021: If I don’t press forward, I simply cannot ward off this evil.

Yiyang was a little baffled. “Brother, why are you looking at me like that? Do you have something to say to me?”

“No!”

In the end, he didn’t mention Joanna.

Yichen stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, letting the night breeze sweep over him. Outside, the lights of the bustling city glittered like diamonds scattered on a sea of sand, casting a dim glow in the darkness.

He couldn’t help but take out his phone.

The other end picked up quickly. “President Lin, aren’t you going to sleep?”

Whenever he heard her voice, it was as if a gentle breeze had swept through his heart, making the whole world tranquil and warm.

His deep, mellow voice asked, “What are you doing?”

Before Xiao Qi could reply, Fang Yun’s voice rang out from the other end, raised in volume. “Xiao Qi, don’t forget to bring the poster for our restaurant’s event tomorrow and have President Lin sign it.”

Xiao Qi remembered at once.

No wonder, every time she saw Lin Yichen, she felt she had forgotten something.

Such a scatterbrain.

But before she could speak, Yichen said first, “I’ll drive over now to sign it.”

“No, no, it’s late now. I’ll come by tomorrow.”

“Alright.”

For a moment, silence hung between them.

“Um...”

“Xiyang!”

“Hmm?”

“Good night!”

Xiao Qi didn’t understand why, but a nameless emotion stirred in her heart.

She didn’t dwell on it. “Good night, good night!”

After hanging up, she realized she hadn’t even told him what the poster was about, yet he had agreed readily to sign it.

No more thinking about it.

Now she was Ye Xiyang, the one he loved. For someone you love, you always say yes.

Lying in bed, she recalled how they hadn’t watched the movie at the cinema, and Lin Yichen hadn’t mentioned it.

Ah! This Lin Yichen really spoils his girlfriend.

The next morning, Fang Yun dragged the deeply sleeping Xiao Qi out of bed.

Usually, she wore her work uniform to deliver food, but this time Fang Yun handed her a pink dress. “Xiyang, hurry and put this on.”

Xiao Qi was confused. “Auntie, won’t wearing a dress make it hard to deliver food?”

“You’re not delivering today...” Fang Yun considered for a moment, then smiled, “Today your main task is to get President Lin’s signature, and by the way, deliver breakfast to him.”

Usually, Xiao Qi delivered food when no one was around, using her teleportation trick.

But today, Fang Yun brought out a little pink scooter.

“Xiyang, you walk every day to deliver food. It’s tiring. From today, this little scooter will accompany you.”

Xiao Qi looked at the pink, miniature scooter. “Auntie, but I don’t know how to ride it.”

Aunt Fang looked at her with disdain. “Your memory loss even made you forget how to ride a scooter.”

Xiao Qi: “……”

“Why don’t you practice first?” Fang Yun wiped the keys and started the scooter. “Come on, try it out.”

To Xiao Qi, having this thing actually made it more tiring.

Using her teleportation, she’d have to keep track of the scooter as well.

So...

“Auntie, walking to deliver food is good for physical fitness, so I don’t need this.”

“No way, no way,” Fang Yun replied with no room for negotiation. “You have to use this. President Lin’s company is a bit far from here, and if you rely on your own feet, it’ll be dark by the time you get there!”

She wanted Xiyang to go earlier so the two could spend more time alone.

The negotiation ended with...

The pink scooter wobbled along, growing slower and slower, and then—

Huh? Why won’t it move?

Could it be broken?

Xiao Qi got off to check, but didn’t understand much.

But one thing was certain: it wouldn’t budge.

Auntie had bought a dud.

Really, what now?

She checked it over.

Squatting down, she inspected it from every angle.

The phone in her pocket rang—it was Lin Yichen.

He asked when she would arrive.

Xiao Qi, frustrated by the scooter, snapped, “I don’t know, I don’t know!” and hung up.

On the other end, Lin Yichen frowned.

He grabbed his jacket and strode out of the office, telling Fang Li, “We’ll start the meeting later.”

Halfway there, his dashboard phone rang—it was Pan Sen.

“Hey? Yichen, your girlfriend is really something. She’s squatting in the middle of the road, with trucks roaring past her.”

At his words, Yichen’s face tightened with worry. “Is she alright?”

“She’s fine, just a close call. But I’m still shaken. Hurry over. I told her to move to the sidewalk, but she won’t listen.”

Yichen hung up, and his car screeched as it sped down the road like the wind.

Xiao Qi was so angry, she was about to dismantle the pink scooter piece by piece.

Damn it, what’s wrong with this thing?

Pan Sen, standing nearby, looked at her, speechless. “Xiyang, if you want to fix it, push it to the side. It’s dangerous to repair it in the middle of the road.”

He felt nervous just watching.

“I won’t move it. I won’t let this thing get the better of me.”

“……”

He had just happened to pass by and spotted her squatting in the road.

Such stubbornness.

Xiao Qi’s hands, face, and pink dress were smeared with dirt from trying to fix the scooter.

She wanted to stomp it into oblivion, when suddenly her neck was gripped, and she was hauled to the roadside.

“Who is it?” She looked up into a cold, angry, handsome face.

“Why are you here?”

“Do you not have a brain?” Lin Yichen’s face was filled with anger. “Even a three-year-old knows it’s dangerous in the middle of the road.”

For some reason, facing the furious man, Xiao Qi didn’t feel angry at all. In fact, she felt something strange inside.

She realized she’d made a mistake and hung her head, saying nothing.

Pan Sen watched Lin Yichen’s stern scolding and Xiyang’s drooping head.

“How nostalgic,” Pan Sen’s eyes crinkled in a smile.

It had been so long since he’d seen this scene.

Yichen, even in university, had always been mature for his age, handling things smoothly and rarely losing his temper—except for the person before him. When she made mistakes, he would scold her for ages.

Back then, so many beautiful girls liked Yichen, but he chose Ye Xiyang.

Their classmates watched this chase with amusement.

No one believed Lin Yichen would accept this girl, especially since there were plenty with better prospects.

But he chose her.

Many girls later regretted not pursuing him as persistently and enthusiastically as Ye Xiyang had.

Then Ye Xiyang suddenly left, and Lin Yichen was single again. Those who had secretly liked him became restless.

Some began to pursue him, with a fervor even greater than Ye Xiyang’s once had, but Lin Yichen rejected them all.

He never remembered other girls anyway.

Back then, Pan Sen couldn’t help but ask, “If you didn’t have amnesia, would you give any of them a chance?”

Yichen replied in a few calm words, “The only one among them would be Xiyang.”

Pan Sen thought, for Lin Yichen, Ye Xiyang was like water—only he knew whether it was warm or cold.

After being scolded by the CEO Lin, Xiao Qi was obedient and didn’t talk back.

But President Lin still wore a stern expression, grabbing her hand. “Come on!”

“Where to?” Her voice was soft and weak.

“To my place.”

“What about the scooter…”