Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

Lin Zhiyao believed that Gu Yuanshao would definitely keep his word.

She could only remain silent.

Then accept.

Lin Zhiyao held back her tears of grievance and fear until she could no longer hold back. Tears streamed down her face, making her whole face wet. Her long, curled, dark eyelashes were also stuck together in a dark, clumpy mass, making her look extremely pitiful.

half an hour.

Lin Zhiyao finally spoke in a hoarse voice, "...Okay, I'll go out with you."

A soft laugh came from above, "Ah, I didn't expect to become irreplaceable friends with Dr. Shen so quickly, Yao Yao."

Lin Zhiyao turned her face away sharply, refusing to look at him. "Gu Yuanshao, stop calling me that disgusting name..."

Still Yao Yao?

He was deliberately trying to disgust her.

She was indeed disgusted, feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit on that bastard's face and retaliate.

Lin Zhiyao looked listless with her eyebrows drooping.

She roughly knew what Gu Yuanshao was planning to do. They had only returned to China in the past month and were originally scheduled to get married at the end of the year. So, Gu Yuanshao had had his fill of fun and was now preparing to make his mark in the industry in order to take over the family fortune later.

Shen Jin had one hand behind his back and the other out in front of her. He gazed at her face, which was flushed red from holding her breath, making her look even more beautiful. He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her red eyes.

Lin Zhiyao turned her head away in disgust and slapped his hand away, "...Don't touch me."

Lin Zhiyao did not hold back her strength.

Her own fair palms were red and burning hot.

Not to mention Shen Jin.

But Shen Jin's expression remained unchanged.

He took Lin Zhiyao's hand and, before she could pull away, said, "I'm just helping you up. After all, you'll still need me when you're out at night, right, my fiancée?"

So, don't make it too ugly.

Lin Zhiyao froze.

She pursed her lips, remained silent, and let him lead her up from the bed.

then.

This person brazenly walked up to her wardrobe, opened it, and started picking out items as if no one else was around, placing them beside her.

"Wear this."

Lin Zhiyao stood still, without responding.

Shen Jin smiled faintly, his gaze lingering on her full, red lips for a moment before moving away. "What? Do you want me to help you change?"

"……Need not."

Lin Zhiyao couldn't help but frown.

She is only blind, not completely disabled. She has been taking care of herself all these years. It's just a matter of changing clothes, so of course she doesn't need anyone's help.

Lin Zhiyao walked around the bed, went to the wardrobe, and took the clothes.

But the other party did not move.

Lin Zhiyao waited silently for a while, but seeing that Gu Yuanshao still didn't understand, she couldn't take it anymore: "Hey, can you please leave me alone?"

He's becoming more and more shameless.

The other person sighed with apparent regret, then, as if still unsatisfied, held the clothes up to her. "Are you sure you don't need me to stay here? What if Yao Yao trips and falls?"

Lin Zhiyao snatched the clothes back and said sarcastically and impatiently, "How do you think I used to change clothes?"

Only then did the other party turn and leave.

The door closed.

Lin Zhiyao used her fingertips to feel around and slowly put on her clothes.

Lin Zhiyao picked up her white cane from beside the bed, tapped it as she walked to the door, and pushed it open. "Let's go, you don't need to keep supporting me."

*

Before reaching the door, Lin Zhiyao had very little to walk, and she tried her best to rely on herself, but sometimes, she still couldn't avoid needing Gu Yuanshao to help her.

However, Lin Zhiyao was slightly relieved to find that the other person was only supporting her arm lightly and did not make any overly inappropriate moves.

For example, before getting on the bus.

The driver was already waiting at the door.

Shen Jin opened the car door for her, his hand still hovering loosely at her elbow, seemingly just a polite gesture of support. He only let go of her hand after she was settled, and then got into the car from the other side.

The car was very quiet.

The scent of leather mixed with a hint of lingering fragrance; Lin Zhiyao couldn't quite place the specific floral aroma. It was sweet, but not cloying.

Lin Zhiyao gripped the white cane, holding it upright on her knees, her fingertips tracing the smooth texture of the handle, still a little nervous.

The car swayed slightly. There should be streetlights outside the window, and occasionally, patches of dim yellow light would flash before her eyes.

"About forty minutes left."

A voice came from the side, casual and relaxed, "If you're sleepy, you can take a nap first."

Lin Zhiyao did not respond.

She did feel a bit tired, since she usually falls asleep around this time.

But I dare not sleep at all.

Lin Zhiyao was unsure what Gu Yuanshao was planning tonight, or what would happen once they arrived at the destination. She had never attended a social gathering with so many people before.

Lin Zhiyao held on, not daring to relax even for a moment.

*

On the way, Gu Yuanshao briefly explained that the dinner would be held at a private members-only club in the suburbs, by invitation only.

When the car comes to a complete stop.

Gu Yuanshao opened the car door, and the wind, carrying the coolness of the night, rushed in, along with the spacious scent of grass, trees, and earth. In the distance, the faint sounds of music and voices could be heard.

"arrive."

His voice was right beside Lin Zhiyao.

Lin Zhiyao gripped her white cane tightly, her slender white knuckles turning white from the force. She groped her way to the ground first, the cane tapping a few times. After confirming that she was on a flat stone path, Lin Zhiyao slowly straightened up.

Judging from the sound, Gu Yuanshao was only half a step away from her, but he seemed to know that he was being disliked, so he didn't immediately help her up.

Lin Zhiyao could feel his gaze. It was a subtle presence, seemingly weightless yet tangible, impossible to ignore, like being stared at by a venomous snake lurking in the jungle.

"This way," he said.

Lin Zhiyao didn't respond, and continued to tap the ground with her cane as she walked forward.

The stone path was smooth and unobstructed, and she could walk on it, but she still walked slowly.

Shen Jin was right beside her, his footsteps always keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far. Occasionally, when she was about to stray from the path, he would lightly support her elbow, touching her only briefly before guiding her back and immediately letting go.

Lin Zhiyao breathed a slight sigh of relief.

As we move forward.

The sounds of voices and music grew closer, and the glow inside the clubhouse grew stronger.

Standing at the door.

Lin Zhiyao felt even more nervous.

Before her eyes was still a blur of light and shadow. The lights were too bright, and in her eyes they blurred into large, indistinct blobs of color, making it impossible to distinguish who was who or what was what.

A waiter must have seen people arrive and opened the door. Instantly, warm air filled with various scents wafted out.

Then suddenly, a cacophony of voices arose like a whirlwind.

very noisy.

The clinking of glasses, conversations, laughter, and the sound of some unidentifiable instrument all blended together, like a wave of heat hitting her face.

The air was filled with the sweet scent of alcohol and perfume, so strong that she felt suffocated and subconsciously held her breath for half a second.

Lin Zhiyao froze.

A cacophony of voices surged forth, mingling with the clinking of wine glasses, laughter, and hushed conversations…

All the sounds combined into a blurry buzz.

But amidst the buzzing, Lin Zhiyao could discern that for a moment, the sound suddenly subsided before slowly returning to normal.

Lin Zhiyao could almost picture the way those gazes fell upon her—curious, scrutinizing, speculating, or even mocking or amused.

Lin Zhiyao unconsciously tightened her grip on the white cane, her feet seemed rooted to the spot, her calf muscles tensed and slightly spasmed.

For a moment, he couldn't take another step.

Lin Zhiyao felt like a rusty gear stuck in place. She could sense that Shen Jin had also stopped, standing right beside her, very close.

"Hold me tight, don't move around, and don't embarrass me."

Shen Jin spoke in a very low voice, almost whispering in her ear, his breath brushing against her delicate skin, carrying a slightly warm, damp sensation.

Before Lin Zhiyao could react, a hand wrapped around her waist with a heavy and tight grip, pulling her into his arms.

His palms were large and hot, his fingers clenched together, conveying an air of undeniable authority.

Lin Zhiyao staggered half a step, subconsciously raising her hand to press against his chest, her palm touching the cool texture of the suit fabric and the hard muscle contours beneath.

Lin Zhiyao's body stiffened slightly. She should have pushed him away immediately, but for some reason she felt... this touch seemed vaguely familiar to her, and even strangely gave her a sense of security.

Shen Jin didn't give her a chance to push him away, tightening his arms to hold her firmly to his side.

He tilted his head, almost brushing his lips against her earlobe, and slowly said, "I'll remind you if there's a way out. Otherwise, stick close to me, understand? Hmm?"

The last nasal sound was drawn out briefly and contained a sense of pressure.

Lin Zhiyao pursed her lips tightly, biting them until they turned slightly white, but she didn't struggle anymore.

She held the white cane in her hand, while Shen Jin held her other hand, forcibly placing it on his forearm.

Through the sleeve of the suit jacket, Lin Zhiyao could clearly feel the strong and powerful lines of the arm beneath her, and the body heat radiating through the fabric was scorching hot.

"Walk."

Shen Jin took a step.

Lin Zhiyao was led forward by him, his hand always around her waist.

It's very tight and very stable.