"Believe in yourself, okay? I want to eat the meals you cook every single day from now on."
"Mm."
Xie Yuyan nodded firmly. Ye Feng had given her so much courage, and she wouldn’t let him down.
Wrapped in the warmth of Ye Feng’s embrace, Xie Yuyan almost didn’t want to leave his arms.
"Ye Feng, it seems like today is just for the two of us."
"Then I’ll make sure to cherish every moment with you, Yuyan."
Hearing this, Ye Feng gently patted Xie Yuyan’s back. At this moment, she was like a docile little animal, nestling against him without moving.
"I’ll cherish it too."
"So... do you want to go out and have some fun? I noticed there are plenty of beautiful sights around Mucheng’s estate."
"Yes!"
The moment Ye Feng suggested taking her out, Xie Yuyan eagerly agreed. How could she not be happy about spending some alone time with him?
"Then let’s head out now. Yuyan, do you need to prepare anything?"
As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, Xie Yuyan tightened her arms around his waist.
"Nothing at all. The only thing I need is you by my side~"
"You..."
Ye Feng lightly tapped the tip of her nose with his finger before taking her delicate hand in his.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go."
"Okay~"
As Ye Feng and Xie Yuyan walked down the estate’s corridor, his gaze inadvertently met Li Mucheng’s, who was watching them from the side. Her expression seemed to carry both admiration for Xie Yuyan and silent encouragement for herself.
Noticing Ye Feng looking her way, Li Mucheng waved her small hand, her lips moving slightly as if wishing them a safe journey. Ye Feng responded with a faint nod, his eyes briefly flickering toward his room before he led Xie Yuyan out of the estate.
Meanwhile, Su Yuxin, standing beside Li Mucheng, looked utterly puzzled. She couldn’t help but ask about the silent exchange she had just witnessed.
"Mucheng, what were you and Ye Feng just saying to each other? Your eyes kept darting around."
"He just asked me to take care of Mengli while he’s away," Li Mucheng replied calmly.
"Oh... really?"
Su Yuxin nodded thoughtfully, her mind already racing with ideas about how she could help Ye Feng. She took a step toward his room and said,
"Then I’ll go check on Mengli. I wonder what happened between her and Ye Feng yesterday."
Before she could turn around, a soft voice reached her ears.
"Whatever happened, Yuxin, you’ll get to experience it yourself soon enough~"
"Mengli?!"
Startled, Su Yuxin spun around to see Shen Mengli weakly gripping the railing as she descended the stairs, her movements slow and unsteady, like a frail girl on the verge of collapse. Alarmed, Su Yuxin rushed forward to support her arm.
"Mengli! Are you... are you okay? Are you feeling sick? Should I call the family doctor?"
"N-no need, Yuxin. I’m not sick. I’m just... having a little trouble moving around."
Shen Mengli’s cheeks flushed pink as she bit her lip. She had thought some rest would help, but the aftereffects of last night’s intense "training" lingered, making even the simplest movements a struggle.
Li Mucheng, instantly recognizing Shen Mengli’s predicament, quickly stepped to her other side. Together, she and Su Yuxin carefully guided Shen Mengli to the soft couch.
"Feeling better now, Mengli?"
"Yes, thank you both."
Shen Mengli smiled sweetly at them before her eyes wandered around the empty living room, as if searching for someone.
"Ye Feng and Yuyan went out," Li Mucheng explained softly, sensing her unspoken question.
"I see..."
"But before he left, Ye Feng told me to take good care of you. Mengli, would you like some lunch to regain your strength?"
Hearing that Ye Feng still worried about her, Shen Mengli felt a little more at ease.
"It’s fine, Mucheng. I’m not very hungry right now. I’ll just rest here for a while."
"Alright then. Since we’re all here, Mengli, why don’t you tell us what happened last night?"
"Yeah, yeah! Mengli, you have to teach me! I... I don’t know what Ye Feng likes."
"Ah... well..."
Shen Mengli hadn’t expected Su Yuxin and Li Mucheng to be so bold, but she quickly realized that if she were in their shoes, she’d want to understand Ye Feng’s preferences too. Clearing her throat like a seasoned mentor, she began,
"About that... I can only share my own experience. The rest depends on how you perform..."
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