Zheng Yuanshi cursed silently and took Jian Shuning from Du Qingshuo. “Thank you for bringing her back.”

“No need to thank me. Your sister is very interesting, and it was fun being with her.”

“So, she was with you for dinner tonight?”

“Yes, didn’t she tell you?”

No.

Zheng Yuanshi pursed his lips, suppressing the urge to strangle her, and smiled at Du Qingshuo. “Thank you for tonight. I’ll treat you to dinner next time.”

“Sure.” Du Qingshuo agreed readily, her beautiful eyes flashing with a hint of anticipation, and her lips curved into a slight smile. “I’ll leave her to you then. Good night.”

“Good night.”

After seeing Du Qingshuo off, Zheng Yuanshi closed the door, and his smile immediately vanished. He dragged the woman in his arms into the house without any gentleness and pushed her onto the sofa.

“Who allowed you to drink outside? Tell me, how much did you drink?”

Jian Shuning sat dumbfounded on the sofa, still not fully aware of the situation. After a while, she held up one finger. “Just… one bottle of beer.”

“You got drunk from one bottle of beer? What kind of alcohol tolerance is that?”

“Hehe.”

“What are you laughing at? You still find this funny?”

She hiccupped and continued to laugh. “Because I was very, very happy today! Let me tell you, Sister Du is really amazing. She said she always got the top grades in school, always number one, never number two! She’s so smart, beautiful, considerate, and generous. No wonder brother likes her!”

Zheng Yuanshi had just brought her a glass of warm water when he heard this and suddenly choked. “What nonsense are you talking about? Who told you I like her?”

“Hehe, you can’t hide it from me, I can see it…”

“You think your eyes are that big? You can see it, huh!” He handed her the glass of water impatiently.

“Drink it all.”

“Okay.” She took the glass and obediently drank it. After finishing, she waved her hand, and the glass almost fell to the ground, but he caught it just in time.

She blinked her still hazy eyes. “Brother, don’t think I’m that silly. I know you’re just being tsundere again, always hesitating when you should be pursuing someone…”

What was she talking about? He didn’t want to listen to a silly girl acting like his love consultant.

“You don’t understand!”

“I do understand, really!”

“You’re drunk. Go take a shower and go to bed.”

As he reached out to help her up, she slumped onto the sofa, her face pressed against the cushion, muttering softly.

“Brother…”

“What now?”

“Why can others be so slim?”

He raised an eyebrow. “You mean Qingshuo?”

“Mm.” She mumbled, her fingers tracing the sofa fabric. “She has such a good figure, slim where she should be, and full where she should be…”

Suddenly, she sat up and grabbed Zheng Yuanshi’s arm.

Zheng Yuanshi was caught off guard and was pulled closer to her. He bent down to listen to her soft, drunken voice in his ear.

“Brother, let me tell you, when Sister Du was helping me back, I accidentally touched her… it was so big and soft…”

Zheng Yuanshi instantly understood what she meant without her needing to say it.

His ears turned red, and he thought, this girl… really needs a lesson…

He abruptly shook off her clinging arm and shouted sternly, “Jian Shuning!”

She jumped, instinctively standing at attention. “Yes!”

“Go to bed! No more nonsense.”

She slumped back onto the sofa, muttering softly, “I wasn’t talking nonsense… I just… envy…”

“All you do is envy others. Why don’t you try losing weight?” he said impatiently.

She lowered her gaze, her voice soft like a kitten’s purr. “I… I tried, but…”

He looked at her neck, which was becoming more and more lowered, like a swan’s white and tender skin, drawing a pitiful arc.

He couldn’t help but sigh, but then he regretted his softness, furrowed his brows, and issued a command. “Tomorrow morning, get up at five-thirty!”

“Huh?” She was stunned. “Why?”

“To go swimming with me.”

“But I can’t get up that early…”

How dare she bargain with him? He glared at her angrily. “Do you want to lose weight or not?”

“I do.”

“Then get up when I tell you to!”

“Okay.”

“Now go to bed.”

“Okay.”

Jian Shuning was completely obedient, agreeing to everything he said. Zheng Yuanshi felt satisfied, but then he saw her struggling to stand up from the sofa, only to fall into his arms.

Her soft body pressed against him, and he instinctively held her. Suddenly, Jian Shuning’s silly words echoed in his mind.

Brother, let me tell you… so big and soft…

It really was big and soft…

Zheng Yuanshi suddenly tensed up, forcefully shutting down the inappropriate thoughts in his mind. His expression became stern, and his voice even more so.

“What are you doing? Do you want me to carry you to bed?”

He tried to joke, but Jian Shuning’s reaction was intense, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, making her completely sober.

“No, no need, I’m heavy, you don’t need to carry me…” What if he couldn’t lift her? She would be so embarrassed. “Brother, I’m going to bed, good… good night.”

With that, she stumbled back to her room, panicked like a frightened little rabbit. He watched her, feeling both amused and annoyed, but then he suddenly remembered something.

So big and soft…

He silently repeated the words in his mind, his gaze involuntarily falling to his own large hand. He clenched his fist and then released it, doing this several times, as if weighing something.

Then, a suspicious blush appeared on his handsome face…