Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi

  Fang Zhihan stared at her for a while, seemingly thinking of how to respond, when Yu Gangan bent over and asked, “Are you thinking about throwing away my keys?”


  The man’s lips curved upwards slightly into a smile, “Sweetie, thank you for giving me a good idea.”


  Yu Gangan smiled and said threateningly, “If you really do that, then I will immediately revert you back to singledom.”


  “Then I’ll have to study the Stockholm effect,” Fang Zhihan laughed.

  The Stockholm effect, also known as Stockholm syndrome: a hostage complex that causes a victim to have favorable feelings, dependence, etc. towards their perpetrator.

  “Look at what you’re saying. I am a doctor. How could I let you get sick?” Yu Gangan held onto his handsome face and squeezed it gently. “To cure you, I will try all different kinds of herbs. I can’t guarantee what effect that will have on you.”


  Both spoke with underlying meanings.

  It was a sweet threat.

  Fang Zhihan hugged Yu Gangan’s waist and pulled her into his arms to kiss her.

  Ambiguity danced across the air and enchantment spread across their hearts. As they kissed, the mood began to change. Yu Gangan’s eyes looked mesmerized as the cold man showed signs of lust. He eagerly wanted more……

  All of a sudden, Yu Gangan pushed Fang Zhihan away and retreated a few steps, “Let’s make things clear. We may be together, but I haven’t agreed to live with you. So, you sleep in your bedroom and I will sleep in mine. Without my permission, don’t act recklessly.”


  She still remembered what happened at the hot springs.

  This man was a little unrestrained, unlike the cold and arrogant appearance that he had.

  Fang Zhihan: “.……”


  Yu Gangan smiled sweetly and adorably at him, “I won’t disturb you while you look at your documents then. Good night.”


  She turned around and ran upstairs leaving a string of laughter behind her.

  Fang Zhihan put down the documents neatly, lifted his eyebrows, and continued to look at them.

  In the middle of the night, Yu Gangan woke up and went to the bathroom. Her mouth was dry so she wanted to drink some water.

  As she passed by the study room, she discovered the lights were still on. Yu Gangan was surprised. Was Fang Zhihan still awake?

  She gently pushed open the door, and sure enough, the tall, handsome man was still sitting behind his office desk, massaging his temples while he studied a project plan.

  His eyes were cold and serious.

  When he saw Yu Gangan, his eyebrows softened.

  “It’s almost 4am. Why are you still working?” Yu Gangan walked over to him, glanced at the coffee cup beside his computer, and furrowed her brows. “You’re staying up late and drinking black coffee. This won’t do.”


  Fang Zhihan grabbed Yu Gangan’s hand and pulled her down onto his lap. As he ran his hand through her soft and smooth hair, he said, “I’ll be sleeping soon. Why are you awake?”


  “I was thirsty. Look at these tomorrow. Hurry and go to sleep.”


  “You sleep first, I’ll be done soon.

  Yu Gangan looked at him as her heart ached.

  Others thought he was just smart, but he was actually more hardworking than anyone else. It seemed like a great opportunity for Elder Jiang to hand his company to him, but in reality, it was a mess.

  “Sleep, look at it tomorrow,” Yu Gangan wrapped her arms around his neck.

  “I have a meeting tomorrow morning.” In other words, he had to look at the plan before going to bed.

  “I don’t care, I want you to sleep with me right now,” Yu Gangan looked at him softly as she spoke with a coquettish tone.