TSFLIP Chapter 474

“Why are you here, big brother?” Instead of answering his question, Fengguang responded with one of her own.

Ji Mian held her and sat down on the edge of the bed, answering casually, “Because this is where I work, of course.”

“Isn’t this kind of a waste of your talent?”

“If it’s for Fengguang, how could it ever be a waste?”

No matter how many times she heard things like that, she could never stay calm. She leaned up and whispered near his ear, “This is a school. You should tone it down.”

Ji Mian’s gaze darkened meaningfully. “Good point. We are at school… and more specifically, in the nurse’s office. Maybe I should give this student a physical examination.”

Expressionless, Fengguang replied, “Brother, you sound like one of those sketchy doctors they talk about on crime shows.”

“Oh?” Ji Mian tilted her chin up and kissed her lips. “Don’t you like it when I do this kind of thing? I seem to remember, at home, you always held me tightly.”

Her face flushed so hot it felt like steam was rising from the top of her head.

“Is Fengguang getting tired of my body?”

“I’m not…”

Before she could finish, he had already laid her down on the bed and leaned over her. His hand slipped under her school uniform. Fengguang’s brain went into full alert mode. Here it comes… this move again!

Ji Mian saw the wide-eyed look on her face and laughed, then gently bit her ***, whispering, “If Fengguang doesn’t mind me, then that must mean you like my body. And when it comes to things you like, I always try to give you more.”

And now, his hand was on her chest.

Fengguang covered her eyes, utterly humiliated.

But Ji Mian pulled her hand away, making her look directly at him. Her eyes, once blind for a time, were now clear and bright again. He kissed the corner of her eye and whispered, “Fengguang, I love your eyes.”

Her heart suddenly ached. Every time they were intimate, he liked to kiss her eyes. She knew he hadn’t let go of what had happened—he still blamed himself for her blindness.

So she gave in.

When it was over, Ji Mian closed the cabinet, walked back to the bed, and scooped her up along with the blanket. He kissed the top of her head, where she was hiding like an ostrich, and said gently, “Get dressed. Don’t catch a cold.”

“You…” she huffed in embarrassment. “You were prepared for this!”

She’d seen it with her own eyes. That cabinet she thought was filled with medicine? Inside were not only intimate undergarments but also dresses and jackets. In other words, even if he tore her school uniform to shreds, she’d still have something decent to wear when she left.

“That’s called being prepared. And clearly, I was prepared well. After all, Fengguang likes me so much—and likes my body too.”

With just a few words, Ji Mian flipped the blame onto her, as if saying, What if one day you pounced on me? Shouldn’t I be ready for that?

Pounced on you? Then why were all the clothes in the cabinet hers?!

“You’re such a perv!”

“Mhm. But I’m only a perv for you.”

“You’re a total freak!”

“Yep. Only for you.”

“You… you’re bullying me!”

“I am. And only you.”

The shameless pride in his voice made Fengguang feel helpless—and furious. Her liver hurt from how angry she was.

As the saying goes, shameless men are often the ones who win the girl.

Later that evening, Ji Mian got a phone call from Fu Yang. He got straight to the point.

“What do I do about Fu Yao?”

Over the past few years, Fu Yang and Ji Mian had been thick as thieves—er, no, more like like-minded partners—with a shared goal of taking down other people’s companies. Fu Yang’s father was now locked up in a psychiatric hospital for “mental instability,” and the only ones left in the Fu family with real power were Fu Yang and his mother.

Fu Yang wanted to eliminate Fu Yao, but because Fu Yao was close to Ji You, and Ji You, of course, had a close relationship with Ji Mian, Fu Yang had to ask Ji Mian’s opinion before making a move. After all, they had done plenty of shady things together.

Fu Yang was worried Ji Mian might stop him for Ji You’s sake. But Ji Mian simply replied with a calm, detached tone:

“I don’t interfere in other people’s family business.”

In other words, do whatever you want.

Fu Yang let out a low whistle. “Cold-blooded big brother, aren’t you?”

“If that’s all, I’m hanging up.”

“Okay, okay. You’re probably off enjoying the blissful domestic life with Fengguang—no time to be bothered by me. Man, why did I ever let you have her?”

“Let?” Ji Mian gave a soft laugh. “You think you ever could compete with me for Fengguang?”

Yeah, no, he didn’t. Fu Yang knew he could never throw everything aside like Ji Mian could. He grumbled, “Fine, fine. As long as you two are happy, that’s what matters. I won’t bug you anymore. Bye.”

And yes, he was happy with Fengguang.

Ji Mian pocketed his phone, only to overhear a child passing by say, “Mom, look! A guy is standing outside like Daddy when you kick him out!”

“Don’t say that,” the mother said quickly, giving Ji Mian an apologetic smile as she hurried the kid into the elevator.

Ji Mian rubbed his temples and smiled helplessly. He had been kicked out. The little fox was mad and had fully exercised her rights as the owner of the apartment.

He had been standing out there for, what, twenty minutes now?

A few minutes later, the door finally opened. Fengguang was wearing an apron and said grumpily, “Dinner’s ready.”

She turned and walked off without closing the door.

Ji Mian’s lips curled into a smile. Naturally, he followed her inside, quietly shutting the door behind him, keeping the warm glow of the room hidden away from the outside world.