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Zhou Jinlu knew that Lu Yao was saying this to comfort him. She was always like this; beneath her strong exterior lay an extremely soft heart.

He didn't say anything more, but gently pulled her into his arms, tightened his grip, and rested his chin on the top of her head.

"Okay." After a long while, he finally uttered a single word in a low voice.

Lu Yao stepped away from his embrace, took his hand again, and carefully examined the two deep marks left by the straps.

After the shackles were removed, the wounds on his wrists looked even more shocking, with bluish-purple bruises, fine beads of blood oozing from the broken skin, and in some places, the flesh could even be seen rolled up.

"It needs to be taken care of." She frowned. "You wait here, I'll go get a first-aid kit."

Before Zhou Jinlu could say anything, Lu Yao had already gotten up and walked out.

She didn't know where Aze was, but following her intuition, she walked down the corridor and sure enough, she saw the figure leaning against the wall at the corner.

Hearing footsteps, Aze looked up and gazed at her with his heterochromatic eyes.

Just as Lu Yao was about to speak, she noticed the bruise on his cheek.

Lu Yao's gaze lingered on his face.

Aze noticed her gaze and turned his head slightly, as if to avoid her scrutiny.

"Your face..." Lu Yao blurted out instinctively.

"It's nothing," Aze interrupted her. "What do you need?"

"Do you have a medical kit?" Lu Yao asked.

Aze paused for a moment, then turned and left.

Lu Yao stood still, and less than two minutes later, he reappeared with a small medical kit in his hand.

"Thank you." Lu Yao took it, and as she turned to leave, she softly reminded him, "You should get your face treated too."

Aze did not respond to this.

Back in the cabin, Zhou Jinlu remained seated in the same position as before.

Lu Yao sat down next to him, opened her medical kit, and took out disinfectant spray and ointment.

"Hold out your hand," she said.

Zhou Jinlu did as she asked and extended his hand in front of her.

Lu Yao held his wrist and gently rinsed the wound with saline solution, her movements very light, afraid of hurting him.

When the disinfectant spray was applied to the wound, his fingers trembled slightly, but he did not pull them back.

Lu Yao looked up at him: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Zhou Jinlu smiled.

Lu Yao didn't believe it, but she didn't ask any more questions and continued what she was doing.

After applying the ointment evenly, she carefully wrapped it with medical gauze and tied a neat knot.

"Okay." She gently placed his hand back on his knee. "Don't get it wet these next few days, and don't exert yourself."

Zhou Jinlu looked down at his neatly bandaged wrist, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"It's bandaged very well," he said. "Have you studied it?"

Lu Yao shook her head: "No, I've only seen others do it this way."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a noise outside the door. Aze pushed the door open and said, "Seventh Young Master wants you to go back, Miss Lu Yao."

Zhou Jinlu instinctively tried to stop her, but Lu Yao held him back, saying, "It's alright, you get some rest, I'll come see you again."

She got up, walked to the door, and glanced back at Zhou Jinlu.

The hatch closed behind her.

Aze walked ahead at a moderate pace, with Lu Yao following behind him. The corridor was quiet, with only the sound of their footsteps.

"Thank you for being willing to help you," Lu Yao said softly.

Aze paused slightly, then continued walking forward.

"No need to thank me." His voice was calm. "Seventh Young Master has given his permission for these things."

"So the injury on your face, is it because you told us your location?"

Aze seemed surprised that she would ask directly, "It has nothing to do with you; I made other mistakes."

Lu Yao's intuition told her that wasn't the case, but she knew that Aze's answer meant he wasn't telling her the truth.

Back in her room, Ah Qi was already waiting for her.

Seeing him, Lu Yao wasn't too surprised. Aze stopped outside the door and closed it after Lu Yao went in.

Ah Qi turned to look at her: "Sister, aren't you being a little too nice to your people on my turf?"

"You said it yourself, he's one of my people, so naturally I have to treat him well."

Ah Qi tilted his head to look at her, a hint of interest flashing in his peach blossom eyes.

"Is my sister telling me about the benefits of being your person?" He stood up and slowly walked towards her. "I also want to be your person."

Ah Qi stopped in front of her, looked down at her, and slowly moved his gaze down from her eyes, finally landing on her slightly protruding belly.

"My sister is good to Young Master Zhou, and she's good to Aze too." His tone carried a hint of grievance. "Why is she so unkind to me?"

Lu Yao looked up at him: "You want me to be nice to you?"

Ah Qi's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously: "Of course!"

"Then let us go."

Ah Qi paused for a moment, then laughed.

"Sister, you're such a joker." He laughed enough and reached out to touch Lu Yao's face, but she turned her head away. "They say beautiful women are the best at lying, sister, you could at least lie to me."

Lu Yao walked around him and sat down to the side: "I'm tired and want to rest for a while. If there's nothing else, Seventh Young Master, please leave."

Ah Qi looked at Lu Yao, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"Is my sister trying to get rid of me?"

Lu Yao didn't look at him, but leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes.

Ah Qi stood there, staring at her for a long time.

The cabin was so quiet that only the two of them could be heard breathing.

After a long while, Ah Qi suddenly laughed. He walked to her side and looked down at her: "Sister, do you know? No one has ever dared to treat me like this before."

Lu Yao did not open her eyes.

Ah Qi bent down, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "But the more you do this, the more I want you."

He reached out and lifted Lu Yao's chin, forcing her to open her eyes, and kissed her lips in her surprised gaze.

He forcefully and domineeringly forced open her pearly teeth. Throughout the process, he kept his eyes on her, taking in all her impatience, resistance, and stiffness.

Until her tongue was bitten hard and the taste of blood spread in her mouth, Ah Qi let go of her and looked at Lu Yao's angry and glaring appearance.

Although it hurt a lot, it inexplicably excited him.

He smiled and reached out to wipe away the traces of lipstick from Lu Yao's lips: "Sister, you're still on my turf, so at least you should behave yourself."

Lu Yao raised her hand and wiped her lips hard, where the pain from being bitten still lingered, along with A Qi's scent.

Lu Yao slapped his hand away: "If I don't obey, are you going to threaten me with Zhou Jinlu again?"

Ah Qi didn't hide his wickedness: "This method might seem despicable to you, sister, but it's effective. So, sister, you'd better be obedient, or Zhou Jinlu will be in big trouble."

"You bastard!"

Ah Qi curled his lips into a smile and looked down at her with intense eyes: "Sister, you're beautiful even when you're angry."

Lu Yao lowered her eyes and ignored him. After spending these few days with A Qi, she had come to understand that he was a lunatic who could talk to himself.

"Sister, you should rest first. I'll come over and keep you company tonight."