"Tap tap tap"
With the sound of footsteps echoing in the staircase, Li Mucheng and the others, who had been chatting on the sofa, quickly turned their attention toward the source of the noise.
"Ye Feng! Good... good afternoon~"
"Good afternoon, Yu Xin."
Ye Feng nodded slightly and slowly took a seat on the empty spot beside the sofa.
"Sorry for waking up so late. Yesterday... something happened that’s hard to explain."
"It’s... it’s fine, teacher. Should we eat first?"
Clearly, Li Mucheng didn’t want to dwell on the topic either, so she wrapped her arms around Ye Feng’s and smoothly changed the subject.
"Ah... sure. But Mucheng, you all must have already eaten, right?"
"No worries, teacher. Because today, the chef preparing our meal is none other than Yu Yan~"
"Yu Yan?"
Hearing this, Ye Feng turned his surprised gaze toward Xie Yuyan, who had remained silent until now. Sensing his stare, Xie Yuyan merely gave him a flirtatious glance before falling quiet again.
"That’s right! Yu Yan’s cooking is amazing. She’s been preparing nourishing dishes for you since early this morning."
"Nourishing dishes?"
Ye Feng muttered the words under his breath, an uneasy feeling creeping into his heart.
......
"Teacher, eat this too~"
"No... hic... I can’t, Mucheng. I really can’t take another bite."
Seeing the bowl of goji berry soup Li Mucheng was offering, Ye Feng quickly waved his hands in refusal.
After lunch, Ye Feng felt an intense heat coursing through his body, as if a raging fire were burning relentlessly in his chest.
Suppressing the discomfort with a deep breath, he finally spoke up: "By the way... there’s something I want to discuss with all of you."
"Hmm?"
Noticing the seriousness in his tone, Li Mucheng and the others immediately set aside their playful intentions to keep feeding him.
"Teacher, is this about Meng Li?"
"It’s related to her, yes."
Ye Feng knew that since everyone was now living together in the estate, there was no need to hide anything. Transparency would prevent misunderstandings and strengthen their bonds.
After explaining the events of last night—including the system and how Shen Mengli’s progress had reached 100%—the other three girls reacted with shock, though for different reasons.
For instance, Li Mucheng was stunned to learn that the system’s reward had drastically boosted Shen Mengli’s stamina. No wonder the delicate girl had been able to keep up with Ye Feng all night. If she could obtain that kind of power too, then maybe...
Su Yuxin and Xie Yuyan, on the other hand, were more surprised that Shen Mengli was the second among them to complete her progress. Anxiety gnawed at them as they studied Ye Feng’s expression, afraid they might disappoint him.
"Ye... Ye Feng..."
Just as Xie Yuyan was about to speak, Ye Feng seemed to read her thoughts and reassured her gently.
"It’s alright, Yu Yan. I’ve never blamed any of you. For me, just being able to live peacefully and happily like this is more than enough."
"Ye Feng..."
"Oh, Yu Yan, there’s one more thing I want to tell you."
"What is it?"
Under Xie Yuyan’s nervous gaze, Ye Feng stepped closer, took her delicate hand in his, and spoke softly: "The food today was delicious. Thank you for your hard work."
"......"
After his words, Xie Yuyan didn’t respond dramatically. Instead, she simply stared at him, frozen in place.
"Yu Yan?"
Only when Ye Feng called her name curiously did she snap out of it. Turning to Su Yuxin and Li Mucheng, she apologized.
"Sorry, Mucheng, Yu Xin... I..."
Before she could finish, she wrapped her arms around Ye Feng’s neck and kissed him right in front of everyone.
"Mmm..."
Ye Feng hadn’t expected Xie Yuyan to be so bold, but feeling her trembling body, he didn’t resist. Instead, he returned her affection with a tender kiss of his own.
"Alright, Yu Xin, if you keep staring like that, you’ll start drooling. Let’s give Yu Yan and the teacher some space."
Li Mucheng tactfully took Su Yuxin’s hand and led her away. Though a shadow of melancholy lingered in her heart, she reminded herself that since Shen Mengli had completed her progress, Xie Yuyan wouldn’t want to fall behind either. For Ye Feng’s sake, she could make this sacrifice.
"Ngh..."
After what felt like an eternity, Xie Yuyan finally pulled back from Ye Feng’s embrace, though the hunger in her eyes remained undimmed.
"Yu Yan, are you okay?"
Ye Feng gently stroked her hair before placing a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I... I... I don’t feel well."
"Are you afraid you won’t be able to complete your task?"
Ye Feng saw right through her worries.
"Yes... I’m terrified that I won’t be able to overcome this mental barrier and end up disappointing you."
"I could never be disappointed in you."
Ye Feng held her tightly, hoping to give her courage through his embrace.
"Yu Yan, you’re putting too much pressure on yourself. Haven’t you noticed how much you’ve changed compared to before? That’s progress in itself."
"But..."
"Mwah"
Ye Feng silenced her with another light peck on the corner of her lips.
"No buts. No matter the outcome, I’ll stay by your side. If one day isn’t enough, then we’ll take a week. If a week isn’t enough, then a month. I’ll always be here for you."
"Ye Feng..."
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