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

"Why don't you call her Aunt Rong?" Han Xi said sternly and coldly, "You're not allowed in the kitchen anymore!"

Fang Li: "...I'm not a child, such a small injury is nothing to worry about."

He added, "If you hadn't scared me, I might have finished by now."

"Is it finished cooking or finished cutting?" Han Xi hummed.

"......" How could someone be so venomous!

What?! It's all cut already?!

Fang Li said awkwardly, her tone firm yet revealing a hint of insecurity: "That's because it was my first time. Who doesn't make some mistakes the first time? I'll get used to it after a few more tries, how could I still do it like this?"

Han Xi's gaze was deep, and he frowned slightly.

His thin, cool lips were slightly pursed, and he stared at her silently.

Fang Li felt a chill run down her spine from his stare, and she awkwardly looked away, saying, "If you don't like it, you can just quit."

For some inexplicable reason, whenever Han Xi stared at her without saying a word, Fang Li felt a chill run down her spine and her whole body felt uneasy.

Hearing her say that, Han Xi's tense expression finally relaxed a bit.

His thin lips parted, and he glanced at her bandaged fingers. "Does it hurt?"

Fang Li shook her head: "This little injury doesn't hurt."

Han Xi looked at her and pursed his lips.

A moment later, he got up without saying a word and walked towards the kitchen.

Fang Li quickly followed, and when she entered the kitchen, she saw Han Xi standing motionless in front of the stove.

What are you doing?

Fang Li: "There happens to be a pigeon in the fridge, so I'm adding some ginseng and cordyceps to make a ginseng pigeon soup..."

Looking at the pot of soup that was still bubbling, a hint of melancholy crossed her brow.

They didn't see it at all; the handsome face of the man in front of the stove twitched almost imperceptibly.

Ginseng? Cordyceps sinensis?

Isn't this a nourishing soup?

Han Xi turned his head to look at Fang Li beside him, his expression indifferent, but his heart was inexplicably warm.

"The soup should be almost ready. I wonder how it will taste. I've been simmering it for over two hours..."

Listening to Fang Li's rambling, Han Xi's pupils darkened slightly, as if he sighed, and he silently picked up the soup spoon next to him and scooped a bowl of soup.

Fang Li's face visibly lit up as she stared at him: "Would you like to try some?"

Han Xi answered with his actions.

His expression was inscrutable, but he calmly picked up the bowl.

Fang Li looked at him with her watery eyes full of expectation, her gaze tense.

Han Xi raised his eyebrows slightly, lowered his eyes, and took a sip.

"How about it?"

Just as he put down the soup bowl and his eyebrows furrowed and gathered in the middle, he noticed Fang Li staring at him expectantly.

Han Xi's brows relaxed abruptly. Without making any expression, he nodded calmly: "Not bad."

"Really?" Fang Li exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't expect to succeed on my first try! Then drink more!"

She picked up the soup spoon and added two more large spoonfuls to the bowl. Han Xi watched silently, and the corners of his mouth finally twitched slightly.

"Drink it quickly."

He froze for a moment, but ultimately couldn't bear to disappoint Fang Li. He tilted his head back and drank the bowl of soup clean.

Seeing this, Fang Li finally showed a hint of satisfaction on her face.

Now that I had something on my mind, I felt a little more confident. I had drunk her soup, so I couldn't very well refuse her request now.

"I want to talk to you about something."

Han Xi put down the bowl, turned his head away, and let out a slight sigh of relief.

He turned off the stove and turned to look at her: "What is it?"

Fang Li: "I plan to go out tomorrow. The studio address has been chosen, and all that's left is to sign the contract. I have to go there."

"The Han family owns several office buildings in the CBD. You can choose whichever location or floor you like. Why do you have to rent a place outside?"

“You said it yourself, it’s the Han family. The Xu family also has a branch in the capital. If I wanted, I would have plenty of houses to choose from, but I don’t want to do that.”

Fang Li pursed her lips: "What I want to open is my own studio, not the Han family's or the Xu family's. I want to see how far I can go and what steps I can take with my own abilities."

Han Xi's breathing became slightly heavy. After a moment of silence, he said, "It's a good thing to have backbone and ambition, but in today's society, knowing how to make good use of one's own resources is the smart choice."

"I know, I'm just giving it a try. If it doesn't work, I won't force myself."

"...Be sure to tell me if you encounter any difficulties."

Fang Li nodded.

Han Xi sighed, his eyes showing resignation: "I will tell Jiang Bei that he will follow you starting tomorrow."

"Okay, Brother Tian has something to do these two days. Let him go back when he gets back."

After the two reached an agreement, Fang Li felt relieved.

Little did they know, this night would be exceptionally torturous for some.

......late at night.

"Husband...husband..."

It was Fang Li's voice, just as soft and melodious as it had been that day.

Her soft, sweet voice whispered in his ear, like a flame that made Han Xi feel hot all over and his heart itch.

"Fang Li..."

After years of being trapped, the beast has found an outlet and can no longer control or suppress itself; everything is done according to instinct.

His self-control, which he was so proud of, seemed to crumble into dust in her presence.

He painstakingly kept her by his side, yet he was afraid of losing her and dared not touch her. At this moment, all his usual caution was thrown to the back of his mind.

Fangli... Fangli...

……

The person on the bed shuddered and suddenly woke up.

The room was pitch black. Han Xi suddenly opened his deep, cold eyes. He stared in astonishment at the chaotic ceiling, his brows furrowing more and more.

A moment later, he threw off the covers and sat up.

It turns out that everything just now was just a beautiful dream.

His sharp gaze suddenly darkened.

It was already past 3 a.m.

Fang Li was fast asleep when the sound of water suddenly came from the next room, which continued for a long time before gradually stopping.

-

When Fang Li got up and went out in the morning, the room next door was already empty.

After washing up and changing her clothes, she walked into the restaurant and saw that breakfast had already been laid out: a basket of shrimp dumplings, a bowl of porridge, and several plates of delicate side dishes.

There was a sticky note pressed against the rim of the bowl:

I have a video conference this morning, so I'm leaving now. Jiangbei is downstairs. Remember to eat breakfast before you leave.

A man's handwriting reflects his personality, sharp and powerful, penetrating the paper.

Fang Li smiled slightly, feeling warm inside. She folded the note and put it in her phone case, then sat down to eat breakfast.

...Fang Li chose a famous cultural industrial park in Beijing, which houses many film and television media companies, and this will greatly help the future business expansion of her editing studio.

There are more than twenty detached houses in this place, the tallest of which are about eight or nine stories high, and the shortest are at least two stories high.

The building that Fang Li had her eye on was near the park next to the industrial park, and it also had several private parking spaces downstairs, making it relatively quiet and peaceful.

"Madam, the boss has booked a restaurant for lunch and said he'll have lunch with you after you sign the contract."

Jiangbei drove a gray BMW.