TSFLIP Chapter 470

Ji Mian’s heart softened in an instant—absurdly so. He held her small hand, and the more he looked, the more he found her pretty little face unbearably adorable. So, unable to resist, he reached out and gave her a gentle pat.
“They’re my people,” he said.

“What?” Fengguang blinked in confusion. Then her eyes widened. “Your people… you mean they’re with you?”

Ji Mian sighed and rephrased with a bit of resignation, “They’re my subordinates.”

Subordinates?

Sure enough, the two tall men bowed their heads and said in unison, “Nice to meet you, sister-in-law.”

“Uh… hi.” Fengguang replied, blinking. So my brother’s been away all these years because… he’s become a gang boss?

Honestly, those two tall men looked rough around the edges. Dressed head to toe in black, they had “underworld” written all over them—no one would believe otherwise.

But what Fengguang didn’t know was what the two men were thinking: Tsk, tsk… So this girl in a high school uniform is the little sweetheart our boss has been obsessed with for years? But she’s not even legal yet… Our boss is… one of a kind.

Or perhaps, more accurately: A total beast.

Ji Mian smiled. “Did you forget what I called you here for?”

“On it, boss!” the two men answered in unison. Not daring to glance at Fengguang again, they quickly pulled out their tools. Instead of simply hiding the body, they began staging an alternate scene for how this man, Fu Qing, had supposedly died.

“Let them handle this,” Ji Mian said, noticing her worried expression. He reached out and patted her head gently. “Trust me. It’ll be fine.”

“…Okay.”

He took her hand and led her out of the dim alleyway.

By now, dusk had fallen, and more people had begun filling the streets—students getting out of school, adults finishing work. Everyone has the same goal: to make it home to somewhere warm and safe before sunset.

But where was Ji Mian’s home?

Fengguang knew he had never considered the Xia family his home. There had always been that subtle resistance to being a guest in someone else’s house. She had sensed it even when she was only six years old. And now… that resistance remained. Except now, he had pulled her into his territory.

Territory… It was a little like how wolves marked what was theirs.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Ji Mian couldn’t ignore the intensity of her gaze and finally asked.

Fengguang wrapped her arms around his. “It’s just… I haven’t seen you in so long, and now you look even more handsome.”

“Fengguang’s gotten prettier too… and more grown-up.”

She beamed at the compliment—until she noticed his eyes lingering on her chest. Immediately, she crossed her arms over her chest and shouted, “You’re so dirty, Brother!”

Ji Mian replied seriously, “I was simply complimenting your development. That’s not a bad thing, is it? Fengguang, you know I studied medicine. I’m very familiar with human anatomy, so it’s second nature for me to observe people’s bodies. It’s a professional habit.”

“So… do you also observe other women like that?”

They hadn’t seen each other in two years, and this girl had gotten sharper-tongued. Ji Mian stopped walking. He leaned down, his lips brushing her ear, and slid one hand slowly along her neck. To passersby, it looked like he was simply fixing the collar of a schoolgirl in a too-public puppy-love moment. But only Fengguang knew what he was doing.

Because as he leaned down, he deliberately bit her earlobe.

“A man only pays attention to a woman’s body if he’s interested in her,” he whispered. “And the only one I feel sexual desire for… is you.”

Fengguang immediately slapped a hand over her face.
Do all med students talk about dirty things in such a clinical, serious tone?