TSFLIP Chapter 472

“It’s from eating too much candy.” Ji Mian placed his hand over hers as she held her cheek. “Did you sneak sweets again while I was gone?”

Fengguang looked guilty and didn’t dare answer.

He kissed her lips, lingering for a while, then leaned in close and asked in a low voice,
“Does it still hurt?”

Blushing, she shook her head, feeling lightheaded—at that moment, she had completely forgotten about her toothache.

Ji Mian let out a sigh, pretending to be regretful.
“Looks like the ice cream and sweet snacks I prepared for you are off-limits now.”

“Brother…” She pouted, her eyes sparkling like tiny stars—utterly pitiful.

Ji Mian couldn’t bear to tease her anymore.
“It’s for your own good—you shouldn’t eat too much sugar. But I did prepare a lot of fresh fruit for you.”

No one would’ve guessed that the laboratory Ji Mian once used to cultivate… questionable materials had now become a place for growing fruit.

His underlings were speechless when they saw high-end lab equipment being used to grow strawberries. None of them had expected that following their godlike boss would lead to this: wearing lab coats, holding test tubes… and becoming fruit farmers.

Yes—fruit farmers.

Fengguang didn’t know any of the backstory. She just felt happy that there was still something she could eat.
“Brother, you’re the best!”

“You only ever say that when I give you food.” Ji Mian’s heart itched with affection, and he couldn’t resist leaning over to kiss her cheek again.

But Fengguang grabbed his right hand and asked,
“Brother, have you told Xiaoyou that you’re back?”

As for her father, of course he’d know Ji Mian had returned.

“I’ll tell her in a few days. She’s probably too distracted to care right now anyway.”

“Oh, right… she has a boyfriend,” Fengguang said apologetically,
“I’m sorry, Brother. I don’t even know who her boyfriend is… I haven’t taken good care of her.”

“It’s not your responsibility. Xiaoyou’s grown up now—she doesn’t need you to look after her.”
Besides, it was better that she didn’t know who the guy was. Fu Yao, the young heir of the Fu family… Xia Chao once entertained the idea of marrying Fengguang to Fu Yao. Even if Fengguang felt nothing for him, just imagining a future where she married someone else…

Ji Mian knew he wouldn’t be able to suppress the desire to kill.

If he had his way, he wouldn’t stop until everyone else was dead—until only he and Fengguang remained in this world.

Everyone has a dark side.
And Ji Mian’s… was particularly deep.

Just then, the TV in the background switched to the news. A beautiful anchor reported,
“There’s been a homicide near A City High School. The victim, a student, was reported to have a history of troubled relationships. Police suspect it was a revenge killing…”

“Brother!”
Fengguang didn’t want to hear anymore. She clutched his hand tightly, her voice full of worry.
“Will everything be okay?”

“It will. I’ll take care of everything,” Ji Mian replied, his smile as reassuring as ever.

What he didn’t tell her was that the victim, Fu Qing, was a branch member of the Fu family. Technically, he was a cousin to Fu Yao and Fu Yang. The fool had tried to use Fengguang to climb the Fu family ranks. A laughable miscalculation.

After the Li Bo incident, both Ji Mian and Xia Chao had secretly arranged for people to protect Fengguang. Even if Ji Mian had to leave for two years to fulfill the terms of a bet, Xia Chao had only forbidden him from seeing Fengguang, not from protecting her.

And that “protection” included knowing her every move.
Everything she had done, everywhere she had gone… he knew it all.

Ji Mian suddenly remembered the call from Xia Chao just a few hours earlier. On the phone, Xia Chao had said,
“Fengguang isn’t of age yet. I won’t allow you to cross the line.”

Cross the line?
No, she was the most exquisite dessert.
And he wouldn’t devour her—
Not yet.
Because he couldn’t bear to see her hurt in any way.

Seeing him fall silent, Fengguang looked up at him curiously.
“Brother? What are you thinking about?”

Whenever she looked up at him like that, with those wide, innocent eyes, she had a way of tugging at his heart.

Ji Mian didn’t answer.
Instead, he kissed her again.

This time, as his lips met hers, he took her hand and placed it against the hard heat rising beneath his clothes.

He wasn’t going to devour her yet…
But stealing a little taste ahead of time—
That, he could live with.