You're still pretending with me.

"Are you looking forward to her arrival?" Su Hua's fingers traced circles on Lin Xuan's chest, her tone feigning nonchalance.

"Of course," Lin Xuan answered without hesitation.

Su Hua's fingers stilled, and the air around her turned icy, chilling to the bone.

A servant rubbed their arms.

Why was it suddenly so cold?

Lin Xuan continued, "Earlier, I overheard the bodyguards talking about how Feng Yaya is coming personally to deal with Lin Li."

"Only when Feng Yaya arrives will there be a good show to watch. That’s why I’m looking forward to her coming."

The coldness around Su Hua dissipated slightly.

She knew exactly why Xuan was so excited to see Feng Yaya and was certain he would never be interested in her.

Still, she couldn’t help feeling jealous.

Only when Xuan said it out loud did she feel somewhat reassured.

"What do you think of Feng Yaya?" Su Hua pressed.

The question put Lin Xuan on high alert.

Back at Lin Li’s wedding, Feng Yaya had seemed somewhat interested in him, and because of her, Su Hua had locked him in a dark room for three days and nights.

He had to answer this carefully.

If his answer displeased Su Hua, he had no idea how she’d punish him next.

After weighing his words, Lin Xuan replied, "Feng Yaya is fat and stupid. She’s not even worth comparing to you, Hua Bao."

He pulled Su Hua closer and added, "In my eyes, no other woman is even qualified to stand beside you."

Clearly appeased, Su Hua’s lips curled into a smile.

Xuan was so well-behaved.

Lin Xuan turned his attention back to the video.

"Miss," the bodyguards greeted respectfully.

One of them pointed at a burlap sack on the ground. "Miss, Lin Li is inside this sack."

Feng Yaya’s voice was icy. "Dump water on him. Wake him up."

"Yes," the bodyguard acknowledged.

Soon, a bucket of ice-cold water splashed over Lin Li, jolting him awake.

The moment he opened his eyes, all he saw was darkness, save for a sliver of light seeping through the sack’s seams.

"Help!"

"Someone help me!"

Lin Li screamed again.

Feng Yaya let out a cold laugh and ordered, "Take the sack off him."

So what if Lin Li found out it was her?

Starlight Group was nowhere near Feng Corporation’s level—Lin Li couldn’t touch her.

The sack was yanked off Lin Li’s head.

Before him stood a pair of white high heels and thick legs.

So fat… Who was this?

Lin Li’s gaze traveled upward until it landed on Feng Yaya’s frosty expression. His pupils shrank in shock.

It really was Feng Yaya!

The hopelessness in Lin Li’s eyes was replaced by a flicker of hope.

So the Feng family had kidnapped him.

Feng Weimin had always despised him, and he had hidden the fact that he was a eunuch from both Feng Yaya and her father.

If Feng Weimin had been the one to show up today, escape would’ve been impossible.

But Feng Yaya was here!

She was the most love-struck and gullible of them all. A few sweet words, a little coaxing, and she’d surely soften and let him go.

"Yaya."

Lin Li’s face instantly morphed into one of deep affection, his eyes fixed on her.

"Finally, I see you again. Do you know how much I’ve missed you? These past few days, I’ve dreamed of nothing but you. I’ve wanted to come find you so badly."

"But I know I hurt you deeply by hiding the truth about my condition. I was too ashamed to face you, too afraid to reach out. And even if I tried, your father would never have let me see you."

"I never thought I’d get to see you again so soon."

His voice brimmed with joy.

Feng Yaya watched him with mocking eyes. Ever since she’d snapped out of her infatuation, the illusion she’d had of Lin Li had shattered.

She wouldn’t be fooled by his lies again.

Hearing his "heartfelt" words, she felt nothing but cold disdain.

Lin Li waited, but Feng Yaya remained silent.

No matter.

After how he’d deceived her, it was natural she’d still be angry. He just needed to sweet-talk her a little more.

Lin Li pressed on, "Yaya, what I said that day was true. The only reason I hid my condition was because I love you."

"There were so many times I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t. I was terrified you’d reject me."

His eyes reddened, tears streaming down his face.

Lin Xuan stroked his chin, clicking his tongue in admiration.

No denying it—

Lin Li’s acting was top-notch. If he were just an ordinary man, Lin Xuan would’ve recruited him into the company and groomed him for stardom. With skills like that, Lin Li could’ve easily become an award-winning actor.

"Yaya."

Lin Li’s gaze remained locked on Feng Yaya, overflowing with fake devotion.

"I still love you. Can you accept me as I am now? I promise, I’ll make it up to you in every other way. I’ll treat you well for the rest of my life."

Still, Feng Yaya said nothing.

Lin Li’s lips twisted into a bitter smile. "Forget it. A woman as outstanding as you, with your family’s status… you deserve a better man. I shouldn’t hold you back."

Clap. Clap. Clap.

Feng Yaya slowly applauded.

"What a performance. Lin Li, I never knew you were such a talented actor."

Thankfully, she’d learned the truth beforehand. Otherwise, she might’ve fallen for his act again today.

"Yaya," Lin Li said, pressing his lips together. "I wasn’t acting. Every word I said was true. I swear."

He raised two fingers toward the ceiling, declaring, "If a single word I just said was a lie, may lightning strike me dead. May I die a miserable death."

He didn’t believe in divine retribution—everything was man-made. He’d sworn countless oaths before, and none had ever come true.

So vows like this rolled off his tongue effortlessly.

Heh.

A cold laugh escaped Feng Yaya’s lips, her plump face twisted in contempt.

"Lin Li!"

"Stop pretending!"

Lin Li knelt on the ground, looking up at her. His heart lurched.

Why did Feng Yaya seem so different today?

The love in her eyes was gone, replaced by pure ice.

Had she found out something?

"I know everything," Feng Yaya sneered.

Lin Li’s stomach dropped.

His lips trembled as he asked, "What… do you know?"

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