A heartthrob? Here you go!

Under the bright white light, Fang Chi seemed to be glowing all over. He was calm and composed, with his head lowered and his posture lowered: "I heard from Yu Ge that you had just been discharged from the hospital, so I came to visit you."

As he spoke, he took out a golden card from his pocket and handed it to Lin Hui: "This is the VIP card of Shangzhou Hospital. It is anonymous so that you can review it."

Lin Hui didn't answer or say anything, and Fang Chi wasn't embarrassed either. Instead, he walked forward calmly, put the card on the coffee table, and said gently:

"Yu Ge has praised your cooking skills to me many times, so I came to ask for your advice, hoping you can give me some pointers."

"Oh? Young Master, are you here to learn some servant stuff?"

Lin Hui turned her cloudy pupils towards Fang Chi, examining him with cold eyes.

Fang Chi smiled calmly: "You are exaggerating. For Yu Ge, I am willing to do this."

Not should, but would like to.

As the only legitimate young master of the Fang family, Fang Chi was no different from other nobles.

Beneath the holy and elegant appearance, there is the same arrogance and pride.

But Yu Ge is different.

He curled his lips, but his eyes were extremely serious: "Yu Ge is worthy of me doing these things for her."

"Of course, only an elder like you who is well-read and elegant can teach an outstanding person like Yu Ge. I still have to rely on your guidance."

No matter how sharply and harshly Lin Hui ridiculed him, Fang Chi remained elegant and calm, speaking in an unhurried, gentle and polite tone.

Lin Hui's brows were slightly frowned, her eyes full of disgust and alienation.

She didn't say anything else, but sneered: "Okay, come and help me."

After saying this, his cloudy yellowish eyes moved towards the door. When the tall and short figures were reflected in his pupils, his tone softened:

"Qingyou, clean up the living room. Yuyu, go and take a rest."

Her voice was warm and gentle: "There are some fruits you like on the table. Eat some first to fill your stomach. You will have more to eat later."

Yu Ge took the opportunity to step forward and grabbed Fang Chi's arm, causing him to look down at Yu Ge.

The warmth on his arm soothed Fang Chi's inner worries and his heart gradually calmed down.

The slender white hand couldn't help but rest on the back of Yu Ge's hand, kneading the five joint bones on Yu Ge's back with obsession.

Slowly, he turned in circles, kneading the protruding bones, his smile gradually deepening, not hiding his intimacy with Yu Ge at all.

Lin Hui and Ye Qingyou's gazes were like lasers, fixed on the two people's overlapping hands, their mouths completely flat.

Yu Ge was overwhelmed, but he had to pretend to be calm: "Mom, Qingyou, you guys go ahead and do your work. I'll talk to him."

Lin Hui responded indifferently, and Yu Ge immediately pulled him to the balcony and pulled his hand down: "Master Fang, did you come to my house just to put on airs?"

There was a slight noise coming from the balcony, but Yu Ge was completely unaware. He frowned and said impatiently, "That's my friend, and you keep calling him a servant—"

Her eyes were sharp: "You look down on me, don't you?"

"In that case, you can leave now. I will talk to Councillor Fang myself."

Fang Chi raised his eyebrows slightly: "I didn't mean that. He provoked me first."

"What did he provoke you with?"

Yu Ge was puzzled and said, "He didn't say a word to you since he saw you. He even brought you slippers, but you kept calling him a servant. Is this your etiquette when visiting someone's house?"

"I'm not a guest." Fang Chi's eyes darkened when he heard that. "I'm going home, and he's the guest."

Yu Ge couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Yes, you are not here to be a guest, you are here to be a young master."

Her face was cold, her eyebrows were furrowed in annoyance, and her words were sharp: "You said you wanted to visit my mother as a future son-in-law, but what about the reality?"

"You can't find your slippers, you don't know how to put things away, and what about other housework? Did you come to my house just to let my mother serve you?"

"Fang Chi, my mother is not in good health and I am very busy at work. It is not easy for my mother to raise me. If you are deliberately trying to anger my mother and come to my house to act like a rich young master, you can leave now."

Yu Ge shook off his hand and pointed to the door: "Call now and have someone pick you up."

You can't stay here any longer now, right?

Yu Ge lowered his head and didn't look at him.

The bright light in the living room shone through the glass onto the balcony. Fang Chi Baijie's beautiful face was divided into two halves of light and dark. He stared at Yu Ge with serious eyes:

"You shouldn't say that to me. We will be husband and wife in the future. You should protect me."

He tilted his head slightly, leaning towards Yu Ge, and lowered his voice to sound tender and affectionate: "Yu Yu."

"I'll apologize to him, but—"

Fang Chi leaned over, his delicate face magnified in front of Yu Ge. Yu Ge's pupils shrank slightly, and the next moment, a light and soft kiss was imprinted on Yu Ge's lips.

Without waiting for Yu Ge to push away, Fang Chi stood up straight, grabbed Yu Ge's hands, and his five fingers drilled into Yu Ge's fingers like water snakes, holding them tightly with a smile on his face.

"You can have fun however you want outside, I can accept it."

His voice was as soft and clear as the spring breeze: "If you are tired of playing, you can tell me and I will take care of them, but,"

Purple eyes stared down at Yu Ge, her eyebrows were full of spring, her lips were slightly curved, but her words were firm: "I will never allow them to climb over my head and the Fang family's head."

After saying that, he smiled slightly, leaned over, kissed Yu Ge's lips, closed his eyes lightly, and rubbed them.

The soft touch on his lips brought a charming blush to his fair porcelain face, like a fallen spring angel, tempting him to commit a crime.

The boy's aura was refreshing and elegant, not offensive. Yu Ge was about to push him away, but then he thought of Song Jingshen.

Now that you have made up your mind to do that, you can't just talk about it and not do it, right?

He was so smart that he could definitely tell what she had done.

Since he wasn't at a disadvantage anyway, Yu Ge simply let Fang Chi do what he wanted.

His breathing gradually became disordered, and Fang Chi trembled all over. He loosened his clasped hands, wrapped his arms around Yu Ge's thin back, climbed up her shoulders, neck and spine, and hugged Yu Ge uncontrollably.

Yu Ge tilted her head back, and as soon as they separated for a moment, he followed her as if following the scent, his eyes tightly closed, but the rosy red at the corners of his eyes showing his intoxication without any concealment.

Yu Ge shouted in a low voice: "Stop making trouble!"

Fang Chi opened his eyes, his purple pupils were filled with a hazy watery color, his nose was pink like a peach blossom, his lips slightly parted, he exhaled rapidly, and after a long while, he smiled sweetly: "How am I doing? Do you like it?"

Yu Ge pushed him away and said, "Behave yourself tonight."

"Okay." He responded softly, and buried his head in Yu Ge's neck again, like a cat that had inhaled catnip, his furry head drilled in Yu Ge's neck, and said coquettishly:

"Pet my head, please?"

Yu Ge used his five fingers as claws, grabbed his golden hair, and pulled him away, saying mercilessly: "Don't push your luck."

Fang Chi stood up straight, calmed his breath, and then returned to the living room with Yu Ge.

After entering the living room, Fang Chi turned and went into the kitchen. Yu Ge sat down on the sofa, stretched out his body and cleared his mind.

"Xiao Yu."

A clear voice sounded, Yu Ge turned his head and looked at Ye Qingyou who was bending sideways.

After their eyes met, the tall young man half squatted down, his loose collar revealing his white collarbone.

Ye Qingyou was completely unaware of how handsome he was at the moment, and his eyes were gentle: "Why don't you change your uniform first, it will be more relaxing if you change clothes."

As he spoke, his dark eyes looked at the nameplate on Yu Ge’s chest.

The golden nameplate reflected golden light under the bright lights in the room, making it difficult for him to see the words on it clearly. He felt vaguely uncomfortable as if he was being spied on.