Ye Ziyu unwillingly walked to Yun Qingxi's side, looking at her bright eyes, his raised hand hesitated for a moment.

Yúnqíng looked at him, and suddenly felt a blush creep onto her cheeks.

His fingers were long and slender, just like Ye Zi Rui's, perfect for playing the piano.

This is not the first time that Yun Qingxi has expressed such sentiments.

It's not just his fingers, Ye Ziyu is practically perfect from head to toe. She even feels that those little fresh meats don't compare to him in terms of appearance.

There is no one younger than him who has his charisma, and there is no one older than him who is as handsome. There's simply no one in this world who is as captivatingly handsome as him...

If this person were really my boyfriend...

"Yún Qíng's mind, seemingly out of the blue, conjured up a thought that startled her.

She shook her head frantically, trying to push the thought out of her mind.

At this moment, Ye Ziyu's palm had gently rested on her forehead.

His palm was very wide, carrying a warmth that was indescribable.

The warmth seeped into her skin, feeling very comfortable. Yet Yun Qing Xi felt a slight itchiness, even the tip of her ears couldn't help but tingle with a faint numbness.

"Young Master Yu, it's filming, not checking your forehead temperature…" Ye Xuan couldn't help but remind.

However, before he could finish his sentence, he was met with a sharp glare from Old Madam Ning Wanwan.

For being used as a light bulb by others and being the butt of jokes, Ning Wanjuan was absolutely against it.

After a glance, her bodyguard immediately escorted Ye Xuan, the oversized, bright light bulb, out. Old Mrs. Ning herself quietly and leisurely left, the corners of her lips lifting slightly into a smile that resembled an old fox, and she also closed the door...

When Yún Qíng turned back to her senses, the ward was left with only her and Yè Zǐ Yù.

She awkwardly stepped back: "Grandma Ning has left, we—"

Before she could finish her words, a slender finger clamped over her mouth.

"Shh..." Yezizi pointed to the outside of the door.

That means Ning Wanjuan might not have gone far.

Yún Qíng stood frozen in place, silent for several seconds.

Not until he was sure there was no one outside, and no sound whatsoever, did he realize and retreat another step.

Upon taking this step back, he found himself at the edge of the bed, with nowhere else to go.

Ye Ziyu retracted his finger.

The space between our fingers still seemed to hold the warmth of her lips, that soft touch, like a newly bloomed rose petal.

In a breath, it even carried a refreshing hint of milk.

I don't know if it's the smell of her hair, or the smell of her person...

"N-now...can we go back now?" Yún Qīng Xī stammered.

She didn't need to touch her face to know it was burning red, so embarrassed she could barely look at anyone.

Ye Ziyu nodded.

The doctor had thoroughly checked her, and even Grandma came to see, but Yun Qingxi was indeed fine. However, this didn't mean he could rest easy, nor did it mean he would let go of those four shady figures with unknown backgrounds.

Those few people were cruel and merciless. It's hard to imagine what would have happened if he hadn't noticed it in advance.

He even felt a sense of guilt, after all, this incident was most likely his fault.

Just as Li the Butler revealed Yun Qingxi's whereabouts, someone began to keep an eye on her. And it's no surprise that the one who targeted Yun Qingxi is most likely Wen Qizhen.

Thinking of that woman, Ye Ziyue's face gradually darkened, as if covered in a layer of frost.

He was unaware of Wen Qizhen's romantic thoughts. Before Yun Qingxi moved into the villa, he didn't even remember there was someone named Wen Qizhen.

Not until Wen Qi-zhen came to his door, bringing a bouquet of irises as a greeting gift for Yun Qing-xi, did he take notice of her.

What normal woman would bring someone a bouquet of irises out of the blue? Let alone, there are no flower shops nearby, and the nearest one is three miles away. To say it was convenient is impossible.

He just couldn't figure it out. If Wen Qi Zhen wanted to deliberately trigger Yun Qing Xi's allergic reaction, how did she know that Yun Qing Xi was allergic to this kind of flower?

This matter requires a thorough investigation!

Meanwhile, the Wen Villa.

Wen Qizhen was at a loss, completely like an ant on a hot pot: "No... no, I can't stay here anymore. What if my family finds out about Li Guanjia? What if Li Guanjia has already told them everything?"

From the moment she realized she couldn't get in touch with Li Guanjia, Wen Qizhen panicked completely.

She dared not take the risk, after all, the Ye family in Longcheng could turn their hands over clouds and call for rain. It was not something a small Wen family could contend with.

The Ye family wants to suppress the Wen family, but it's just a piece of cake.

Ye Ziyu even went to save Yun Qingxi himself. It's hard to say what he would do for that woman...

Just thinking about it, Wen Qi'zhen felt a shiver down her spine.

I originally thought Yunqing was just a minor character, but I never expected that she would be involved in so many things.

Once again, she was employed by the Xuanmei Group, used a fake identity to live in the Ye family, and became Ye Ziyue's girlfriend as he publicly acknowledged.

Wen Qi Zhen was extremely jealous.

Having failed to ruin Yunqing's face, she was unwilling to give up!

Now is not the time to be resentful, she should focus on how to escape this predicament.

"Get my private jet, the one Dad gave me last year, ready. I'm going out of the country!" she decided quickly.

As long as I escape to a foreign country, I can avoid the Night Family.

She didn't believe the Ye family could chase her to the ends of the earth!

The plane was ready in no time. After all, the Wen family was a large and influential one; Wen Qizhen owned more than one private jet, each meticulously decorated for comfort. There were sofas, small beds, and even a miniature bar inside.

As long as there is enough fuel, it wouldn't be difficult to live inside for ten days or even half a month.

After the plane took off, Wen Qizhen, sitting by the window, finally felt a stone lifted from her heart.

She picked up the champagne handed to her by the waiter and took a sip.

The bubbly champagne slid down her throat, she let out a soft sigh, set down her glass, and gazed out at the blue sky and white clouds. A twisted bitterness flickered across her exquisitely made-up face.

"Ye Ziyu, you are blind! To fall for a woman so worthless. Doesn't Wen Qizhen deserve you? What does that woman even have to offer?!"

She's much better than you, thousands of times better!

A voice, unexpected and chillingly low, arrived bearing an indescribable sense of oppression.

The temperature seemed to drop suddenly, and Qin Zhen could even see the hairs on her arms stand on end.

She pinched herself in disbelief, then mechanically turned back to face the person who shouldn't have been on the plane.

That was Ye Ziyu.

His eyes were icy cold, they weren't human.

“To err is to pay the price.”

"Yu... Yu Shao, I was wrong. I shouldn't have asked people to draw on Huayun Qingxi's face. I won't dare again..." Almost instinctively, Wen Qizhen immediately begged for forgiveness.

She couldn't help but ask.

Ye Ziyu's appearance here means that the matter has been exposed.

If you're already abroad, you might still be able to escape, but with Ye Ziyu on this plane, where could he run?

(Editor in charge：shogun novel)