Chapter 2 A Wedding Gift Threat
"Your first love Xu Zichen is getting married."
Feng Si had a bath towel around his waist as he spoke, teasing.
The way he dried his hair was casual and wild. Water slid down his solid abs, into places that invited thoughts.
"To Sheng Yiyi."
He paused for a few seconds, as if he wanted to hook my interest.
"None of my damn business."
He didn't get the reaction he seemed to want. He pressed over me, dissatisfied, and stared at my face with a playful look.
"We have to go give our blessings! After all, back then you were ready to throw your life away just to protect him."
"Tell me... if I send that Video of you to him as a wedding gift, how about that?"
"You're insane!"
He caught the tremor in my voice. Feng Si smiled like a devil whose prank had landed.
"Yes. Glare at me just like that. Back then, in the Video, you had this same look..."