"Saying all the right things but feeling the opposite, still acting all righteous as if it's all for An Qi's sake."

Lin Yifan couldn't help but laugh internally, but he knew better than to voice that thought, as it would only stir up more conflict.

So he replied, "Jiajia, An Qi, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"So you know what you should do in the future, right?" Zhou Jiajia asked.

"I do," Lin Yifan answered.

"Then get up quickly and go back to sleep," Zhou Jiajia urged.

After all, he was her man, so how could she bear to see him suffer?

"Okay!"

Having said that, Lin Yifan put the keyboard back where it belonged and then approached Zhou Jiajia. He kissed her pretty little cheek and playfully said, "Thank you, wife."

Zhou Jiajia and the others were both infuriated and affectionate towards Lin Yifan's bold move. They wanted to scold him, but couldn't bring themselves to do it; not scolding him seemed too arrogant, as it completely disregarded their dignity.

In the end, after much struggle, they could only spit out a coquettish phrase: "Damn it!"

Meanwhile, Lin Yifan sheepishly returned to his room.

Of course, he wasn't about to let these jealous women off easily. So, after everyone had fallen asleep, he quietly sneaked out of his room and approached Zhou Jiajia's door next door, quietly opening it.

"Click!"

Since Zhou Jiajia hadn't locked her door from the inside, he entered easily—an event he had anticipated.

Zhou Jiajia was just jealous in her actions in the small room.

The moment the door opened, Zhou Jiajia opened her eyes. At that point, she was delighted, feeling that Lin Yifan still cared for her.

Thus, she continued to pretend to be asleep.

...

"Aren't you still not forgiving me?"

Lin Yifan was somewhat annoyed.

The iron was hot, but then he was doused with a bucket of cold water.

"No, it's true, I'm not lying to you."

"It's not your fault, don't blame yourself!" Lin Yifan comforted Zhou Jiajia in return.

The next morning, Lin Yifan woke up feeling refreshed and very spirited.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he came down from upstairs to the dining room.

At that time, Xiao Fang, An Qi, and Su Qingqing were already having breakfast.

Among the four beauties, one looked upset—it was Zhou Jiajia.

"Hey hey hey! Who made this porridge for me?" Lin Yifan curiously asked, though he already knew.

Because others might not know what this porridge was, he recognized it instantly; it was the famous nourishing porridge, which should contain walnuts, black sesame, goji berries, black beans, black rice...

"Of course, it's your loving Jiajia," An Qi and the others said with a smile, seemingly teasing Zhou Jiajia.

"Oh! So it's the bashful beauty Jiajia, thank you for the breakfast!"

Lin Yifan was delighted, thinking that a woman like her would be a life's regret if not married.

After sitting down, he began to eagerly consume the delicious and love-filled nourishing porridge with a spoon.

Seeing how quickly Lin Yifan was eating, Xiao Fang, sitting next to Su Qingqing, couldn't help but ask curiously, "Yifan, did you sleep poorly last night? Why are you eating so fast?"

She was also an Alchemist, so of course, she could tell what the porridge was that Lin Yifan was eating.

The porridge was made by Zhou Jiajia, and Lin Yifan seemed to know why Zhou Jiajia made that porridge, so she guessed Lin Yifan must have sneaked to Zhou Jiajia's place last night.

"I slept very well last night! Maybe I was just a bit hungry, so I'm eating a bit fast," Lin Yifan replied earnestly.

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