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He didn't want to see the injured Tang Xiaoyi. Last night, when he saw her unconscious on the bed due to pain, Zhong Yuqing felt a bit uncomfortable.

He saw the red flowers blooming under the white nightgown, and for a moment he thought of the way she had died.

What would he do if, one day, Tang Xiao Ai could no longer withstand the pressure of life and industry? If she could no longer wake up, he would no longer be able to find such a docile "pet"?

Zhong Yuqing wanted to take pity on her, but Tang Xiao Ai always refused him. It made him want to break all the arrogance hidden in her bones.

This contradictory idea had tormented him for the entire night. Until now, he still hadn't been able to think of a clean way to "deal" with her.

He wanted her to ask him to leave the entertainment industry. He wanted her to wear the ruby ring again, but he didn't want her to try too hard. He wanted her to come to him from the bottom of her heart.

"If you're tired, you can tell me." Zhong Yuqing pressed his forehead against the center of her shoulder blade and said in a low voice, "I am your man."

Tang Xiao Ai didn't dare move a muscle. When she heard her last sentence, she couldn't help but find it laughable and lamentable.

Wasn't the relationship between a man like Zhong Yuqing, a playboy like her, and a prostitute the same as the relationship between the two of them?

"I have to participate in the recording this afternoon, so I don't have much time... "Let's begin." Tang Xiao Yi was silent for a few seconds. Since she couldn't leave now, then she would go straight to the point. She couldn't just sit on his lap and listen to these ridiculous words.

Wasn't it her body he was eyeing?

After saying that, Tang Xiao Yi turned around and stretched out her hand towards his belt.

"Lover", this was a beautiful word in ancient times and was an unerasable shame in Tang Xiao Ai's life. Every time, she would try her best to get used to this shame, from the first time until now, she could not remember how many times they had interacted so intimately. Tang Xiao Ai felt that she should be able to let go of the moral norm that she had been in the past twenty years and be able to handle this kind of thing as if it were her own.

Zhong Yuqing looked at her eyes. Under her long eyelashes, there was a reflection of water. There was also a trace of shame that couldn't be hidden.

She had always believed that the only thing Zhong Yuqing had to do when he was with her was to satisfy her physical needs.

"I want to order a song." He liked to be together with her, to enjoy her soft body, to the point of him being infatuated with her. But that didn't mean that as long as he was with her, he only thought about the matters in his bed.

Tang Xiaoyi was stunned. She had already made the preparations. No matter what method she used to 'serve' him, she would not reject him like she did in the past.

"I can't sing much." Tang Xiao Ai rarely sang when she was a student. Furthermore, she worked in a café and listened to classical piano music and elegant jazz every time.

"I'll do it. You'll definitely sing." Zhong Yuqing placed her hand on his waist, still holding her. He whispered in French, "'Hélène'."

That time, watching her sing this French song, Zhong Yuqing was unhappy because he saw the figure of another man in her song.

Today, he wanted to hear it again.

Tang Xiao Ai's body was turned around like a child sitting on his lap. The two of them were face to face and were very close to each other. They were so close that they could feel the warmth of his body and his breathing.

"Jem 'appelleHélène, Jesuisunefille …" After a few seconds, Tang Xiao Ai began to sing.

There was no music to accompany her, and her voice was clear and soft, with an afternoon fragrance under the rose canopy, reminiscent of a schoolboy's dream of young and pure beauty.

Zhong Yuqing closed his eyes. He wanted to hear her heart, but this time, Tang Xiao Ai's singing didn't contain any of that youth's first love nor did it contain any superfluous feelings. She was just mechanically singing for him.

She had been trained to be docile to the point that she had no self-awareness. As long as she was with him, she would habitually obey his orders.

He liked docile and obedient women, but now, Zhong Yuqing was hoping more and more that she would have her own stubborn and weird little quirk. If she didn't want it, she could say "no" instead of being manipulated by him like a robot.

"Ettoutes mespeines, Trouverontl 'oubliunjourou' autre, Quandjetrouverail 'amour..."

When she first stood on the stage and sang this song, she thought of her wonderful student days. She thought of the boy she had a crush on, and half a year had passed. When she sang this song again, many things had changed, and she was no longer able to recall her wonderful past.

"Did Little Love find her love?" Zhong Yuqing suddenly asked.

Tang Xiao Yi looked into his eyes. She was sitting on his lap, making up for the difference in height. She just so happened to look into his eyes.

"Why did you suddenly ask such a question?" Tang Xiao Yi shifted her gaze away. She did not dare meet the eyes of the owner for more than five seconds. She felt that they were not from the same world and that he was a terrifying monster that would be eaten if she looked at him for too long.

"I want to know." Zhong Yuqing hadn't used this kind of heart chattering tone with her for a long time. Ever since Tang Xiao Ai became his lover, he would always bring her into his lover's world instead of such a leisurely and chattering world of friends.

"Aren't you?" Tang Xiao Ai kicked back the cactus with her bare hands. Zhong Shuangqing's question was really laughable. How could she still be delusional in love? It was hard to find true love in the entertainment circle, and she was also Zhong Yueqing's secret lover. Their relationship in her heart was not a proper relationship, a relationship unrelated to love!

"You really think so?" Zhong Yuqing pressed her against his chest. He liked the feeling of holding her, soft as a cloud.

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Tang Xiaoyi was silent for a moment before she leaned on Zhong Yuanzhi's shoulder and asked in a soft voice.

If anyone had come in to see this scene, they would have thought they were a pair of beloved lovers. The way Zhong had hugged her was the way a man doted on a woman, especially a man like Zhong. Only when he really liked a woman would he treat her like a child.

"Of course." Zhong Yuqing said while kissing her hair.

"Do you like Nietzsche?" Tang Xiaoyi was silent for a long time. She was obviously considering whether or not she would make Zhong Yuqing unhappy.

"We don't seem to know much about each other. You don't even know my hobbies." Zhong Yuqing gently caressed her back. If she hadn't let Qin Junning make her a star, she wouldn't have been so busy, so busy that she didn't have time to get to know him properly.

Zhong Yuqing didn't like geniuses or madmen. He was a practical person who liked people like Zhang Juzheng.

"Nietzsche once said that what man ultimately loves is his desire, not what he wants. Do you agree with that? " Tang Xiao Ai didn't give a positive answer, but used Nietzsche's words to indirectly answer Zhong's question.

Zhong Yuqing's lips curled up into a vague smile. His lover had become crafty, actually allowing him to answer his own questions.

True, what he ultimately loved was his own desire, but he also wanted what he wanted.

He was an ambitious person. The moment he set his eyes on a target, he would go all out. He definitely wouldn't give up halfway.

"Little Love, the show business isn't suitable for you. You should do some academic work." Zhong Yuqing said while holding her soft waist.