Facing the man who appeared at Yu Wei’s door for the eighth consecutive day, Gu Zixuan stared, glancing from head to toe. "Why are you here again?" Feng Chengjin was in an ink-black suit, a white shirt, with a pocket square on his chest, seemingly having rushed over after attending some high-end event. His face was already incredibly handsome, and with this look, the aura of nobility was even more overpowering. Especially with his pair of eyes deeper than obsidian, whenever he stared at someone, it made them feel utterly exposed, and there was a tension that coursed through one’s veins as if hit by electric currents from his gaze. Gu Zixuan blushed and lowered her head, blocking the doorway without speaking. Feng Chengjin’s gaze carried a hidden depth as he glanced at Gu Zixuan’s defensive posture and her refusal to let him in, and the cake box he was holding in his fingertips crumpled slightly in displeasure. Counting the two days of meetings, it had been nearly ten days. That night ten days ago, with his deep kiss and clear insinuation, he didn’t believe she hadn’t understood. Even if she didn’t understand him, she should at least understand her own feelings by now. Her mood had been bad lately, so he hadn’t bothered her much. But now, her emotions had clearly improved, yet she was beginning to protect herself. Had he indulged her too much? Was this the answer she was giving him? In the air, Feng Chengjin stared deeply at Gu Zixuan without a word. Gu Zixuan was overwhelmed by his gaze, lowering her head further. Remaining in her stance, Feng Chengjin coldly but calmly lifted the cake and shoved it into her arms, stepping around to squeeze his way in, finding his own slippers and heading upstairs. The dominance made Gu Zixuan’s heart skip a beat. Too late to stop him, especially with the chill radiating from him making her uneasy, she silently closed the door, clutching the cake and followed up. Entering the bedroom, Feng Chengjin said nothing, sitting silently at the edge of the bed, teasing demon. For some reason, demon seemed to like Feng Chengjin the best among everyone. Every time he came, demon would fall into an indescribable state of excitement and cuteness. Almost as if Feng Chengjin could play however he wanted. With one knee supporting his elbow, he held a dog biscuit and reached out to teach demon to shake hands. Demon was very intelligent, quickly understanding that extending his paw meant he could eat the dog biscuit, cooperating seamlessly. Gu Zixuan thought of the foolish dog that constantly clashed with her, her lungs trembling with rage. But as she found the plate and knife and fork to cut the cake, she realized it was the same buckwheat hawthorn flavor they had eaten at the hospital, although this time it looked more meticulously made, with strawberries adorning the edge of the cream. A glimmer of surprise in her eyes, she quickly turned to Feng Chengjin, "This cake is delicious, where did you buy it?" In the air, Feng Chengjin’s fingers paused, his pitch-black gaze made Gu Zixuan’s body tingle from head to toe. Finally, when Gu Zixuan thought he wouldn’t speak. He glanced at her lightly, lowered his eyes, "I made it myself." His husky voice was very alluring. Gu Zixuan was stunned, Feng Chengjin’s clear expression of his attentive attitude towards her made her blush. Recalling that when Qin Nuo brought it during her hospital stay, she praised it relentlessly without knowing, which Qin Nuo likely told him, making her blush even more. Without a word, she turned her head and began gracefully slicing the cake. The silence of her actions made Feng Chengjin feel a twinge of displeasure for how she gave no reaction upon knowing he made it. Tightly furrowing his brows, he was perplexed. Just like that, nothing more? "I’ll go deliver a piece to Weiwei." Gu Zixuan sensed the intense gaze beside her, her face blushing slightly. Letting her hair conceal her expression, after tasting a bit of the cream from the cake, she picked up a piece to find Yu Wei for some relief. However, before she could step out, accompanied by a shadow rising behind her, the plate in her hand was taken back and placed on the table, and she was pulled back and pressed against the wall in a few steps. The tall figure brought with it a temperature and a familiar scent enveloped her. He also held her one hand, pinned against the wall, gazing deeply at her, "No answer?" His breath was too close, the proximity made her feel as if she only needed to lift her head to touch his lips. Chapters first released on novel•fire.net A warm sensation grew stronger in the capillaries of her cheeks, even her lips felt hot. Surrounding her was the intense masculine scent he emitted. Her heartbeat, her whole heart was leaping in rhythm with his breathing. Even though he didn’t kiss her, just keeping her trapped against the wall was enough. Her face blushed slightly, and she lowered her head. Actually, there was an answer, she liked him and liked the idea that ’he liked her too’, she knew this well in her heart now. But, on one hand, she had already promised Brother Yu... On the other hand, just look at his attitude, he never directly confessed to her, instead these days he keeps sending her a dog and playing Mahjong, making her dizzy. Why should she be the first to express her feelings? So, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes, saying, "Mr. Feng, what are you talking about? What answer?" Perhaps her gaze was too clear, or maybe she just naturally had too pure a face that Feng Chengjin’s gaze darkened instantly. He gloomily swept his eyes over her face but couldn’t discern any emotions. Had he asked too ambiguously, and she didn’t understand? Feng Chengjin couldn’t be certain. Gu Zixuan looked at him with a slight, involuntary smile at the corner of her lips for the first time, seeing him looking bewildered. Pushing away Feng Chengjin’s body, she walked towards the table, "I don’t know what answer Mr. Feng is talking about, but let me take this cake to Weiwei first." After saying this, Gu Zixuan continued to pick up the plate and walked towards Yu Wei’s room. As the figure disappeared, Feng Chengjin looked down at the adorable demon looking up at him, frowning slightly. The demon didn’t understand the complexities of human emotions, only knowing that the dog biscuits were delicious, and its master was indeed awe-inspiring. It rubbed its proud little black face against Feng Chengjin’s trouser legs excitedly. Yu Wei, who had been working relentlessly on design drafts since the day Zhou Huimei hit her, received another project and had been busy day and night recently. Seeing Gu Zixuan enter, she couldn’t help but feel a little apologetic. But upon seeing the cake in Gu Zixuan’s hands, she couldn’t help but smile, put down the pen she was using to revise the line draft, took the cake, and started eating while operating the computer to work on simpler 3D color selection. "Handsome Feng came looking for you again?" Gu Zixuan blushed but remained silent. Yu Wei couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, "Haha, lucky you’re here with me, if you were at someone else’s place, who knows where you might be by now." "Weiwei." Gu Zixuan blushed intensely at the teasing. Yu Wei smiled, taking a bite of the cake, and couldn’t help but look up, "Wow, this is so good? Where did you buy it?" Gu Zixuan blushed even more, "He... he said he made it himself." Hearing this, Yu Wei’s expression froze for a moment, then she took another bite, smiling with unique ambiguity, "He’s even better than the most professional pastry chefs, that’s not how a diamond bachelor should act, is it? Knowing everything, how could the socialites of Rong City match up?" "Right, you think it’s a bit strange too, don’t you?" Gu Zixuan said, but she completely ignored the point, only thinking about her inner confusion, sitting opposite Yu Wei, she couldn’t help but furrow her brows slightly, "You say, he has the looks, the physique, the career, the personality, and... he can do anything, he’s good to women, with such energy, which society lady wouldn’t chase after him, why does he come to me every day?" Especially since she hadn’t divorced, she was a married woman, and even after the divorce, she would be a twice-married woman. Her body had belonged to another man, she truly didn’t feel she had any leftover value for Feng Chengjin to be interested in, so these days, the better Feng Chengjin treated her, the more she felt like she was walking on thin ice, unable to understand. The more she couldn’t understand, the less she dared to approach him. Thinking of the version Liang Yichao heard, Yu Wei chuckled slightly, continuing to eat the cake, and said, "Maybe he’s just into your type, has a soft spot for this kind?" Yu Wei meant temperament and personality. Gu Zixuan thought about her divorce that no one knew about yet, she couldn’t help but frown, "He likes other people’s wives?" "Pfft!" Yu Wei almost choked on her own laughter, looking at Gu Zixuan’s wide-ranging thoughts, she couldn’t help but laugh mournfully for three minutes for the man next door, of course, she also felt relieved for her own brother for three seconds. Yu Wei laughed heartily, her shoulders shaking. Gu Zixuan realized she asked the wrong person, sighed in frustration at Yu Wei, picked up the fashion magazine Bazaar in front of her, and started flipping through it. With Gu Zixuan not leaving, Yu Wei laughed enough and was slightly surprised, "Hasn’t Handsome Feng left yet? You... just left him in that room alone?"