She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Fang Li didn't know when she fell asleep.

When she woke up again, the sky outside the window was already turning a pale white. The room was quiet, and the man's strong chest was pressed against her face.

She stared blankly for a moment, her cheeks burning as she thought of the bold responses she had made the night before.

Fang Li bit her lip to suppress the heat on her face and gently raised her eyes to look at the man who was still sleeping above her.

Han Xi, fast asleep, looked completely different from his usual self.

His usually meticulously styled short hair was now softly draped over his forehead, his relaxed brows and eyes showed no hint of distance, his high nose and thin lips opened and closed gently with his breath, his handsome face became gentle and docile because of his sleep.

At this moment, he showed none of the sharpness expected of the head of the Han family; he was as silent as a young boy.

From the moment they met until now, Fang Li realized that she had never looked at the man in front of her so closely as she did today.

In her eyes, he was always calm, self-possessed, and indifferent and aloof to others.

He was like a god far removed from the mundane world, seemingly indifferent to everyone, and very few things could stir his emotions.

However, at this moment she realized that deep down he also had an ordinary person inside him. Han Xi was not as cold and indifferent as he appeared. He would worry about the people he cared about and would look tired because he didn't get enough rest.

Looking at the man's sleeping face, Fang Li couldn't help but raise her hand, her fingertips lightly touching his slightly furrowed brow.

With soft fingertips, I gently pressed down and saw his handsome eyebrows relax slightly, then slowly move downwards, tracing his straight nose and sharp lips, tenderly outlining his timeless features.

As the man's handsome features were gradually etched into her heart through her fingertips, something that Fang Li had been deliberately avoiding for some time began to become clearer in her mind.

She didn't know when it started, but she seemed to have become more and more used to having this man around.

And at some point, a certain place in her heart became exclusively for this man.

This discovery surprised Fang Li, but also brought her a touch of joy.

When she decided to break up with Song Yuchen, she wondered, what is love?

Is it true love that six years of dedication couldn't win?

Is it just sweet talk on the surface, but behind the scenes, constant distancing?

She had poured so much energy into liking Song Yuchen; those six years almost occupied the best part of her youth. Therefore, after the breakup, she felt that the feelings in her heart had died as well.

She thought she probably wouldn't fall in love with anyone again.

That's why she agreed so readily when the marriage proposal was put forward.

But now......

It turns out that feelings are emotions that cannot be predicted or imagined; they are not controlled by anyone, including oneself.

Fang Li no longer wanted to deceive herself.

She thought she must have fallen for the man in front of her.

With her palm resting on the man's handsome profile, Fang Li's lips curved slightly as she tilted her head back and gently pressed her red lips against his thin, slightly cool lips.

They paused for two seconds, then quickly withdrew.

Only after kissing Fang Li did he realize what he had just done.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise, then lowered her gaze and secretly chuckled.

"So, Ah Li likes being a thief? Stealing a kiss from me makes you this happy?"

Her slender waist was suddenly pulled back, and then a deep, husky voice with a hint of mockery suddenly rang out from above her head.

Fang Li's smile froze, her hands instinctively pressed against the chest that suddenly approached her, and she abruptly looked up.

Then, his cool, clear eyes fell into a pair of lazy, smiling eyes.

Before Fang Li's silly smile could even fade, she was startled by the man's seductive eyes, which sent a chill down her spine.

Thinking of the man's words and what she had just done... Fang Li's fair cheeks suddenly flushed red.

"You...you, when did you wake up?!"

Han Xi's sharp lips curled slightly: "Not long after, around the time someone wasn't sleeping properly and was secretly touching me."

"......" So early!

So, does that mean... he was already awake when she touched him?

Fang Li's cheeks flushed red at a visible speed, climbing up to her ears.

"You! You...you're awake, why are you pretending to be asleep!"

The man laughed: "How could I have discovered that my Ah Li has such a bold side if I didn't pretend to be asleep?"

The words "My Ah Li" sounded especially enchanting and melodious when he said them, like a cat's paw gently brushing against Fang Li's heart, making her feel a ticklish sensation.

Fang Li held her lips tightly, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Her gaze was stubbornly fixed on the wicked man before her, her small nostrils flaring angrily. After a long while, noticing the increasingly wicked smile in his eyes, she pouted and snapped, "Liar! I'm ignoring you!"

After saying that, she pushed the man away forcefully in anger and jumped off the bed.

Watching the woman flee in a panic, like a cat with its fur standing on end, and dart into the bathroom.

Behind him, Han Xi raised his arm and rested it behind his head, turning his head to stare intently at the closed bathroom door, a soft chuckle escaping his lips.

Fang Li bit her lip and leaned against the bathroom door.

Hearing the man's cheerful laughter, she felt so discouraged that she wished she could turn back time.

How come she never discovered that this man had such a wicked side to him before!

Pretending to be asleep?

Just to see her in this embarrassing state!

snort!

Fang Li bit her lip angrily. Based on his behavior just now, she was going to take back what she had said!

She doesn't like him anymore!

...After lingering in the bathroom for more than half an hour, Fang Li finally managed to suppress the flush on her face and emerge with a normal expression.

At that time, Han Xi had already tidied up in the bathroom of the guest room.

He was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass of Americano, making a phone call.

"Ah."

"Okay, we're coming right away."

"rest assured."

Seemingly sensing Fang Li's movement, he quickly hung up.

Fang Li was going to the hospital today, so she didn't wear business attire. Instead, she found a white A-line midi skirt in her closet and paired it with a black turtleneck sleeveless T-shirt.

However, when the man who had hung up the phone turned around and walked towards her, she realized that he was also dressed in black and white.

However, unlike her, the man wore black cropped trousers and a white stand-up collar shirt.

Like Fang Li, Han Xi also raised his sharp eyebrows when he saw Fang Li's clothes.

A slight smile played on her lips: "It seems that Ali and I are becoming more and more in sync."

The redness that Fang Li had finally managed to bring down was showing signs of surging again.

"Are we still going to the hospital?" Too lazy to look at the teasing meaning in the man's eyes, she turned around and walked towards the entrance with a stiff face.

Han Xi raised an eyebrow helplessly, stopped teasing her, and went over to change his shoes.

Fifth floor of the inpatient department of the International Medical Center.

In the ward, Yang Wenyuan was dozing off on the edge of the bed, while Yang Miao on the bed frowned and slowly opened his eyes.