The Obsessive Tycoon Claims the Deserted Heiress-Chapter 80 - 079: Will you be with me, is it okay?

Shi Wei lightly tapped her lips with his fingertip, the corners of his mouth curling into a gentle smile. "Zhizhi, do you know what kind of relationship allows one to kiss here?"

"I know."

"Then, tell me, how are you going to take responsibility for me? Hmm?"

Yu Zhi pressed her lips together, her cheeks and neck gradually tinged with a delicate blush.

After a long pause, she lifted her eyes to meet his, summoning all her courage: "You—"

"Zhizhi, be with me, will you?" Shi Wei couldn't bear to make her speak first in the end.

His gaze was gentle, indulgent, as if the vast world held only room for her alone.

Yu Zhi's long lashes trembled slightly. "Okay."

As soon as she agreed, she lowered her head and covered her stomach, hurriedly changing the topic. "I'm a little hungry."

For some reason, whether it was Shi Wei's personal bias or something else, he felt that her typically calm and cool voice carried a subtle hint of softness this time.

"I ordered delivery, it'll be here soon." He had originally planned to personally make her some porridge, but worried she might wake up suddenly, he decided to order food instead.

Looking at it now, he was actually glad he made that choice after all.

Yu Zhi softly acknowledged, her mind wandering on something as she stole a quick glance at him.

"I need to go to school later..." She seemed hesitant, as though contemplating something unsaid.

Shi Wei raised an eyebrow. "If you don't feel like going, I'll help you call in sick."

She drank too much last night and got up so early today; if she went to school now, he'd be worried.

Yu Zhi nodded without hesitation, glancing at the backpack sitting on the opposite sofa. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz: "I haven't done my homework yet."

"I'll keep you company later."

"But..." Yu Zhi rubbed her wrist lightly, grimacing. "My hand hurts, I can't write."

Shi Wei: "..."

His eyes flicked to her left hand, the one she was holding, a ripple of amusement flashing in his eyes.

Shi Wei didn't expose her lie. "Oh? So what should we do?" His tone was languid, teasing, with a touch of carelessness.

"It's just the two of us here."

"Mm, and then?"

"Can you help me write?" After circling around her request for so long, Yu Zhi finally voiced her intention. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Homework was her sworn nemesis—delaying it even for a moment was a victory. Skipping it altogether was even better.

Shi Wei leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "If I help you, what's in it for me?"

His warm breath brushed against the side of her neck. Seeing the patch of pale skin beneath her hoodie rapidly flush pink, his smile deepened.

"W-What do you want?" Yu Zhi turned her head slightly, uneasy.

"Well." Shi Wei wrapped an arm around her waist, his cool lips brushing against her delicate earlobe. "What if I want you? Will you give yourself to me?"

That electric sensation surged through Yu Zhi's mind, rendering her speechless. She stayed in that ambiguous position, allowing his large hand to rest on her waist.

"How... how do you even want?" Her expression was tinged with panic, her heart pounding wildly like a drum.

Shi Wei chuckled lightly, tilting her chin upward with his fingers. "Like this."

He leaned down and captured the softness he'd been longing for since last night.

Yu Zhi's eyes widened, panic flashing within them. Before she could think of pushing him away, he seized her hovering hand in his grip.

Half-leaning against the sofa, Shi Wei took the brief moment when she gasped to deepen the kiss, his large hand threading through her fingers, interlocking tightly.

The entwined kiss left their breaths mingled, radiating a gentle warmth.

That fleeting contact seemed to consume all of Yu Zhi's thoughts, making the entire world feel suddenly unfamiliar.

No one knew how long it lasted before Shi Wei finally released those soft lips, thoroughly satisfied.

"Zhizhi," he murmured, his gaze fixed on her plump, trembling lips, his eyes sparkling with a starry glow that seemed intent on wrapping her in their light.

Yu Zhi frowned slightly, petrified, her long lashes quivering uncontrollably. Even the corners of her eyes held a faint blush. "Get up now."

Shi Wei acted as though he didn't hear her, even intentionally leaning closer, their noses nearly touching as his low, magnetic voice laced with mischief. "Zhizhi, do you like me?"

Yu Zhi pushed at him slightly. "Get up first."

"Answer me first, hmm?" He pressed her relentlessly, heightening her unease. Yet she found herself unable to utter even the smallest lie.

"I do." Her head felt dizzy, his deep and hoarse tone echoing in her ears, leaving her heart trembling with electricity.

Shi Wei inhaled deeply, savoring the faint sweetness on her, his dark eyes brimming with a hint of possessive desire. "Mm, I like Zhizhi too."

He kissed her lips again, then held her wrist as he helped her sit up, pulling her into his embrace from behind.

After a while, he whispered softly against her ear: "I'll go do your homework. Do you want to rest a bit?"

Yu Zhi nodded, wriggling out of his arms. "Then go quickly." Her heart was still beating erratically, leaving her uncomfortably flustered.

When Shi Wei walked to the carpet and picked up her stack of books, Yu Zhi nestled back onto the sofa, wrapping herself tightly in a small blanket.

She occasionally peeked at the man sitting cross-legged on the floor, intently completing her assignments. As her gaze shifted from his sharp profile to his lips, she would instinctively pull the blanket over her head in girlish embarrassment.

Repeating this little ritual over and over, she eventually fell asleep.

**

Close to noon, the sharp clinking of a knife reached the ears of the young girl who was sound asleep on the couch.

She frowned faintly, her porcelain-white hand lifting to shield her eyes from the harsh sunlight streaming into the room.

After a moment, unable to resist the combination of bright daylight and persistent noise, the drowsy girl gradually sat upright.

Yu Zhi scanned the room. Not finding him, she blinked, her face tinged with mild confusion as she walked toward the source of the sound.

In the kitchen, the tall man was focused on chopping ribs, a light blue apron tied around his waist, sleeves rolled up to reveal strong, muscular forearms.

Guided by an inexplicable urge, Yu Zhi stepped closer and used her fingertip to wipe away a lingering droplet of water from his arm.

Her sudden touch caught Shi Wei off guard. He glanced at his arm, then shifted his gaze to her face. "Zhizhi, you're taking advantage of me."

The way he said it, he sounded like a bullied young wife lamenting her plight beneath an oppressive tyrant.

"I did not." Yu Zhi denied it with a straight face, even adding with conviction, "There was water on you; I just wiped it off."

Shi Wei: "..."

How could he not know that?

Shi Wei let out a soft acknowledgment, then took a step back and pointed at the cutting board. "Want to learn?"

"No."

"You do." Shi Wei wiped his hands and pulled her into his arms. "Come, I'll teach you."

He enclosed her in his embrace, resting his chin on her shoulder, guiding her hand over the knife and continuing to chop the ribs.