The Obsessive Tycoon Claims the Deserted Heiress-Chapter 70 - 069: I want you to come with me to a place.

The first rays of dawn softly spilled into the cold hospital room, infusing it with an unexpected touch of warmth.

When Yu Zhi opened her eyes, the spot beside her was already empty.

She sat up and leaned against the headboard, her gaze instinctively sweeping around the room, but there was still no sign of him.

Yu Zhi lowered her head slightly, her soft fingertips playing with a strand of hair, her expression inexplicably tinged with dejection, though she could only silently brood over it by herself.

When Shi Weiqing came through the door carrying a thermal container, he immediately noticed the subtle brightness in the young girl's eyes. He quickly approached and patted her head gently: "Hungry?"

"Mm." Yu Zhi's lips curved into a faint smile. She pointed to the thermal container: "Did you go out to buy breakfast?"

Shi Weiqing opened the container, his tone casual: "I went home and made porridge just now."

"Have a taste first." He scooped up a small spoonful, blowing on it lightly before bringing it to her lips.

Yu Zhi stole a glance at him, then took a sip before feigning nonchalance as she asked, "Did you make this yourself?"

"Who else would it be?" Shi Weiqing playfully tapped her forehead before scooping up another spoonful.

The plain porridge wasn't particularly flavorful, yet every time he brought the spoon to her lips, Yu Zhi's heart felt as though it had been filled with honey—warm and inexplicably sweet.

By the time the thermal container was nearly empty, Shi Weiqing finally stopped feeding her. He tilted her chin to gently wipe her lips: "Still want more?"

"I'm too full." This time, Yu Zhi didn't avoid his touch. Even the barriers she had put up against him had nearly all crumbled.

Shi Weiqing's gaze lingered on her slightly reddened lips, and he couldn't help recalling the night in the bedroom. His throat tightened, and he turned his head slightly, a little uneasy.

Yet the tips of his ears were instantly tinged with a blush.

Focusing on tidying up the thermal container, he avoided her eyes: "Later, we'll do a full-body examination. If everything's fine, we'll go home."

The mention of this brought back memories of the events from the previous night. Yu Zhi's gaze darkened slightly, and her tone grew colder: "I want to visit the Yu Family."

"There's no need."

"Hm?"

"It's already taken care of." Shi Weiqing sat down close to her, holding her soft, delicate hand and giving it a gentle squeeze: "Don't worry, so long as I'm here."

It was the second time Yu Zhi had heard him say, "So long as I'm here," as though no matter what happened, he could always be her pillar of support.

She lowered her gaze slightly, staring at their interlocked hands, and the gentle ripples in her light brown eyes deepened.

After finishing the checkup arranged by the doctor, the two waited for the results. Yu Zhi's wristwatch vibrated faintly.

"I need to use the restroom." Yu Zhi looked up at Shi Weiqing, her demeanor inexplicably well-behaved.

Shi Weiqing stood up: "I'll go with you."

He only released her hand reluctantly at the door to the restroom.

Sitting on the toilet, Yu Zhi slightly raised her hand and aligned her watch with her pupils. A beep sounded, followed by a message popping up.

Rattlesnake: The person who crafted that golden lock has been found. I'll send you the location.

Yu Zhi quickly memorized the address. Just as she was about to reset the interface, the contact name flashed twice more: Someone's been looking into you lately. Be careful.

Yu Zhi's brows arched slightly. Casually, she turned on the faucet, taking her time washing her hands as though nothing had happened.

When she stepped out of the restroom, Shi Weiqing immediately took her hand. Feeling the dampness on her skin, he paused: "Why didn't you dry your hands?"

"I forgot." Yu Zhi brushed it off with a smile. She'd grown so used to holding his hand that it no longer fazed her.

Shi Weiqing sighed helplessly, casting her a doting glance before leading her to sit on the sofa.

He picked up a tissue and carefully wiped every part of her hand, even the spaces between her fingers, as if what he held in his hands was a rare treasure.

Yu Zhi stared at his face as he lowered his head, her eyes unblinking: "Don't you have work today?"

"No." If anything at the office needed urgent handling, he would deal with it later. For now, the most important thing was to stay by his girl's side.

"Then, can you come with me to find someone later?"

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Just like that, without asking anything, he agreed.

Yu Zhi pressed her lips into a thin line: "Aren't you curious?"

Shi Weiqing let out a light chuckle. Tossing the tissue into the trash, he intertwined his fingers with hers: "I am. Will you tell me, Zhizhi?"

He gently caressed her fingertips, each motion brimming with an unspoken intimacy.

Yu Zhi ignored his gestures, speaking openly and recounting the matter to him. Her cool tone carried a trace of softness—even she herself hadn't noticed it.

And that softness revealed itself only when she was with Shi Weiqing.

Shi Weiqing listened quietly, keenly aware of the change in the young girl's attitude toward him.

Even if it wasn't quite what he hoped for yet, even if he still hadn't earned a place in her heart, it was enough to make him happy.

**

The locksmith's residence was located in the suburbs beyond the fifth ring of the Imperial City. After driving for about three hours, they finally reached their destination.

The road became so narrow that Shi Weiqing had to park at a small side path. Taking Yu Zhi's hand, he walked slowly along the muddy trail.

This area had no towering skyscrapers; instead, tightly packed single-story houses stretched across the landscape. Each home seemed to have a few small plots of land out front or behind, with rows of vegetables or clusters of flourishing daisies.

The air carried faint traces of soil mingled with floral scents, calming the duo who had momentarily escaped the hustle and bustle of the city.

Yu Zhi fixated on a patch of daisies, her fingers twitching slightly.

"I'll buy some for you on the way back," Shi Weiqing said as he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer.

His voice was soft, like spring breezes brushing one's cheek, gentle as feathers landing on a heart.

"Mm." Yu Zhi pursed her lips. Feeling as though her thoughts had been exposed, she suddenly felt too embarrassed to look again.

She pointed toward a courtyard with a lantern hanging out front: "It's that one."

With that, Yu Zhi quickened her pace. Shi Weiqing ignored her slight nervousness, matching her stride effortlessly.

In the courtyard, an elderly man with silver hair sat on a wooden stool weaving a bamboo basket. His hands nimbly twisted strips of bamboo at the basket's base, completely unaware of his surroundings.

"Hello." Yu Zhi knocked gently on the gate, standing still where she was.

The old man looked up, scrutinizing them. Placing his hands on his knees, he asked, "Who are you looking for?"

His brow furrowed, his expression carrying an inexplicable gravitas.

"Are you Mr. Wu?"

"No one named Wu lives here. You've got the wrong place." The old man cast them a faint glance, his tone laced with impatience.