What I Want to Say

Until the moment the group arrived in the living room, Ye Feng's expression remained calm as he slowly took a seat on the sofa.

"Now... I'd actually like to make a statement. What I'm about to say may have a significant impact on our lives going forward. If anyone has objections or questions, feel free to interrupt me at any time."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, everyone realized he was essentially accepting them, and while joy surged in their hearts, a hint of nervousness also crept in.

"O-okay, Teacher. Please, go ahead and speak your mind."

At Ye Feng's words, Li Mucheng immediately straightened her posture, her breathing becoming so quiet it was barely audible. Clearly, she had focused all her attention on him.

"Alright. First, I want to talk about my attitude toward each of you."

The moment these words left Ye Feng’s lips, Su Yuxin and Shen Mengli, who had been clinging to his arms, suddenly stiffened as if struck by something. They quickly settled themselves properly beside him, waiting silently for him to continue.

"It's... not that serious, is it...?"

"Keep going!"

The three spoke in unison.

"O-okay..."

Under the weight of their gazes, Ye Feng had no choice but to press on.

"I think Mengli made a good point earlier. To prevent incidents like before, we should establish reasonable rules for everyone. If anyone breaks them, they’ll face consequences—myself included."

"Mengli already covered that! Brother Ye Feng, hurry up and move to the next point!"

Su Yuxin quickly urged him on.

"Ahem... As for the second point, I won’t favor one over another or show bias toward anyone. This way, it’s fair and sustainable in the long run. Does that sound acceptable?"

"No objections here!"

Once again, Su Yuxin was the first to respond. It was clear that these so-called rules had become another way for her to get closer to Ye Feng.

"What about Mucheng and Mengli?"

"I have no issues."

"Me neither."

The two chimed in agreement.

"Good. As for Yu Yan, I already discussed this with her earlier in the guest room, so there’s no need to worry about any surprises."

With this additional point clarified and no objections raised, Ye Feng finalized the preliminary arrangement.

"Next, I want to talk about... the matter of personal time. I believe everyone needs their own space. If we’re constantly together day after day, it’s only a matter of time before something goes wrong. So, I suggest we each have designated time to ourselves. How does that sound?"

"Xiao Feng, are you saying... one person per day?"

"Huh? What do you mean, one person per day? No, no, Mengli, you’ve got it all wrong! That’s not what I meant at all!"

Hearing Shen Mengli’s response, Ye Feng immediately waved his hands in denial. While he was in good physical shape, there was no way he could endure that kind of arrangement. He just wanted to live a peaceful, leisurely life—not exhaust himself like an old ox plowing fields for eternity. The mere thought sent a shiver down his spine.

"What I meant is that I need some personal space and independence... The purpose of this suggestion is mainly to protect my own... well-being."

"Brother Ye Feng, you don’t need to worry about that! I’ll bring plenty of nourishing supplements from home! If you ever feel unwell, I’ll immediately—"

"Yuxin! Yuxin!"

Ye Feng hastily cut her off.

"I appreciate your kindness, and I know you mean well. But relying on supplements is still a reactive measure. What I’m talking about is having my own space—time that belongs solely to me. Understand?"

"Phew... That’s a relief."

Su Yuxin exhaled deeply, at least reassured that Ye Feng’s current health was still in good condition. It was a positive sign.

But Li Mucheng wasn’t about to let it go. She interjected sharply, "That won’t do!"

Surprised by the intensity of her reaction, Ye Feng hadn’t expected Li Mucheng to be so opposed to the idea of personal space. He quickly asked, "Wh-what’s the matter, Mucheng? Is there a problem with that?"

"There is! A huge problem!"

Under the puzzled gazes of the other three, Li Mucheng voiced her thoughts.

"No matter the circumstances, your health must always come first! Even if you’re perfectly fine now, I believe we must maintain this vigilance long-term. So, whether it’s supplements or dietary adjustments, preparations must be made."

"Huh? Mucheng... is that what you meant?"

"Of course! What else would I be talking about?"

Li Mucheng shot him a pointed look before continuing.

"You don’t get a say in matters concerning your health. I’ll take full responsibility for this."

Faced with this domineering side of her, Ye Feng didn’t resist much. He knew Li Mucheng only had his best interests at heart.

"Alright, then I’ll leave it to you, Mucheng."

"Eh?"

Li Mucheng hadn’t expected him to agree so readily, but after a brief moment of surprise, she nodded.

"V-very well. Please rest assured, Teacher. I have no further objections on this matter."

"Right... okay..."

After steadying himself, Ye Feng continued.

"Now, there’s one last thing I want to discuss—the progress of the system panel within me."

"Progress..."

At the mention of the system, the cheerful expressions of the group instantly turned serious. They knew Ye Feng rarely brought it up unless absolutely necessary. Since he was mentioning it now, it had to be something important. Eagerly, they leaned in, waiting for his explanation.

"What I want to say is......"

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