Smile for the Master

After Fang Qi asked that question, the living room fell silent for a moment.

The silver-haired girl resting on his shoulder stiffened slightly, her warm breath pausing along with her body.

"Eh?"

A very soft sound, filled with bewildered confusion.

But Fang Qi kept his eyes fixed on the blank, little round face in front of him...

Waiting for an answer!

Lin Xiaoyou's eyelashes fluttered, and her unfocused almond eyes slowly turned toward him.

Saying she turned toward him was a bit of a stretch; it was more like her head unconsciously tilted, her pupils still lacking any focus.

"Like... women...?"

She muttered, her voice slurred, as if she had cotton in her mouth and her tongue wasn't working properly.

Fang Qi held his breath.

"Mhm..."

She nodded slightly, a very small movement, and the corners of her mouth curled up a bit...

Revealing a silly smile.

"I like... Xiao Qing..."

"I like Xiao Qing... the most..."

Fang Qi: "..."

What the f*ck...!

As I thought...!

He had guessed right!

This girl, Lin Xiaoyou... actually likes women?!

All that talk about liking her senior and wanting to pursue him was just a front!

She, she, she... she was after Liguang all along!

Damn it, I'm going to...!

"But... I also like Senior..."

Lin Xiaoyou muttered again, her voice even more ethereal.

"I'm going to snatch Senior... away from Liguang..."

Fang Qi: "...?"

Before he could even react, he felt the silver-haired girl on his shoulder...

Her delicate body suddenly stiffen!

A flash of crimson light exploded on his shoulder!

Even though it was broad daylight with bright sunshine, it still instantly cast a faint red glow over the walls of the entire living room!

The soft warmth pressed against his back was rapidly heating up!

Her simulated breathing grew a bit more ragged, the warm air hitting the side of his neck, panting faster and faster!

Fang Qi: "..."

Good grief, Lin Xiaoyou!

My wife and I... we both fell right into your hands today!

You can still court death even in this state!

Is courting death your passive skill?!

"Grr..."

The faint sound of grinding teeth came from right beside his ear.

"Master~"

Liguang's voice suddenly became sickeningly sweet again, carrying a kind of gentleness that sent chills down his spine.

"When you asked that just now..."

The fingertips wrapped around his chest lightly tapped against it.

"Was it because you wanted to hear Miss Lin tell you..."

"That she likes Master and wants to snatch Master away from Liguang, hm?"

She blew gently into his ear.

"Hmm?"

Fang Qi: "I..."

He turned his head, his nose almost brushing against Liguang's face as she leaned in.

Those heterochromatic eyes were right in front of him, slightly narrowed, and the corners of her mouth were still curled up, but that curve...

No matter how he looked at it, it seemed a bit dangerous!

...This little yandere is jealous again!

And because he was still "interrogating" Lin Xiaoyou, she couldn't make a move on her...

So she was just taking her anger out on him, right?!

Crazy woman, once this is over, I definitely have to spank your little butt again and properly teach you what it means to respect your Master!

He raised his hand, grabbed Liguang's small hand resting on his chest, and gave it a hard squeeze!

"Don't be unreasonable at a critical time!"

He glared at her!

"Hmph."

Liguang snorted softly and didn't say anything else, going back to resting limply on his back.

Fang Qi squeezed her small hand again and looked back at Lin Xiaoyou.

That little round face was still dazed, her eyes completely unfocused, and her mouth slightly open... drool was about to spill out!

...Looking like this, can she still be questioned?

Fang Qi took a deep breath, crouched down in front of Lin Xiaoyou, and stared into her unfocused almond eyes.

"Xiaoyou."

He softened his voice.

"Tell me, what is your purpose in approaching me?"

Lin Xiaoyou's eyelashes fluttered.

Her lips moved, letting out a slurred sound:

"Purpose...?"

"Yes, purpose."

Fang Qi was very patient, guiding her gently:

"Why did you approach me?"

She tilted her head, her expression growing even more bewildered, as if she were trying hard to understand the question.

Then...

"Who are you...?"

She muttered.

"Why would I approach you...?"

The corner of Fang Qi's eye twitched.

...Fine.

In her current state, she couldn't even tell who was talking to her anymore...

She could only answer passively, huh?

That was even better!

So he rephrased it:

"What is your purpose in approaching 'Fang Qi'?"

He emphasized his own name heavily!

"Fang... Qi...?"

Lin Xiaoyou's eyelashes fluttered.

"Fang Qi..."

"Senior...?"

"Senior... Fang Qi..."

Her brows furrowed slightly as she repeated the two words over and over.

"My purpose in approaching Fang Qi... is... is..."

Her brows knitted tighter and tighter, and a look of obvious struggle appeared on her little round face.

Fang Qi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but hold his breath.

Oh?

There seemed to be something there!

Just now, her form of address for him had changed!

From "Senior" to "Fang Qi"!

He stared at her intently, unblinking.

What is it, tell me quickly!

"It's because..."

Her voice became slurred again.

"Because I like Senior..."

Fang Qi glared at her.

Hey, why did it change back again...!

"...What else?"

He continued to ask softly, guiding her:

"Are there any other reasons? That made you approach 'Fang Qi'?"

"Other... reasons?"

Lin Xiaoyou muttered.

"Approaching... Fang Qi..."

"Because he can... can save..."

Fang Qi's pupils shrank slightly.

Save?

Save what?

He held his breath and continued to listen, afraid of disturbing Lin Xiaoyou's thoughts.

But...

"Eh...?"

Lin Xiaoyou tilted her head, her expression growing confused again, as if she didn't know why she had said that.

"Can save... what...?"

Fang Qi: "?"

He glared at Lin Xiaoyou's little face, which had become blank once more!

Say it!

Save what?

Spit it out!

I swear I'm going to...!

...Patience!

Patience!

Change the question!

He took a deep breath and spoke again:

"Xiaoyou, then what is your relationship with Twilight...?"

"Twilight...?"

Lin Xiaoyou blinked, her expression even more confused, and her voice sounded completely lost:

"What is... Twilight...?"

The corner of Fang Qi's mouth twitched: "You don't know Twilight?"

"I don't know..."

Her voice was soft and mushy, bewildered and innocent:

"What is that... it sounds like... something tasty..."

Fang Qi gritted his teeth.

Fine!

"Then, what is your relationship with 'Fang Yi'?"

He continued to ask, saying the name of that middle-aged man—his second uncle.

"Fang... Yi...?"

She tilted her head, her unfocused almond eyes blinking.

"Fang Yi... ah... he has the same surname as Senior... is he Senior's relative...?"

"...You really haven't met him?"

"Never met him..."

Lin Xiaoyou shook her head slightly in a daze.

"I don't know him... but..."

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"If Senior introduces us, then I'll... hehe..."

The veins on Fang Qi's forehead were about to pop!

Hehe my ass!

Stop giggling!

In her current state, could it be that she actually knows nothing at all?!

He took another deep breath and asked the simplest question:

"...Then what about Xiao Qing? What is Xiao Qing's identity!"

"Xiao Qing...? What's wrong with her...?"

Lin Xiaoyou murmured.

"Xiao Qing is my... best friend... What's the matter...?"

"She is... doing great..."

Fang Qi remained expressionless.

"...Nothing."

He stood up and rubbed the space between his eyebrows hard!

Looking down, he stared helplessly at the round-faced girl who was still leaning groggily against the sofa.

Come on...

He couldn't get anything out of her like this!

She was indeed willing to say anything, but... she genuinely didn't know!

Those memories, about Twilight, about the middle-aged man, about her true purpose for approaching him...

Were they all deleted? Wiped so clean it was as if they had never existed!

Liguang's truth serum was indeed effective; Lin Xiaoyou answered whatever was asked, but...

A truth serum could only make someone say what they knew, not what no longer existed...!

He had thought he could uncover some huge secret, but in the end...

Sigh...

Why did it feel like all this effort was for nothing...!

Were Lin Xiaoyou's memories still influenced too deeply...?

Ultimately, did he still have to ignore this bizarre factor of Lin Xiaoyou and go directly to contact Twilight?

But Lin Xiaoyou was a key NPC; she was able to remember something just like Liguang...

If he didn't figure out Lin Xiaoyou's situation first, would it affect his future rewinding plans...!

Just as he was thinking, the weight on his shoulder suddenly lightened.

Liguang slid down from his back...

Her knees, wrapped in a loungewear dress, landed on the wooden floor.

With a thud.

Fang Qi turned his head, only to see the silver-haired girl kneeling by his feet, her head bowed, her silver hair hanging down to cover half of her pretty face.

"Master."

Her voice... was a bit cautious.

"I'm sorry..."

Fang Qi blinked.

...Huh?

What sorry? Wifey, what are you apologizing for this time?

Weren't you just threatening me a moment ago? Why are you suddenly apologizing?

Liguang bit her lip lightly and murmured in a low voice:

"It's all Liguang's fault."

"It's all because Liguang's truth serum... is too terrible."

Her fingertips twisted the hem of her skirt, over and over.

"It was Liguang who insisted on using it, but... but it didn't achieve the desired effect..."

She looked up at Fang Qi, her eyelashes trembling, her eyes becoming somewhat uneasy. Her whole being exuded the slight awkwardness of having done something wrong!

"In the future, Liguang... will definitely optimize the formula!"

Fang Qi looked at her, stunned for a moment.

She was blaming herself?

For something like this?

...Ah!

Fang Qi understood.

He felt like he was already a master of yandere psychology, able to easily read his wife's mind.

This was her first collaboration with him after learning his secret, so of course she wanted to perform well!

She had been full of confidence before, saying she wouldn't be a burden anymore!

Taking the initiative to use the truth serum just now must have been her way of eagerly trying to prove herself, right?

She thought that doing so would definitely earn her master's surprise and praise!

But now... the truth serum didn't seem to have been of any use, and Lin Xiaoyou was knocked out, making it hard to wrap things up.

So... she felt like she hadn't helped? That she had become a burden again?

Fang Qi's heart twinged slightly!

This crazy woman... still blaming herself at the drop of a hat, driving herself crazy with internal friction!

Yanderes were really hard to coax!

But what else could he do?

She was his own wife, so he had to coax her himself!

He immediately squatted down and cupped her face in his hands!

Tears were swirling in her amber eye, and the crimson in her red eye dimmed within the shimmering moisture.

Her lips were pursed, showing a remorseful little expression like she was about to cry.

Hmm...

So cute...

...No, no, no!

"Liguang, what are you talking about!"

Fang Qi immediately stared into her eyes:

"How can you be blamed for this? Your truth serum is very useful, look how well it worked..."

He gestured with his chin toward the dazed Lin Xiaoyou on the sofa.

"Look at her, answering whatever is asked, so cooperative!"

But the tears in Liguang's eyes were still swirling. Her voice had a nasal tone, and her gaze dodged slightly:

"But... Master still didn't find out anything... Liguang... Liguang really..."

"Hey, that's not Liguang's fault. That's because there wasn't anything left in her brain to begin with!"

Fang Qi lifted her face up a bit more, staring into her eyes and saying solemnly:

"It's not Liguang's problem, her brain was already broken!"

"Her memories were deleted!"

"No matter how amazing Liguang is, you can't read data from a blank hard drive, right!"

He used a metaphor that suited Liguang!

But the silver-haired girl still pursed her lips, looking pitiful with her eyelashes trembling.

This little yandere...

Was still so insecure!

Fang Qi couldn't help but pinch her cheeks, lifting the corners of her mouth upward.

"I already said Liguang is very amazing!"

"Come on, give Master a smile!"

The silver-haired girl's mouth barely curled up, but quickly dropped back down.

"Master..."

She lowered her eyes, her voice even softer.

"But Miss Lin blurted out that information earlier, which means those memories... are actually still there, just hidden in her subconscious..."

"But... Liguang's truth serum isn't good enough."

"It can't dig out subconscious memories."

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"I'm sorry, Master."

Fang Qi: "..."

After this was over, he had to properly look up how to solve his wife's insane internal friction!

He was just about to continue comforting her when the silver-haired girl suddenly raised her face again...

The crimson in her red eye lit up slightly.

"However, Master."

Her voice suddenly carried a hint of probing.

"Do you want to try... increasing the dosage?"

Fang Qi froze.

"Liguang still has a lot of truth serum."

She blinked gently, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.

"Although it might... put Miss Lin's life in danger."

"But anyway..."

She blinked at him and didn't continue speaking.

But Fang Qi understood.

Anyway, he could rewind time.

This crazy woman...

She was truly acting without any scruples now!

Isn't putting her life in danger a bit...!

...Huh?

Hmm.

It seems...

It's not entirely out of the question?

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