How can you make your girlfriend rely on and love you more?

Xiao Qi called Yiyang, asking where he was and telling him she had a gift for him.

When Xiao Qi arrived, she found Yiyang sitting alone by the sea, lost in thought.

“Yiyang, how do you have time to daydream? Aren’t you supposed to be painting?”

Yiyang gazed at the blue expanse of the sea. “I don’t have any inspiration. I don’t know what to paint.”

“But you’re on a deadline!” Xiao Qi pulled him to his feet, looking more anxious than he did. “Hurry back and paint, or your exhibition will be ruined.”

“You don’t understand art.” Yiyang sounded a little helpless. “Forget it, let’s not talk about this. Weren’t you going to give me a gift?”

“Well…”

She had intended to give him a present, but then thought of how President Lin had snatched away the gift she bought—even all the couple dolls in her shop had been bought up.

“I was just joking, really. I wanted to see how your painting was coming along.”

Yiyang didn’t mind her joke. He shrugged. “Didn’t I just say, I have no inspiration.”

“How can you have no inspiration?” Xiao Qi said anxiously. “If you don’t finish the painting, that foreigner will leave, and you’ll regret it when it’s too late.”

Regret?

He thought of Joanna.

He did not regret liking her, but he hoped she would regret liking his brother.

Suddenly, an idea struck him. “I’ve got it.”

Xiao Qi was confused. “Got what?”

“I know what I want to paint.” Yiyang’s handsome, sunny face lit up with joy as he looked at her. “Xiyang, thank you. Come on, keep me company while I paint.”

…

Xiao Qi leaned on the table, cupping her cheeks with both hands, gazing adoringly at the boy who was deeply absorbed in his painting.

Golden sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a golden halo around him.

Wow, he really is the prince of my dreams.

So sunny, so handsome!

Suddenly, the phone on the table vibrated.

It was Yiyang’s phone.

She glanced at the caller ID.

Yiyang had said that at a critical moment like this, he couldn’t be disturbed.

So she answered softly.

Hearing Xiyang’s voice, the man on the other end was instantly consumed by jealousy.

“Didn’t I tell you not to disturb Yiyang while he’s painting at such a crucial time?”

“I’m not disturbing him,” Xiao Qi whispered into the phone. “I’m giving Yiyang inspiration! Why are you calling? I’ll pass on the message to Yiyang later.”

Yi Chen wished he could pull her to his side through the phone.

But there was an urgent matter at hand. “Cruz changed his flight. He’s already on his way to the airport. If the painting isn’t finished, the exhibition will have to be canceled.”

“He’s painting right now,” Xiao Qi glanced at the canvas. “Looks like he’ll be done soon.”

“But Cruz is already on his way to the airport. There’s not enough time.”

Xiao Qi looked at Yiyang, who was painting intently, then turned away from him and used her powers to make the phone float in midair.

Whoa, my powers are back?

Well, that makes things easier.

“Yiyang will be done soon. You pick him up and take him to the airport. I’ll go find that foreigner.”

She hung up and dashed out.

Yi Chen frowned. Was she going to use her witchcraft again?

He thought of how she had resisted when he kissed her in the car.

So why didn’t she use her powers then?

Yi Chen was baffled. He was an expert at work, but when it came to Xiyang’s strange powers, he was at a complete loss.

Xiao Qi teleported straight to the airport and soon spotted Cruz, whose assistant was carrying his suitcase.

She rushed over. “Hi, Mr. Cruz.”

Cruz immediately understood why she was there, but he was surprised she had arrived before him at the airport.

“Miss Ye, I’m sorry, but my boarding time…”

“I promise,” Xiao Qi patted her chest, “I absolutely won’t delay your boarding.”

Cruz checked his watch—twenty minutes left. “All right, but I can only wait for five minutes.”

“Thank you, Mr. Cruz.” Xiao Qi paced anxiously by the terminal entrance.

Hurry up, you guys, hurry up!

Five minutes passed, and the two brothers still hadn’t arrived.

Cruz was about to board.

“I have an idea!” Xiao Qi stopped him. “Please, Mr. Cruz, just give me one more minute, all right?”

Her sincere eyes convinced him; he nodded.

Just as she was about to call, Yi Chen’s call came through. “There’s a traffic jam here, but Yiyang is riding a motorcycle. You try to stall—”

“Tell Yiyang to take a photo of his painting and send it to me.”

Yi Chen immediately understood.

Why hadn’t he thought of that?

The painting was quickly sent. After Cruz looked at it, Yiyang called in.

Xiao Qi handed the phone to Cruz. On the call, Yiyang said, “Sorry for taking up your time, Mr. Cruz. This painting is called ‘Regret,’ but its meaning isn’t about regret, rather—”

“I understood your painting at first glance.” The canvas showed a woman’s portrait, but only half her face; the other half was replaced with daisies.

Cruz praised him, “Mr. Lin’s painting satisfies me greatly. I’m willing to support his exhibition—and I hope next time, Mr. Lin’s painting will show a whole face.”

“Thank you, Mr. Cruz.”

After Cruz boarded, Xiao Qi was overjoyed.

She bounced along the way, as happy as could be.

Suddenly, a motorcycle spun out of control and hurtled toward her.

Yi Chen, driving nearby, slammed on the brakes in terror. “Xiyang, get out of the way!”

As if she heard her name called, Xiao Qi turned to see the out-of-control motorcycle bearing down on her.

In an instant, everything—people and vehicles—froze in place.

Goodness, that scared me out of my wits.

Yi Chen got out angrily and poked her forehead. “Can’t you walk properly? Hopping around like a frog?”

…

To avoid being scolded, she quickly released the spell.

She ran over to Yiyang by the car.

But her nape was seized again. “You still have the nerve to run?”

…

This is endless!

She tried to use her powers to shake off the hand gripping her nape.

But her powers failed again.

Argh, what is going on?

They worked just a moment ago.

Could it be that when he touches her, her powers don’t work?

She recalled carrying him to the hospital that time—her powers had suddenly come back.

So why not now?

Xiao Qi decided to discuss this with Xiaobai later.

For now, she had to deal with the rogue Lin who liked grabbing her nape.

Xiao Qi smiled sweetly at him. “From now on, I promise I’ll walk properly and not hop around. Calm down, okay?”

She soothed his chest with her fair hand.

“If I see you hopping around again, I’ll break your legs.”

…

He tossed her into the passenger seat.

She really wanted to sit with Yiyang.

She glanced longingly at Yiyang in the back seat.

Yiyang shrugged helplessly.

T^T

With the matter resolved, all credit went to Xiao Qi.

Yiyang offered to treat her to anything she wanted.

Moments ago, she’d been upset about not sitting with Yiyang, but food instantly cheered her up.

Food is her greatest joy.

Both Xiao Qi in the front and Yiyang in the back were bubbling with excitement.

But the man driving did not look happy.

Yiyang knew why and said pointedly, “Xiyang, you truly are my lucky star. I have nothing weighing me down now. If you’re ever bored, come find me—I’ll always welcome you.”

“Sure, sure!”

“Sit properly!” the man behind the wheel roared.

…

Why so fierce?

Xiao Qi glanced at him, meeting eyes dark as a deep pool.

Her heart nearly stopped in fright.

Yikes, that look is terrifying.

As if he wants to skin me alive.

She thought maybe she’d skip this meal. If she did want to eat, she’d dine alone with Yiyang next time.

So—

“Yiyang, I just remembered I have something to do. Let’s eat together another day. President Lin, could you please pull over and let me out?”

He ignored her and continued driving.

“President Lin?”

“President?”

“Big Boss Lin?”

“Lin Yichen!”

You jerk, pretending not to hear.

“Lin the Rascal.”

…

The car screeched to a halt at the roadside.

“Get out.”

Xiao Qi snapped back to her senses. “Roger that.”

But the door was locked—she couldn’t open it.

Xiao Qi realized he was teasing her. “President Lin, please unlock the door.”

He still ignored her, casting a look at the back seat.

Catching his brother’s chilly black gaze, Yiyang shivered, opened the door, and got out. “Xiyang, I suddenly remembered something, I’ll go now. Bye!”

…

“Yiyang, don’t go…”

The way she called out was heartbreaking—utterly devastated.

The moment Yiyang’s feet touched the ground, the car sped off.

Xiao Qi felt the car was even faster than her teleportation.

But she was used to flying through the air, so this speed was nothing to her.

“Xiyang,” the man said as the car slowed, his tone brooking no argument, “from today on, I’m your boyfriend. So from now on, you’re not allowed to seek out any other men but me.”

…

He’s lost his mind again.

Xiao Qi ignored him.

The car stopped by the roadside once more.

Given her previous experience of being kissed in the car, Xiao Qi immediately became wary. “Why did you stop?”

“Not going to agree?”

If only her powers worked, she’d flatten him with a slap.

Knowing her current predicament, Xiao Qi compromised.

“What you just said—can I think about it? After all, it’s a big deal.”

Yichen pondered for a moment. “Fine!”

Xiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, she remembered, “Wait, don’t you have a girlfriend…”

At her words, he shot her a terrifying glare.

She quickly corrected herself, “Slip of the tongue—just friends, completely ordinary friends.”

She turned to look out the window, mumbling under her breath.

Yichen, on the other hand, felt a sense of satisfaction.

At last, he’d made some progress.

He took her for seafood.

This time Xiao Qi didn’t eat much.

Seafood wasn’t really to her taste.

Yichen smiled—her taste hadn’t changed despite her amnesia.

She’d never liked seafood.

Knowing she wasn’t full, he drove to the night market they’d visited before.

This time, Xiao Qi ate to her heart’s content.

The man beside her wiped her mouth. “Don’t eat too much, or your stomach will suffer.”

“Got it, got it.”

At ten, Yichen took her home. Before leaving, he ruffled her uneven short hair. “I’m your boyfriend now. Take your time and think it over, okay?”

“Oh!”

After Yichen went home and showered, he sat in front of his laptop, lost in thought for a long while.

Then he opened his laptop and searched: “How to make your girlfriend depend on and love you more?”

In the past, Xiyang had relied on him a lot; now, it seemed she didn’t depend on him at all.

On the contrary, he found himself becoming more and more reliant on her.

Searching for this kind of question was a rare thing for Yichen.

The results listed many answers.

First: If your girlfriend is complex, fickle, and moody, spend more money on her.

Second: If your girlfriend is pure and innocent, spend your time and energy on her.

Third: If your girlfriend is a bit spoiled and likes to act cute, shower her with sweet words and lots of pampering.

Fourth: If your girlfriend is a tomboy, tease her, help her occasionally, and at critical moments, seduce her. That way, your tomboy will be unable to resist you.

Fifth: If you’re rich and handsome enough, give her flowers, bags, gifts—give her everything, accompany her everywhere—meals, movies, trips. In short, keep giving and accompanying, and whatever your girlfriend wants, give it to her. That way, any woman will let you have her heart.

…

After reading them all, Yichen thought the fourth option seemed most feasible.

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Xiao Qi collapsed onto her bed and fell asleep at once.

Before dawn, she woke up.

She immediately shook the little white furball at her bedside awake.

Disturbed from its sleep, Xiaobai was disgruntled.

“Xiao Qi, why are you making such a fuss so early? I still want to sleep!”

“Sleep later, I have a question I just can’t figure out.”