Who would have thought he’d secretly keep a mistress hidden away like that!

Before he could finish speaking, the two bodyguards stepped forward and forcibly dragged Yiyang away.

Yiyang struggled desperately. “Brother, this is restricting my personal freedom.”

“I’ve already given you freedom,” Yichen’s dark eyes turned to Yiyang, his handsome face a little cold. “Do you realize you’ve already signed the contract? If you don’t finish the painting within the stipulated time, you’ll owe a hefty compensation. If you break the terms, you’ll spend your days in prison. Take him away.”

Suddenly, a soft body hugged him tightly. Wow, his hormones are simply irresistible.

Xiaoqi held onto Yichen, her face glowing with adoration as she stared dreamily at his blue shirt. Half an hour ago, the sensation of her hand touching his chest muscles was unforgettable.

Yiyang stared, dumbfounded. Is this… Xiyang thinking about my brother?

“Xiyang,” Yichen called her, his cold and handsome face softened with a smile, “If you want to hug me, you can do it later at home, alright?”

“No, no,” Xiaoqi’s big eyes stayed fixed on his collar, “Um, can I touch it?”

She looked up at him, her eyes full of hope.

Yichen found her hopeful gaze amusing, pinched her nose, and said, “Permission granted.”

Xiaoqi immediately flashed her little tiger teeth, raised her paws, then suddenly remembered and shook her head.

“I’ll come to your house tonight, you can let me touch it then, okay?”

Yiyang smiled and nodded, “Alright.”

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To prevent Yiyang from running away again, this time he was taken directly home.

Of course, Xiaoqi came too.

She sent her aunt a text, simply saying she’d be staying at Lin Yichen’s house.

On the other end, Fang Yun was overjoyed—they were moving at lightning speed!

Yiyang was assigned to sleep on the second floor.

Xiaoqi stayed in the same bedroom as that night.

Yiyang, deliberately teasing someone, wrapped his arm around Xiaoqi’s shoulder. “Xiyang, my brother’s villa is huge. Come on, I’ll show you around.”

“Sure!” she replied.

Before she could take a step, like a game of ‘Catch the Chick,’ Xiaoqi was pulled by the neck to Yichen’s side. “It’s quite contemptible to be so generous with someone else’s property,” he said.

Yiyang: “…”

After Yichen gave Xiaoqi a tour of the villa, she returned to her bedroom and immediately began searching for her signal device.

Yes, while in the dining room earlier, the reason she wanted to come here was because she suddenly remembered the signal device.

Finding it was now her top priority.

She’d forgotten all about it these past few days.

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Ah, the male hormones from the aphrodisiac made her instantly infatuated upon contact.

Even the signal device had been thrown to the back of her mind.

Luckily, she remembered now.

Xiaoqi searched around the bedroom, tapped her head.

The signal device definitely wasn’t in this bedroom.

So…

Xiaoqi tiptoed into Yichen’s room.

The room was empty.

Perfect for her search.

To speed things up, she used her superpowers.

Huh? Last time she couldn’t use them here, but now she could?

She didn’t dwell on it, closed her eyes, then opened them again, her vision piercing through objects to search.

Suddenly, a noisy sound invaded her ears.

What is that?

Just as she was about to leave, the door opened, and Xiaoqi froze…

Who were these two?

Lin Yichen and Pan Sen Fangli entered, seeing Xiaoqi in the room. The three stood in silence.

Two pairs of eyes stared, a hush fell.

Seeing Xiaoqi, Yichen’s handsome face showed surprise, then he raised an eyebrow and turned to the two men, nodding, “Wait for me in the living room.”

They nodded blankly and didn’t realize what had happened until they were out of the master’s bedroom in the living room.

“That girl just now…” Fangli began, exchanging a glance with Pan Sen. In each other’s eyes was disbelief, but the evidence was clear…

Ye Xiyang really appeared before them, truly in this villa.

For Fangli, there was not only disbelief, but also confusion.

The always upright and aloof President Lin—who would have thought he’d secretly keep a beauty at home!

Pan Sen, meanwhile, was deeply shocked.

He was Yichen’s senior, now thirty-two and still single.

He knew Yichen wouldn’t date anyone except Ye Xiyang. But he didn’t expect not only had she returned, but was now living with him.

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Oh, his manly tears fell.

“Dr. Pan,” Fangli asked curiously, “Wasn’t President Lin uninterested in women? How come he’s… living with a girl now?”

“That’s Yichen’s first love, named Ye Xiyang. They were together in college. She’s the only girlfriend Yichen ever loved. They had some misunderstandings and separated, but who would have expected they’d reunite now? Only Ye Xiyang can make Yichen break his principles and let her into his home.”

You should know, Yichen never allows any other woman into his home, let alone to live there.

Even his childhood friend Zhuang Jia wanted to visit, and Yichen refused outright.

But Yichen barely remembered Zhuang Jia. Anything related to Ye Xiyang, he remembered.

So Zhuang Jia told him Ye Xiyang left because of something she said to provoke her. That, Yichen remembered vividly.

Now Zhuang Jia is married, and Yichen probably doesn’t even recall what she looks like, right?

No wonder President Lin isn’t interested in other women—his heart has always belonged to someone.

But Fangli was still confused. “Doesn’t President Lin have amnesia around women? How does he remember his first love?”

“They met in college. Except for her… any other young woman or recent female acquaintance, he forgets them.”

“Dr. Pan,” Fangli asked the question he’d always wanted to, “How did President Lin get this condition, anyway?”

Pan Sen sighed, glanced at the bedroom door, and explained softly, “Yichen’s mother died right before his eyes. That caused deep trauma in his subconscious. As a form of self-protection, whenever a young woman interacts with him, he forgets her. It’s not just amnesia around women, but a kind of psychological defense mechanism. Ultimately, he can’t overcome the shadow of his mother’s death.”

“President Lin, always cautious and enduring, came down with this strange illness because of his mother’s passing.”

Pan Sen pondered, “Yiyang became president of the TC Group under the watchful eyes of his stepmother, but if she ever learned about his amnesia, it would become her leverage. Then, things would be dire for Yichen…”

“Dr. Pan,” Fangli said hopefully, “I just saw the way President Lin looked at that girl—it was so tender. Do you think, because of her, his amnesia might gradually improve?”

“Let’s hope so!”

Meanwhile, in the room, Xiaoqi felt awkward—having sneaked into someone’s room, what should she say?

Yiyang pulled her over, wrapped her in his arms. Xiaoqi immediately tried to push him away, but couldn’t budge him. She tried to use her superpowers, but they wouldn’t work.

Ahhh, what on earth is happening?!

“Why are you in my room?” Yichen asked.

“I… I… could you let go first?” she stammered.

She couldn’t take it anymore—the masculine aura was too overpowering; she was about to shut down.

The girl’s face was as red as a boiled shrimp. Yichen smiled gently and released her.

“Did you want something?”