Chapter 101: The Kiss of Ownership

Chapter 101: The Kiss of Ownership

Inside the curtain, sensing Spencer’s restlessness, he quickly held down her mischievous hand.

After briefly confirming her hazy consciousness and ensuring she wouldn’t make a sound for the time being, he relaxed a little.

His attention focused just beyond the veil.

Out there, Yan Huan’s childhood friend An Le remained blissfully unaware of the situation here.

“Where on earth did Teacher Ye Lina go? Well, even if she’s not here, she wouldn’t take the phone book with her, right?”

An Le’s mumbling voice came through, but Yan Huan remained completely oblivious to any oddity.

Because this was An Le’s old habit.

Growing up, she had few friends, and solitude was her norm.

When alone, some people inexplicably talk to themselves to break the lonely atmosphere.

In his past life, Yan Huan had a roommate in college who often did this. While playing Stardew Valley, he’d give himself commentary, yet when others were around, he wouldn’t say a word.

“A box, oil? How could such things even exist?”

Sure enough, he soon discovered Teacher Ye Lina’s secret stash.

“There are even books?”

Teacher Ye Lina’s tastes were rather heavy; it was bound to shock An Le, the little fool.

“Flippity-flop~”

The sound of pages turning suggested that An Le was immersed in what she was reading.

As Yan Huan awaited her shy, adorable squeaks like a little animal, instead, An Le’s disappointed voice drifted over,

“Isn’t this a bit too bland? Boring… I should hurry up and find the phone book.”

“?”

Yan Huan blinked, suddenly recalling how she had bought ‘Dragon Tied’ at the comic convention earlier.

He hadn’t looked into the specifics, but now it seemed the content might be wildly inappropriate.

An Le, what kind of things are you secretly reading?!

“.Wuwu, it’s definitely because I read this every day that it’s messed up my brain. That’s why I want to do this… Ah, the phone book, found it!”

An Le rummaged over there, quickly locating the contact for the Spencer family and dialing it.

Meanwhile, inside the curtain, Yan Huan pressed Spencer’s mind, which was on the verge of unraveling, to think rapidly.

The current problem was that An Le had no idea Spencer’s family was already rushing over here.

It wouldn’t be easy to explain the current situation to the Golden Lion Group people, nor would it be easy for An Le to explain herself.

Especially since she was the one holding the Modifier, she was the culprit behind the current situation.

Thinking back, he ought to thank Spencer; if it weren’t for this guy’s unexpected mishap at lunch, it would be him lying on the bed now with this expression!

“.”

Yan Huan swallowed hard, clearly anxious.

Outside, An Le had already reached the reserved number for the Spencer household, pressing the phone to her ear.

Thus, she couldn’t hear the content of the call on the other end at all.

“Thank you for calling the Golden Lion Group. Based on your phone’s origin, we would like to confirm you are calling regarding a school-related matter. If so, press one; if not, press two.”

On the other end, a mechanical female voice echoed through the phone, causing An Le to hesitate slightly before pressing “one.”

“Hello, I am Lady Aria Spencer’s AI life assistant; you can call me ‘Lion’s Heart.’ How may I assist you?”

Holding the phone, An Le hurriedly informed the AI about any discomfort Spencer might be experiencing, hoping it would quickly locate her position.

The Lion’s Heart AI fell silent for a moment, then reported back to An Le that “Spencer currently shows good vitals” and that “staff has already made contact with classmate Spencer,” assuring her not to worry.

“That’s great, thank you.”

An Le hung up, holding the phone close to her chest, displaying a look of relief, before saying to her Little Pinky beside her,

“It seems Spencer’s family has confirmed her status. It’s such a relief that she’s okay.”

However, the Little Pinky shrugged and remarked,

“You picked the ‘Pleasure Route,’ so my ability isn’t lethal and can’t harm her. They’ve already contacted her so quickly; that probably means she didn’t get a chance to cause any trouble.”

“Thank goodness.”

The Little Pinky cast a sidelong glance at An Le, simply saying,

“No wonder they’re the wealthy elite; a mistake, and they can react this quickly.”

But that’s fine. It means Spencer has no chance to go wild, which also means the Big Thumb won’t get its fill.

Thinking of this, the Little Pinky couldn’t help but sigh in relief.

But just then, An Le suddenly remembered something, turning to the Little Pinky to ask,

“Little Pinky, there’s something I’ve wanted to ask you.”

“.Go ahead.”

An Le pursed her lips, taking a moment to gather her thoughts, before asking the Little Pinky directly,

“Little Pinky, are you hiding something from me?”

The Little Pinky remained silent, staring fixedly at An Le.

And An Le didn’t let the silence persist; instead, she added,

“When I saw the older sister named Ye Shiyu earlier, your reaction was quite strange; now that classmate Spencer has taken your medicine, it feels like you’ve realized something and made accurate judgments.”

With such keen awareness, shouldn’t you be a professional player?

The Little Pinky flicked its tongue, knowing that An Le might be beginning to grasp the competition between their fingers.

Yet it remained oddly silent while staring into An Le’s eyes.

“.”

Of course, these things would eventually be revealed to her.

The Little Pinky was just considering whether it was the right time to share this information.

From the Little Pinky’s perspective, letting her develop a bit more before revealing the existence of other Modifiers was the best choice.

By that point, she’d likely achieved quite a few wishes using the Modifier, slowly becoming mired in the quagmire of desire.

So, to continue enjoying the convenience of the previous Modifier and further satisfy their desires, they would want to exclude other Modifier holders.

But now this silly girl An Le had messed up every time she tried, not tasting a single sweet drop, making it hard for her to get attached.

Let alone that she was cowardly to boot; if a fight broke out, she’d likely just forfeit.

Moreover, the opponent included her only two friends, one of whom was Spencer; was it not more likely she’d surrender?

Nope, the timing wasn’t right. She’d keep quiet!

“Ahem, you’re overthinking it. You only felt that Ye Shiyu’s eyes were a bit fierce; don’t you think so?”

An Le thought back to how Ye Shiyu looked at her then; it didn’t feel like she was looking at an enemy.

Of course, it also didn’t feel like she was looking at a person.

“As for Spencer, you already said it yourself; every person has different tolerances. Maybe she just has a higher resistance to poison? I just have faith in my abilities; I don’t believe anyone can be immune to them!”

That was indeed the case; even the strongest of the five Modifiers, the Big Thumb, would be pierced by its own characteristics.

“I see.”

An Le looked at the Little Pinky’s proudly raised head, seemingly believing its words.

Thus, her puzzled expression cleared, and a smile broke through.

From the corner of her eye, she suddenly glanced at the photo album and murmured in reality,

“Little Huan actually left this number.”

The Little Pinky curiously looked at the phone book, noticing the numbers trailing after Yan Huan’s name.

It was preceded by Linyi Gate’s international code, followed by “07010624.”

The Little Pinky, puzzled, asked,

“What’s this?”

An Le turned her head, softly saying,

“When we were little, Little Huan told me he’d leave the orphanage one day. I was a bit worried; if he left, I’d have no idea where to find him.

“So, I told him if he left the orphanage and the school needed a family contact, there’d be no way to leave one.”

As she spoke, An Le’s gaze fell again,

“He said, well, if anything happened to him, no one else would come to take care of him anyway, so there wasn’t much use leaving a family contact.

“In that case, he’d just leave a fake number. He combined our birthdays to make it.”

The Little Pinky opened its mouth, glancing at An Le, whose eyes were slightly red, and then at the number above.

After a long silence, it finally couldn’t help but ask curiously,

“.How would an orphan know their own birthday?”

An Le paused, nearly tearing up as if she’d been pushed past her limits.

“He was born at Linyi Gate, and once had parents! There’s data in the archives!! What are you saying, Little Pinky?!”

“Ahem.”

In the room, Yan Huan, who had Spencer pinned down, didn’t catch the lengthy explanation An Le had given to the Little Pinky; he only heard her mentioning the number she left on the book.

Thus, at this moment, within the curtain, Yan Huan found it hard to restrain his thoughts and memories of the many moments shared with An Le.

Now, outside the curtain, An Le looked down at the phone book, likewise lost in reflection.

As childhood friends reminisced about the touching moments, Spencer, who had been firmly held down by Yan Huan, abruptly became much brighter in expression.

Confused, she lifted her head, as if the previous haze had allowed her exceptional physique to release some toxins.

It felt dreamlike, still not fully awake, but she finally recognized the person before her.

It was that annoying President, Yan Huan.

“.”

Spencer blinked foolishly, gazing at the one pinning her down, her eyes filled with complex emotions directed outside.

Is anyone out there?

Spencer didn’t know, but she felt that focused gaze fixed on her, resembling the intense gaze of someone who wants to seize and tarnish her.

She glanced at the joint that Yan Huan was restricting her with and, without thinking, exerted her strength.

“Boom!”

A force akin to a raging bull exploded in an instant, causing Yan Huan, lost in memories outside, to turn abruptly to look at her.

Spencer?!

When did she get here?!

No, when did she wake up?!

Spencer stared wide-eyed as she saw the attention and seriousness on Yan Huan’s face shift now that she had interrupted him, leaving him shocked and flustered.

Just witnessing this made her giddy.

Memory is a river; the memories of Yan Huan and that mysterious someone outside shimmer against each other, reflecting delightful scenes of the past.

And Spencer stood there, detestable, picking up a heavy stone, “Bang!” shattering that peaking intimacy into scattered fragments.

So, in “Yan Huan’s” river, there would no longer be anyone else’s memories, only layers of ripples reflecting Spencer’s loathsome smile.

“.”

Spencer’s originally dazed expression gradually turned into a familiar wicked grin, even as her gaze remained dazed.

She suddenly locked Yan Huan’s hand, forcefully flipping over to sit atop his abdomen.

Due to the vigorous motion, the hospital bed might produce a slight creak.

Yan Huan’s pupils dilated, quickly arching his back, so that her force wouldn’t make the bed creak loud.

“.”

Still quiet.

Outside the curtain,

An Le leaned against the desk behind her, reflecting with a sense of regret,

“Back then, it was just Little Huan and me playing tag in the park, where there was water. When he was ‘It,’ I’d inevitably lose since I could never outrun him, yet he always let me win. I could still see the gentle smile he had when I looked back.”

Inside the curtain,

Yan Huan tensed his muscles and leaned back against the bed.

Since lying flat made it hard to exert strength, he pushed Spencer away slightly, attempting to turn and sit up.

But just as he turned, Spencer tightly gripped his clothes like a malevolent spirit.

Yan Huan turned, meeting Spencer’s devilish grin just inches from his face.

She licked her exposed fang, looking as if she wished to devour Yan Huan.

Outside the curtain,

An Le leaned back against the desk, suddenly remembering something. Her face flushed, and she covered it with her hands,

“Speaking of which, there was an incident when we were little… One time, when Little Huan came to sleep over at my place, I woke up earlier than him.

“At that moment, watching Little Huan’s sleeping face, I inexplicably felt an urge to kiss him.”

An Le covered her blushing face, panting as she said,

“Thank goodness I held back; this sort of thing, in many ways, counts as excessive possession. I should’ve definitely asked Little Huan’s opinion first.”

Sitting on her shoulder, the Little Pinky, listening to her ramble on and on, said with a deadpan expression,

“After all that blabbering, when will you actually get to the point? Can we fast forward to the naughty parts?”

“We were just kids back then! How could we do something like that?”

“And what about now? We’re not kids anymore.”

“That’s true, but after today, I’ve realized that such matters should still go through Little Huan’s approval. I can’t go against his wishes.”

Upon hearing this, the Little Pinky rolled its eyes dramatically.

Inside the curtain,

Yan Huan was driven to his limit by Spencer, seizing the opportunity, he aimed at her current weakness, trying to break free.

Spencer, staring intently at his face, her hazy eyes sketching his current embarrassed visage even more beautifully.

The usually suave and immaculate President,

Now, out of fear of making a sound, held his breath, causing perspiration to bead on his forehead, his breathing becoming erratic.

This helpless appearance only made Spencer more exhilarated.

Take advantage of the situation, take his life.

This vulnerable side of you, I’ll snatch it all away!

The next moment, Spencer’s face suddenly flushed a bright red as if she thought of something.

She tightly gripped Yan Huan’s wrist, and in his momentarily dazed state, abruptly moved closer to his face.

“Pop!”

A soft kiss landed on his cheek, unbidden, as if she were claiming, taking ownership over him.

On the bed, which had become akin to a battlefield, silence descended in an instant.

The actions of the two froze at that moment, locked within the confined space separated by the curtain.