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Xiao Qi cautiously stepped into territory of unknown ownership with a sense of pilgrimage, her small head darting slightly from side to side.

Upon reaching the room, Yichen pushed open the door and turned on the lights, instantly revealing a comfortable and spacious bedroom before her eyes.

A trace of surprise flickered across her face, followed by excitement.

Unable to help herself, she murmured, "How truly beautiful."

She had assumed that all the decorations and furniture in this apartment were strictly black and white!

Look at these vibrant furnishings, and the layout of this bedroom.

It was simply a feast for the eyes.

Xiao Qi said with a bright, beaming smile, "Why is this bedroom so gorgeous?"

In truth, Yichen could not explain it either, yet this was the bedroom where he slept.

He was actually quite baffled himself as to why the other rooms and the living room were predominantly themed in cold colors, while this single room alone was different.

Nonetheless, he knew that because of his amnesia, it was only normal that he could not comprehend many things.

In reality, this bedroom had been specially prepared for Xiyang, with the intention that they would share it after graduation; however, having lost his memories of her, he could not articulate this.

Since he could not explain, he naturally gave no response, simply saying indifferently, "The view from this room is quite decent. You can open the window to take a look when you wake up in the morning."

With that, he glanced at the pale shadows of fatigue under her eyes and her slightly wan complexion.

Then he walked out.

Seeing him depart, Xiao Qi immediately began pacing and looking around the room.

It was a very spacious suite, complete with a study and a walk-in wardrobe, alongside a huge balcony outside where a set of creamy-white sofas sat casually, looking so inviting that one instantly wanted to lie down.

Xiao Qi switched on the small lamp on the balcony, seated herself on the sofa, and raised her gaze to survey everything, a sudden sense of vexation rising in her heart.

Alas, even this guy's balcony was bigger than her entire room... How despairing...

For a solid few seconds, she could not help but fall into serious melancholy over the gap between them.

Yet Xiao Qi's physiological makeup destined her sadness to be short-lived, and she immediately reminded herself that since she was not an Earthling, there was no reason to be depressed.

Moreover, her alien brain always went on strike the moment she felt low, and waves of drowsiness washed over her.

Xiao Qi had been running a slight cold to begin with, and President Lin had just personally taken care of her and fed her medicine.

Following the medication, Xiao Qi let out a tiny yawn, got up from the sofa, and wobbling slightly, crawled into bed to sleep.

Then she heard the door being pushed open, followed by a mellow yet gentle voice, "Get up and drink a cup of milk before going back to sleep."

Xiao Qi sleepily opened her eyes, staring somewhat blankly at the warm cup of milk.

"What are you looking at? Drink it."

This sentence lacked the gentleness of the previous one.

"Oh!"

After finishing the milk, Xiao Qi finally realized that President Lin had brewed it for her himself.

He had personally fetched her slippers, and personally brewed and brought the milk over to her.

Instantly, turbulent waves surged within her, her heart feeling as though a fierce gale had swept across it, leaving everything in a glorious mess.

A single heart bobbed up from the depths of her soul, bubbling with tiny effervescent bubbles.

She pressed one hand over her chest, feeling as though whatever was inside was about to burst right out of her body.

Keep it steady. Keep it steady.

The Lin Yichen from before used to pick out vegetable dishes and fish bones for her too!

Perhaps she had endured too much coldness from this Lin Yichen, so the moment someone treated her well, she simply couldn't handle it.

Yet why was he treating her so well right now?

Even his gaze seemed rather gentle.

Could it be that he no longer disliked her?

Then again, this Lin Yichen was utterly fickle.

It was rare for this aloof Lin Yichen to be gentle toward her, so she ought to thank him properly and boost his favorability rating.

That way, she might have a chance to retrieve her signal transmitter later on.

Besides, he was her boss; building a good relationship with him would only bring advantages and zero harm!

Reflecting on this, she lifted her gaze and addressed Yichen with exceptional politeness and sincerity, "President Lin, thank you. Not only are you handsome looking like this, but you are also very endearing!"

Yichen paused slightly for a moment, then stood up with a composed expression, walking out of the room without a word, though a subtle arc touched the corners of his lips as he exited.

He walked into the room Xiao Qi had just occupied, and then into the dressing room.

The clothes Xiao Qi had changed out of instantly came into view.

He pondered for a moment, picked up the pink dress, and a card slipped out from the pocket.

He picked it up, naturally giving it no further thought, and held the dress in his hand, noticing a bra resting on the counter.

He immediately placed the dress back down upon it.

Only then did he recall that he had only given her a shirt.

That meant she hadn't worn...

Which meant the underpants underneath...

He hadn't seen them earlier, meaning she had kept wearing the wet underpants the whole time.

Yichen could not help a surge of self-reproach.

Disregarding the hour, he immediately strode out.

Having drunk her glass of milk, Xiao Qi enjoyed a sound sleep, waking up the next morning completely rid of yesterday's cold, brimming with energy and full of vitality.

Remembering what Yichen had said the previous day, she immediately leapt out of bed, ran to the floor-to-ceiling window, and pushed it open. It had rained last night, and pushing the window open let the post-rain morning breeze brush against her cheeks, carrying the faint fragrance of grass and trees, an atmosphere so pure and elegant it was intoxicating.

Xiao Qi took a deep breath, then lifted her gaze, instantly struck with astonishment.

Not far below, mountains were wreathed in mists and clouds, the air exceptionally pristine.

To the side lay a vast expanse of gardens and woods, bordered by the azure sea under clear blue skies—sandwiched between mountains and water.

It was simply like a fairyland.

The dream she had experienced suddenly flashed through her mind; the scenery here seemed identical to that dream.

Recalling the day she had teleported into the living room and, upon seeing the cold-toned color scheme, had immediately fled via teleportation without looking further, she felt a sudden urge.

She hurried to the entryway, pulled open the door, and dashed outside.

What met her eyes were refined and exquisite yet comfortable porticos and foyers stretching north and south; the living room and bedrooms featured low windows and hexagonal bay windows; the dining room connected the northern and southern exposures, seamlessly blending indoor and outdoor scenery, alongside a massive garden...

Truly, it was an exact replica of the scenery from her dream.

Did that mean Lin Yichen's next words would be...

"Not afraid of the cold?"

Catching sight of her legs exposed beneath her shirt, Yichen immediately averted his eyes, his voice sounding somewhat husky, "Go change your clothes quickly, I'm taking you back."

"Oh!"

Xiao Qi walked back into the room, where an unwrapped set of clothes lay on the bed, complete with underwear and a bra ==

She walked over and checked the size; it was her exact size, causing her face to instantly flush red like a cooked shrimp.

How on earth does he know my measurements so precisely?

And even the underwear...

A sudden thought struck her, and she lowered her gaze to look at herself.

Instant, profound mortification washed over her.

My god, she hadn't worn a bra the entire previous night, and she had just gone running outside like that...

How utterly humiliating.

Mortified, Xiao Qi snatched up the clothes and hurried into the dressing room, her embarrassment instantly blasted away by the scene before her.

This dressing room was frighteningly large, with vertical mirrors in all four corners—front, back, and even on the ceiling. Pure white European-style cabinets neatly lined up eight rows of purely handmade suits, and the inner linings of the cabinets were inlaid with pure gold.

She immediately walked over and touched the pure gold lining inside the cabinet.

Good grief, it was smoother than her own delicate skin.

Following that, she fell into a few seconds of despair and a few seconds of vexation.

President Lin was unimaginably wealthy.

Xiao Qi dressed at lightning speed, and two minutes later, she stood before the full-length mirror, gazing at her reflection.

She felt that wearing this outfit lent her an aura of capable charm laced with a hint of playfulness.

Her upper body was clad in a white shirt, but in a doll-style cut with ruffles along both sides of the collar, cinched at the waist with a slender bow belt, paired with black pencil trousers that outlined her slender, well-proportioned legs to perfection.

If she paired it with a pair of black high heels below, oh wow, she would be the epitome of an infinitely charming and capable career woman.

Xiao Qi rummaged through her hair.

With such a capable outfit, her hairstyle needed to match that efficiency.

"Are you ready?" Yichen walked in, and what greeted his eyes was the girl's dark hair tied up high, exposing her fair and slender neck.

The morning sunlight slanted through the floor-to-ceiling window, spilling over her, creating an ultimate, hazy aesthetic set against the golden glow of the sun.

Yichen's heartstrings were inexplicably plucked.

"All set," Xiao Qi said, walking over with a beaming smile.

Yichen watched the girl before him—her hands hanging by her sides like tender shoots, her skin like congealed lard, her neck like the larvae of a longicorn beetle, her teeth like melon seeds, her moth-wing brows and exquisite head, smiling with dimples and glancing with beautiful eyes...

"What are you looking at?" Xiao Qi asked, looking at him, inexplicably feeling that his gaze had lost a fraction of its sternness and gained a fraction of... gentleness.

Ugh! It must be an illusion!

Yichen instantly snapped out of it, "Hold this," and strode right back out.

Xiao Qi looked down to find a card and a white box.

Opening the box, she found a white mobile phone.

Then, a flurry of questions surfaced one by one.

First: The dressing room earlier was entirely filled with men's clothing, so... this was the room where he slept.

Second: There were no women's clothes here, yet the clothes on her body were brand new, implying they had just been purchased.

Third: Where was her pink dress that had cost three thousand yuan?

She immediately bolted out.

In the car, Xiao Qi asked bluntly, "Why did you let me sleep in your room?"

The latter maintained a composed expression and answered briefly, "It was raining; that room is a bit warmer."

Yet I didn't feel like the first room was cold at all, and don't all rooms have central heating?

Never mind, that question wasn't important; on to the second question.

"When did you buy the clothes I'm wearing?"

Since he went out at midnight yesterday, all the storefronts would have been fully closed.

He could only call upon a clothing boutique owned by someone he knew.

When the great President Lin called personally, who would dare refuse to give him face? They immediately drove to the shop and let President Lin pick items one by one.

After settling the clothes, he remembered that her phone had been ruined by water.

Fortunately, his own phone had been placed on the car's dashboard; otherwise, if both their phones had been destroyed by water, things would have been quite troublesome.

He had originally intended to bring the clothes back immediately after buying them, but thinking it was too late, he had brought them in the morning instead, only to find her gone.

The fleeting moment he found the room empty had caused Yichen's heart to clench in sharp pain once more.

Only upon seeing her outside the door had his heart finally settled.

Naturally, Yichen would not recount all of this blow-by-blow; to her, everything was downplayed.

"Bought them for you. Do you like them?"

"I like them," Xiao Qi instantly remembered, "Um," you're not going to make me pay you back, right?"

"..."

Yichen frowned, "They're a gift for you. You don't need to pay me back."

Xiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

This icy President Lin was still the better one; that other Lin President was an outright capitalist.

Then she thought of the third, and most crucial, question.

"By the way, where is my pink dress?"