffee and chuckled.

"Ms. Qingyin, that's too harsh to say. You just made the right choice."

The smile on Yu Qingyin's face disappeared and she uttered two words coldly.

"dream!"

Velen's smile froze on his face, and a hint of coldness flashed in his blue eyes, filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent.

"Miss Qingyin, are you sure you want to refuse my toast and drink the wine for punishment? Isn't this a wise choice? Since you are so beautiful, I can generously give you a chance to make a new choice. Miss Qingyin, you must seize the opportunity."