"I want to make you happy."

Ji Yemo whispered, his warm breath brushing against the back of Ruan Xixia’s delicate neck, sending a shiver down her spine.

"You’re crazy." Ruan Xixia leaned forward, trying to put some distance between them.

But Ji Yemo, whether intentionally or not, tightened his grip around her waist. Through the thin fabric, Ruan Xixia could feel the heat from his palm.

"Ji Yemo, don’t push your luck!" she said through gritted teeth.

Ji Yemo looked innocent, "I’m afraid you’ll fall off."

... What a bunch of lies!

Ruan Xixia, annoyed, pinched him again, this time harder, twisting with force. Even though her hand hurt, Ji Yemo’s breathing didn’t falter one bit. She was shocked, "Are you even human? Don’t you feel pain?"

Ji Yemo laughed, "It hurts."

"Then why didn’t you dodge?"

"Why should I dodge when you’re touching me?"

His voice was hoarse, hinting at a trace of ambiguity. His eyes, deep like an ancient well, were fixed on her, reflecting her bright face in his dark pupils.

Ruan Xixia was amazed at his thick skin. Touching? She was clearly pinching him! That’s not how you twist words!

"Are all Ji Family members this thick-skinned?" she questioned.

"Hmm, thanks for the compliment."

"..." Indeed, people with the surname Ji don’t see this as a shame but rather as a pride.

The genes of this family are truly terrifying...

As the carousel completed a full circle, Ruan Xixia hurriedly got off, with Ji Yemo smilingly following behind her.

Flipping through the guidebook, the other attractions seemed too thrilling and not suitable for bringing little kids.

"How about the Ferris wheel?" Ji Yemo suggested.

"Yes, yes!" Miaomiao raised both hands in agreement.

Han Naisen followed whatever Miaomiao said, so he didn’t object either.

With the minority complying with the majority, Ruan Xixia joined as well.

Ji Yemo bought Miaomiao a big cotton candy and some snacks, asked Han Naisen to take care of her, and had the staff send the two to a compartment of the Ferris wheel.

Ruan Xixia quickly said, "Wait for me, I’m with them!"

Before the staff could react, Ji Yemo grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back. In his usually calm voice, there was a slight fluctuation, "Are you planning to abandon me?"

Ruan Xixia was startled, so... is Ji Yemo acting cute and pitiful?

"Xixia..." he called her name, his dark eyes deep as the night, unblinkingly staring at her, "Really can’t ride with me?"

In her memory, this was the first time Ji Yemo had ever softened towards her.

In the past, he was strong and dictatorial, always domineering and aloof.

If they ever had a dispute, it was always her who gave in.

Back then, Ruan Xixia understood that she loved Ji Yemo too much, hence their relationship was destined to be unequal.

Now... it seemed like something had quietly changed.

Perhaps inexplicably, she awkwardly tugged at her mask, taking the lead to step onto the Ferris wheel, "Alright, let’s go."

Ji Yemo smiled knowingly and followed her up.

The Ferris wheel gently rose.

Ruan Xixia watched as the scenery outside the window gradually shrank.

Ji Yemo sat beside her, joining her in watching the view.

In the confined space, the silence was such that each other’s breathing was clearly audible.

Ruan Xixia couldn’t take it anymore and picked a topic, "Ji Yemo, Miaomiao’s mother, did you not go look for her?"

Ji Yemo’s eyes darkened, and after a long pause, he said, "I don’t know who her mother is."

"What?!"