Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

The first rays of morning light pierced through the gaps in the curtains and fell on the soft bed.

"Yang Xian...I want more..."

Liu Qin's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

She instinctively reached out her arm, wanting to embrace the source of warmth beside her, but found nothing.

My arms felt empty, with only the cool air remaining.

What about people?

Liu Qin sat up abruptly, her silk nightgown slipping off her shoulders to reveal a patch of snow-white skin.

"Yang Xian? Yang Xian??"

She called out softly, and only her own slightly hurried echo could be heard in the room.

The spiritual power of the seventh-realm expert spread out instantly without reservation, enveloping the entire villa.

"Phew... thank goodness, he's still here!"

Liu Qin let out a long sigh of relief, her tense nerves finally relaxing.

Just then, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Yang Xian walked in carrying two glasses of warm water.

"Lazybones, get up and have breakfast!"

He looked very calm, as if everything last night was just an ordinary dream.

Liu Qin got out of bed and walked barefoot to Yang Xian.

On the dining table were steaming bowls of porridge and several delicate side dishes.

Liu Qin pulled out a chair and sat down next to Yang Xian.

He picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, carefully blew on it, and then brought it to Yang Xian's lips.

"Yang Xian...you're not angry with me, are you?"

Yang Xian glanced at her, then opened his mouth and ate the porridge.

"I'm not angry," he replied casually. "It's only once anyway."

Hearing this, Liu Qin felt even more uncertain.

Not pursuing the matter does not mean forgiveness.

This made her more uneasy than making a scene.

She hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "After spending these past few days together, what kind of person am I in your eyes?"

Yang Xian put down his spoon and thought about it seriously.

On the surface, she is a cold and aloof older sister who is detached from worldly affairs, and the high-ranking chief of the Starry Sky Research Institute.

He paused for a moment, then continued.

"Secretly, he's just a prankster, domineering, and immature kid who loves reading unrealistic novels!"

"Uh..." Liu Qin opened her mouth, but for a moment she couldn't find any words to refute it.

Because what he said seemed to be... entirely true.

In the days since she confessed to Yang Xian, she has indeed felt much younger and has done many things that she used to consider "extremely boring".

Most importantly, in her nearly forty years of life, she had never focused all her attention on a man like this before.

"Eat quickly!" Yang Xian urged. "After you finish eating, take your 'tool' to school!"

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to pack his things.

"No! You are not my 'tool,' I never said that!" Liu Qin quickly grabbed Yang Xian's wrist and hurriedly defended herself.

They've taken the bait!

Yang Xian sneered inwardly, but his face remained expressionless.

"Stop deceiving yourselves; there are some things we all know in our hearts."

That's right, Yang Xian was complaining to Liu Qin.

Complaining is an art, and even more so, a sophisticated skill.

In a relationship, when you are clearly in a weaker position but want to turn the situation around, reasonable complaints can often have an unexpected effect, allowing the other person to take the initiative.

As the saying goes, the squeaky wheel gets the grease; that's the idea.

Of course, mastering this art requires a precise understanding of the other person's personality.

Liu Qin, this woman, appears strong and domineering on the surface, but her romantic experience is completely blank.

Therefore, to deal with her, you can't confront her head-on; instead, you have to target her emotional vulnerabilities.

"sorry……"

Liu Qin admitted her mistake and tightened her grip on Yang Xian's hand: "I promise I will never force you to do things you don't like again."

"Haven't you forced me enough already?" Yang Xian gently withdrew his hand, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible detachment. "But it doesn't matter anymore. Once you have the child, I'll be free!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Qin's delicate body trembled slightly, and for the first time, genuine panic and fear surfaced in her deep purple eyes.

She was scared.

She was afraid that Yang Xian would really do as he said, leaving her without any regrets after completing his "mission".

"Yang Xian..."

Liu Qin's voice trembled slightly, almost pleading, "Don't leave me, okay?"

Yang Xian neither moved nor spoke.

The living room fell into a deathly silence, with only the ticking of the clock on the wall.

After a long while, Yang Xiancai finally spoke again.

"We'll see how you perform in the future!"

He then changed the subject.

"By the way, I haven't heard from Nanhai City in a long time. Could you send me a letter to let them know I'm safe?"

After complaining, we must not fall into an endless cold war.

You must express your demands and clarify your purpose as soon as possible.

The best approach is to keep the other person emotionally engaged while simultaneously resolving your own issues.

Of course, the demands made should not be too excessive.

Yang Xian knew very well that it was impossible for him to return to Nanhai City given his current situation, so he only mentioned sending a letter.

"No problem! Leave it to me!"

Liu Qin nodded in agreement, even picking up the bowls and chopsticks from the table: "I'll wash the dishes! You go and write your letter!"

Wow! Yang Xian, you're amazing! You actually managed to completely subdue Chief Liu!

Lin Ai's exclamation echoed in Yang Xian's mind.

Yang Xian sat back down in his chair, a smile playing on his lips.

"Keep a low profile!"

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At the entrance of Star Academy.

The car came to a smooth stop.

"Sister Liu, see you at our usual spot after school. Please take care of my letter!"

Inside the car, Yang Xian unbuckled his seatbelt, preparing to get out.

"Yang Xian!" Liu Qin called out to him, asking uncertainly, "You...you're not angry with me anymore?"

"Am I that petty?" Yang Xian suddenly turned around, leaned forward, and gently pecked Liu Qin's slightly cool lips.

"I'll give you a reward tonight after I get things done!"

After saying that, he pushed open the car door and drove away with a flourish.

At this point, the hierarchy between the two underwent a slightly subtle shift.

Liu Qin's cheeks flushed red instantly, and she gently touched her lips with her hand.

She stared blankly as Yang Xian got out of the car, only snapping out of her daze when his figure was almost gone.

"Okay! Don't worry!"

……

……

Yang Xian was walking ahead when suddenly a pink phantom appeared.

"Yang Xian, good morning!" Lin Ai greeted him with a smile.

"I'm fine this morning, but I wasn't so fine last night!" Yang Xian glanced at her and said irritably, "Some peeping tom was probably laughing his head off, wasn't he?"

"No, no!" Lin Ai scratched the back of her head awkwardly, her eyes darting around. "I didn't see anything last night! Really!"

Yang Xiancai didn't believe her nonsense.

He started walking towards the teaching building.

"You're forbidden to speak to me for the entire morning!"

"No!" Lin Ai hurriedly chased after her, her voice trembling with tears.

"So what if they're wrong?!"