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

Shen Jin noticed her change and became even more forceful, pulling the scarf until one end came loose.

It completely covered Lin Zhiyao's face.

Lin Zhiyao's breathing became shallow.

Shen Jin stared intently at the scene before him, his breath catching in his throat before suddenly becoming heavy.

He took the opportunity to untie the restraints on Lin Zhiyao's wrists, but the next second, he flipped Lin Zhiyao over, pressed her against the back of the seat, and wrapped the scarf around her eyes to block her vision.

The smell is stronger now.

"Teacher Shen..."

Lin Zhiyao's voice trembled. Her senses were heightened after being deprived of her sight, making her feel both uneasy and strange.

"Don't speak."

Shen Jin pressed himself against her and kissed the back of her neck from behind, his hands reaching around to the front.

Lin Zhiyao could feel the calluses on his fingertips, smell the rich scent on his scarf, and hear the intertwined breaths echoing in the enclosed space.

The wool fibers from the scarf brushed against Lin Zhiyao's eyelids, making them itch. She blinked, and tears welled up, only to be absorbed by the fabric.

"This ten thousand isn't enough for you."

Shen Jin whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse, "We still need the imported medicine next month. I've had someone contact the pharmaceutical agent and go through internal channels. We can get it for 7,000."

Lin Zhiyao froze.

He... he knows everything...

"But there's a condition," Shen Jin said, biting her earlobe, "that you stay with me until I say it's over."

The scarf was pulled down, and the light pierced my eyes.

Lin Zhiyao looked at him through teary eyes. Shen Jin's face was close to hers, his eyebrows and eyes sharp, but his expression was as indifferent as if he were discussing business.

"Not an assistant."

Shen Jin added, wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes with his fingers, "She's my professional sparring partner in my acting class."

"A sparring partner for kissing techniques?"

"all."

Lin Zhiyao closed her eyes, and tears streamed down her face.

She remembered the medicine bottle on her mother's bedside table, the doctor's words that her condition had improved but required continued medication, and how she had spent the previous night calculating in the dark, only to find that the gap could never be filled.

She nodded, her voice hoarse and unlike her own, "Okay."

Shen Jin looked at her, his gaze darkening, then lowered his head to kiss away her tears, his actions surprisingly gentle.

"good."

He held her tightly for a while longer.

Shen Jin turned her around, straightened her disheveled clothes, and wrapped the scarf back around her neck to cover the red marks on her collarbone.

When the barrier came down, he was already looking at his tablet, as if nothing had happened.

"We're taking off at 2 PM," Shen Jin said. "We have an hour to get to the airport, so you can get some sleep."

Lin Zhiyao leaned back in her chair, her scarf pressed against her skin, the scent lingering around her nose.

She took off her scarf, placed it on the seat next to her, closed her eyes, and heard her own heartbeat, fast and heavy.

The car drove smoothly, and she didn't fall asleep.

*

The car stopped in the airport parking lot.

Xiao Zhou opened the back door, and Lin Zhiyao followed Shen Jin out of the car.

The business class boarding gate had a separate lane, and there was hardly any queue.

Lin Zhiyao followed behind Shen Jin, keeping her head down, trying her best to appear as if she were invisible.

Once on the plane, our seats were next to each other.

It was Lin Zhiyao's first time flying business class, and she didn't know where to sit, so she stood there awkwardly in the aisle.

Shen Jin walked up behind her, naturally took her wrist, led her to a seat by the window, and pressed her shoulder to make her sit down.

"You sit inside."

Lin Zhiyao obediently sat down and hugged her bag to her chest.

Shen Jin sat down next to her and put on his blindfold.

"Wake me up when we get there," he said.

Then I actually went to sleep.

Lin Zhiyao turned her head and glanced at him.

The blindfold concealed his fox-like eyes, revealing a high, straight nose, slightly pursed thin lips, and a sharp, distinct jawline.

Once Shen Jin calmed down, his aggression diminished considerably, and he even appeared somewhat gentle.

Lin Zhiyao turned her gaze away and looked out the window.

As the plane taxied, accelerated, and took off, the buildings on the ground grew smaller and smaller until they became densely packed blocks of building blocks, before being swallowed up by the clouds.

She thought of her mother's illness, the 10,000 yuan monthly cost of medicine, and Shen Jin's words, "I'll follow you as a sparring partner."

My eyes are a little sore.

She sniffed, forcing back her tears.

Can't cry.

Even if you cry, you have to go.

The flight was long, and Lin Zhiyao dozed off several times. Every time she woke up, Shen Jin was still asleep, or leaning against the seat with his eyes closed, and she didn't know whether he was asleep or awake.

Once, she woke up to find a blanket on her shoulder.

Lin Zhiyao felt a little numbness on her lips, and when she touched them, they were a little swollen.

Lin Zhiyao secretly glanced at Shen Jin, who was wearing headphones and watching a movie, not looking at her.

Lin Zhiyao pulled the blanket up a little to cover half her face and drifted off to sleep.

The blanket had a faint scent of pine.

It smelled exactly like Shen Jin.

*

More than ten hours later, the plane landed at Zurich Airport.

Around 2 p.m. local time, the sky was overcast and light snow was falling.

Lin Zhiyao followed Shen Jin out of the terminal. A cold wind hit her face, and she shivered. She couldn't help but take out the scarf that she had stuffed into her bag and put it on.

Only after putting it on did I remember what was on the scarf.

But it's already surrounded.

And it's really cold outside.

Lin Zhiyao pulled her scarf up to cover half her face, pretending she hadn't smelled anything.

Shen Jin walked ahead, his coat fluttering in the wind. He turned back to look at her, his gaze lingering on her scarf for a second, a small smile curving his lips.

"Keep up."

Lin Zhiyao quickly caught up with him, stepping into the snow in his footprints.

The car that came to pick me up was a black Mercedes-Benz van, which was even more spacious than the one I had in China.

As usual, Lin Zhiyao huddled in a corner, far away from Shen Jin.

The car door closed, and the car drove onto the highway.

Outside the window was a vast expanse of white snow, with a few pointed-roofed wooden houses occasionally flashing by, and the distant Alps appearing and disappearing in the clouds.

Looking at the snow outside the window, Lin Zhiyao felt a little calmer.

Just treat it as a business trip.

After this job, we'll have enough money for Mom's medicine.

As for what happened after that...

Lin Zhiyao bit her lip, deciding not to think about it anymore.

She can only do her best to take care of the things at hand.

After driving for almost two hours, we turned off the highway onto a mountain road. On both sides were dense coniferous forests, and the trees were covered with snow.

Finally, it stopped in front of a wooden building.

It wasn't a hotel; it was more like a private vacation villa, three stories high with a pointed roof and large glass windows that reflected the dark sky and the snow-covered mountains.

The courtyard behind was dimly lit and filled with rising mist; there must be a hot spring there.

Lin Zhiyao got out of the car with Shen Jin, and Xiao Zhou followed behind them, dragging their luggage through the gate.

The interior is even more spacious than the exterior. The living room on the first floor has a full-length window that faces the distant snow-capped mountains.

The heating was very strong, and Lin Zhiyao's face felt hot from the hot air, so she took off her scarf.

Shen Jin was already explaining things to Xiao Zhou, "Put the luggage upstairs. There probably won't be time for breakfast. Lunch will be delivered at 2 PM tomorrow."

Xiao Zhou nodded and dragged two large suitcases upstairs.

Only Shen Jin and Lin Zhiyao remained in the living room.