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Only one ring of spotlights was lit in the room.

The soft, dim light streamed down from the wall, perfectly illuminating the delicate, graceful figure on the bed.

As soon as Han Xi entered the room, he saw the person lying on the bed breathing steadily, and immediately began to move gently.

He carefully closed the door behind him and walked slowly towards the bed.

Fang Li had fallen asleep sometime earlier, her hands still resting on the keyboard, but the computer screen had long since gone dark.

Seeing her lying on her side with her arm as a pillow, her fair cheeks squeezed out of shape, sleeping soundly with an obedient expression, Han Xi's dark eyes couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

I carefully reached out and pulled the laptop out, closed it, and placed it on the bedside table.

Then, he lifted her neck, placed a pillow under her, pulled a thin blanket over her waist, and then leaned down to sit on the edge of the bed.

His deep eyes gazed silently at the person on the bed, unblinking, as if he couldn't get enough of looking at her.

At this moment, Fang Li's long black hair was spread out on the clean white pillow like smooth silk. Her small face, no bigger than a palm, had several red marks from her previous sleeping position, while the other cheek was slightly flushed from the heat.

Her delicate eyebrows and eyes were closed quietly, exuding a gentle and serene aura.

Han Xi's gaze slowly moved down from her long, curled eyelashes to her red lips, which parted slightly with her breath.

It has a moist, glossy texture, neither too thin nor too thick, like a freshly peeled jelly.

Just looking at it makes one's heart flutter, and one can't help but want to gently put it in one's mouth.

Fang Li was wearing a dark blue business suit today, but her coat was missing, and she was only wearing a thin white chiffon blouse underneath.

Perhaps because the chiffon blouse was too soft, the neckline of the blouse pulled to one side while she was fast asleep, exposing a large expanse of her delicate collarbone to the air.

Her chest was covered with small patches of white skin, and there was a hint of cleavage...

Han Xi's breathing had become deep and heavy at some point, and his breath was slightly tight.

I think so.

A beauty beyond compare.

Nothing more.

There was a time when he never dared to imagine that one day she would be sleeping next to him.

Now, this wonderful and magnificent dream has actually become a reality.

Looking at the blind woman sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but gently raise his hand, his well-defined fingers slowly reaching forward to touch the strands of hair at her temples.

Fang Li, fast asleep, vaguely smelled a familiar and pleasant cool fragrance.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a faint itch in my ear.

She frowned and tried to hide under the covers, but the strands of hair that Han Xi had just tucked behind her ear brushed against her cheek again.

The itching intensified, but Fang Li didn't open her eyes. She just wiped her face haphazardly and went back to sleep.

Seeing the woman's childlike movements, Han Xi, who had been sitting quietly by the bed watching, couldn't help but smile.

The sound was extremely soft, but perhaps because the room was too quiet after nightfall, it spread gently throughout the room.

The series of noises, coupled with the undeniably intense gaze upon her, finally caused Fang Li to slowly open her eyes, her brow furrowed in sleep...

The first thing that catches the eye is a beautiful, slender hand.

The joints are clearly visible, right before my eyes.

She didn't need to consciously feel it to know that the hand was on her cheek, and the warm touch of the fingertips was coming through her skin.

Fang Li paused for a moment, then shifted her head to one side.

Then, her gaze drifted to the window, and she realized it was completely dark. She turned back to Han Xi and asked, "What time is it? Have you finished talking?"

Her clear, bright eyes, still drowsy from just waking up, began to worry about him.

Han Xi's dark eyes deepened, and in silence, he reached out and pulled her up from the bed.

"We're done talking. Are you hungry? I've asked Aunt Rong to prepare some food. Shall we go downstairs and eat something?"

"Where are the guests? Have they left?"

"Ah."

"You two...didn't have a fight, did you?"

It wasn't that Fang Li was overthinking things; the atmosphere between the father and son was truly worrying.

Han Xi paused for a moment, then answered, "No."

Fang Li let out a barely audible sigh of relief.

Seeing her gentle demeanor with her eyes lowered, Han Xi smiled and asked, "So worried about me?"

Fang Li looked slightly embarrassed, then raised her eyes and glared at him with feigned anger, "What do you have to worry about? I was just asking casually."

"Is that so?" Han Xi smiled.

Fang Li: "......"

"Do you want to know what we talked about?" The curve of his lips was beautiful, but unfortunately it carried a hint of mockery, which made Fang Li very unhappy.

Fang Li pursed her lips, her beautiful face tense. "Who cares what you talk about? Who cares what you want to know?"

Then, she pushed Han Xi away, moved her body and got out of bed, saying, "I'm hungry, I want to go downstairs to eat."

Han Xi got up and followed behind her, his dark eyes gleaming, the corners of his mouth gradually widening, and a few soft laughs escaped his lips.

"Slow down, wait for me."

Fang Li had already opened the door and run out.

A cold voice came from the corridor, "No waiting, no waiting, I'll go down and finish my food right now, and make you lick the plate clean!"

As Fang Li hurried down the stairs, she could hear the man's slow, low chuckle coming from behind her.

...When the two of them came downstairs one after the other, Aunt Rong had indeed prepared dinner.

"Mrs."

"Aunt Rong." Fang Li walked briskly past her and entered the restaurant.

Aunt Rong was waiting at the bottom of the stairs when, unexpectedly, the husband went upstairs to call his wife, but when his wife came down, the husband was nowhere to be seen.

Just as she was about to ask, a tall and slender figure appeared at the top of the stairs.

"Aunt Rong, you don't need to stay here anymore, you should go and rest."

Aunt Rong was slightly taken aback, then said, "Okay, then you and Madam can leave it there after you finish eating, and I'll clean it up tomorrow."

"Hard."

After watching the two enter the restaurant and begin their meal, Aunt Rong stood at the door for a short while before quietly retreating to her room.

There were only two people left in the restaurant.

Fang Li first drank a bowl of soup, then picked up a piece of pork rib and nibbled on it.

Han Xi held the porcelain bowl, eating his meal with unhurried and dignified movements, occasionally glancing at her.

Fang Li ate two pieces of pork ribs in a row, picked up a napkin to wipe her fingers, and just as she picked up her chopsticks, a pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared in her line of sight, followed by a bright red abalone on the plate in front of her.

"eat more."

"Thank you, I just ate. Eating too much at night will upset my stomach."

"It's okay, I'll just exercise after I eat."

"sports?"

Fang Li was taken aback and looked up. "You're still out so late..."

"What's the date today?" Han Xi suddenly asked before she could finish speaking.

Fang Li's expression froze slightly, not understanding why he would suddenly ask her this.

She glanced at his phone beside him and asked, "The 14th, what's wrong?"

Han Xi's dark eyes flickered slightly, a meaningful glint flashing in them. He smiled and said, "It's nothing. Let's eat quickly. It's getting late. Let's go upstairs together after we finish eating."

"..."

These words seem fine at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they seem strange.

Fang Li looked thoughtfully at the abalone on the plate. She picked up her chopsticks and was about to pick it up when a memory flashed through her mind and she suddenly remembered something.