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When Li Yichen opened his eyes, the first thought in his mind was—there was someone in his arms.

I looked down.

Xue Shanshan nestled in his arms, her cheek pressed against his chest, her breathing long and even. Her eyelashes fluttered occasionally, her dark hair spread across the pillow, her sleeping face so peaceful that one dared not move.

The winter sunlight streamed through the gaps in the thin curtains, casting a soft glow on her face.

Li Yichen stared at the ceiling.

I accepted reality within two seconds.

It’s over.

Ultimately, it couldn't withstand it.

It seems I'm really not suited to be a devoted person.

As he was thinking, the person in his arms moved.

Xue Shanshan's eyelashes fluttered twice, and she slowly opened her eyes. Meeting Li Yichen's gaze, her face flushed red from the base of her neck all the way to the tips of her ears.

But she didn't dodge.

Instead, she nuzzled against his chest, then tilted her head back and smiled at him.

That smile was so pure and without a trace of impurity, it was so sweet it made your teeth ache.

Li Yichen's heart softened.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something—about his true identity, about Xiao Yuqing and Liu Xiaoyu.

But seeing her smile like that, those words stuck in my throat.

Forget it.

Not now.

He got up, put on a T-shirt, and went to the kitchen. There were two eggs and half a bag of noodles left in the refrigerator. He cooked a bowl of plain noodles, poached two eggs, and sprinkled some chopped green onions on top.

When the food was served, Xue Shanshan had already changed her clothes and was sitting at the table waiting.

Her hair was tied in a simple ponytail, and her face was flushed.

"Brother Li's cooking is really delicious." She slurped her noodles, her voice soft and sweet.

"I'll cook for you whenever I have time."

"Really?!" Her eyes lit up.

Li Yichen nodded with a smile.

After finishing breakfast, he cleared away the dishes and checked the time. It was 8:30.

"Shanshan, I have to go to the company. I have some things to take care of. You should rest well at home today. See you at the annual meeting tomorrow."

Xue Shanshan nodded obediently and saw him to the door.

After hesitating for a moment, I tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek.

Then she quickly pulled back, her face turning bright red.

"Then... then be careful on the road."

Li Yichen touched the spot where she had been kissed and chuckled as he ruffled her hair.

"I'm gone."

Looking up, I saw the U8 drive out of the old residential area and merge into the morning rush hour traffic.

Ling'er popped out of the watch face, her two ponytails sticking up into question mark shapes.

"Brother, I turned off all the bio-monitoring sensors last night. You're welcome."

"...Who authorized you to monitor this?"

"I'm usually—"

"From now on, you need to permanently disable that feature."

"oh."

9:15.

Future Technology Headquarters Building. Sixtieth floor.

Li Yichen pushed open the door to the president's office and strode in.

Then he stopped.

Ji Yanran sat in the chair opposite him, her legs crossed, a pen in her hand. She stared motionless at the doorway.

Those eyes—they looked at him with a calm, gentle gaze that sent chills down his spine.

Feng Yue stood next to her workstation in the corner, her head bowed low, her presence almost nonexistent.

The air pressure dropped sharply.

"Boss," Ji Yanran said.

The sound was steady.

"Where did you go gallivanting around last night? Why didn't you come home all night?"

The tone of her question was completely that of a queen questioning a prodigal son's return.

But she herself was completely unaware of it.

Li Yichen stood at the door for two seconds, adjusting his facial expression. He walked to his seat, sat down, and very naturally poured himself a glass of water.

"Nowhere. I had dinner with Liu Bing and Han Fei, and then went for a massage and foot bath."

Ji Yanran's eyes did not move.

"and then?"

"Then Xue Shanshan messaged me saying her house had a power outage, so I went to check it out for her. It got too late, so I stayed at a nearby hotel for the night."

He took a sip of water, his expression unchanged.

Ji Yanran stared at him for five seconds.

Then her gaze, very slowly, moved from his eyes to—his neck.

"What's that red spot on your neck?"

Li Yichen almost spat out his water.

He forced himself to swallow, reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and took a picture with the front-facing camera.

On the side of the neck, two centimeters above the collarbone—a small, ambiguous red mark.

The location is awkward; the shirt collar just barely covers it.

Adults can recognize what it is at a glance.

His pupils contracted for half a second.

My mind was racing.

Then he looked up, his expression as calm as that of an innocent passerby.

"It must have been a mosquito bite."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

He muttered to himself as he walked, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the two people inside to hear:

"Where did these mosquitoes come from in the middle of winter? They're so annoying..."

The office door closed behind him.

Ji Yanran sat there, her face darkening inch by inch.

mosquito.

It was the dead of winter.

mosquito.

She slammed the pen in her hand onto the table.

Feng Yue, standing beside him, buried her face in the pile of documents, her shoulders completely still. She didn't even dare to breathe, afraid of becoming the target of President Ji's wrath.

Ji Yanran closed her eyes for two seconds.

He let out a long sigh.

Lean back in the chair.

He squeezed out a sentence:

"That Xue Shanshan...in the end, she couldn't escape his clutches."

Feng Yue silently covered her mouth behind the document.

In the corridor.

Li Yichen walked quickly, turned into the elevator and ran towards the sixty-sixth floor.

The moment the elevator doors closed, he reached up and touched the red mark on his neck. The composed expression on his face finally crumbled—the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, then he forcibly suppressed it.

Ling'er's little figure peeked out from the watch face, her mouth agape in an "O" shape.

"Brother, I have a question."

"explain."

"Are mosquitoes especially venomous in the dead of winter? Why does a bite leave a red mark for so long?"

Li Yichen slapped her to death.

The 66th floor.

Li Yichen stayed in his office for ten minutes, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Ji Yanran would not follow.

He grabbed his coat and quickly left the company.

An hour later.

Future Aerospace Group.

Li Yichen's U8 was parked at the entrance of the park. The security guard recognized the car from afar and let him through.

He drove straight to the deepest part of the group's research and development area.

Liu Ruyan was already waiting at the door.

She was wearing a white research lab coat, her hair tied in a high ponytail, and carrying a stack of documents. Seeing Li Yichen get out of the car, she quickly walked towards him.

"Mr. Li."

"How's the progress?"

"Super fuel has already achieved mass production, with a daily production capacity of fifty tons," Liu Ruyan said as she walked. "The main structures of the three large launch vehicles are also being manufactured simultaneously, and are expected to be completed within a month."

Li Yichen nodded.

Li Yichen then turned and left, heading to the precision laboratory building to check on the supporting equipment for the lunar base.

"They're all in production. Follow me."

Push open the heavy, soundproof door.

Inside the huge workshop, nine large ten-axis industrial machine tools are operating at full capacity.

The robotic arm swung up and down, sparks flew, and the air was filled with the smell of metal cutting.

Li Yichen bypassed the production line of the lunar-landing Terminator. He saw several silver-gray robots neatly arranged at the end of the assembly line.

Its appearance is similar to the Terminator on Earth, but the joints have been specially treated to prevent dust, and the power system has been replaced with a version adapted to the low gravity environment of the moon.

Then Li Yichen looked at the production line on his right.

The ten-axis industrial machine here is working at full capacity to produce supporting facilities for the lunar base.

It includes mining equipment, refining equipment, 3D printing equipment, as well as prefabricated modules for living quarters, energy quarters, and communication quarters.

After looking at these, Li Yichen walked to the deepest part of the workshop.

A huge 3D printing machine is being assembled.

It is over five meters tall and occupies an area the size of a basketball court.

At this moment, Ling'er jumped out and said, "This is a large-scale 3D printing device specially designed for the lunar environment. In the future, we can directly use lunar soil as raw material to print the main structure of the entire base on the lunar surface."

Li Yichen stared at the device for a few seconds.

"What size structure can it print?"

"Theoretically, there's no limit," Ling'er explained with a grin. "As long as we have enough raw materials, we can build a city on the moon."