The Obsessive Tycoon Claims the Deserted Heiress-Chapter 44 - 043: Master Shi Video Tutorial

The warm white light cascaded down, casting a faint halo around him and accentuating the fair skin of his collarbones beneath his neck.

Yu Zhi let out a casual "hmm" and shifted her gaze away from his collarbones indifferently, changing the topic: "Are you going to teach me through video?"

With her words spoken to this extent, Shi Wei couldn't help but steel himself and go along with it: "Circle the questions you don't know how to solve and let me take a look."

"Today's questions are all pretty easy." The implication being, she didn't have any she couldn't figure out.

"Really?" Shi Wei voiced his deep skepticism.

Seeing his disbelief, Yu Zhi hurriedly shoved the three completed test papers she had finished earlier in front of the camera: "Look, I've filled them all up."

The dense black writing instantly came into view, but Shi Wei's gaze landed on the reddish marks on the back of her hand instead.

"Move the papers away." Shi Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone somehow a bit harsh.

Yu Zhi paused in surprise: "What's wrong?"

After asking, she followed his instructions and set the papers back in their place.

With nothing obstructing his view, Shi Wei could now see it more clearly. His face turned cold: "What happened to your hand?"

At his words, Yu Zhi lowered her eyes to glance at her hand. Perhaps because she hadn't worn gloves while punching the sandbag, the back of her hand was now swollen.

But it wasn't a big deal—she didn't even feel any pain.

Yu Zhi waved dismissively: "It's nothing, I just bumped it a few times."

"Where did you bump it?" Please don't tell him she snuck off to another place, got caught treasure hunting, and ended up in a fight.

"Just..."

Yu Zhi casually mimicked two punching motions, inadvertently confirming the exact suspicion Shi Wei had in mind.

He sighed softly, his expression growing serious: "Don't do anything dangerous like this again. If you need anything, just tell me directly."

This time it was her hand that got hurt, but what about next time? Where would it be?

Before he could dwell on his thoughts any longer, Yu Zhi's next words caught him off guard: "Dangerous? Haven't you ever punched a sandbag before?"

Yu Zhi looked at the screen, puzzled by his strikingly charming face. She had seen his skills firsthand—there was no way he hadn't trained before.

Shi Wei: "..."

He paused for two seconds and forced out two words from his throat: "I have."

Yu Zhi nodded, lacking the energy to overanalyze his earlier statements.

She propped her phone against a water cup, grasped her pen tightly, and displayed an exaggeratedly grim expression: "I need to do homework now."

"Wait, go get an ice pack for your hand first." Shi Wei's eyes betrayed a flash of concern.

"No need, it'll be fine by tomorrow." Besides, she doubted there was even an ice pack in her home.

The faint rustling sound of papers flipping echoed as Shi Wei moved his lips twice but ultimately decided not to persuade her further.

The little girl kept her head down, and from his angle, he could only see the high arc of her forehead and her long, thick lashes.

Yet, even so, Shi Wei looked intently at the screen as if he would never tire of the sight.

About half an hour later, Yu Zhi finished all her homework.

She stretched lazily, leaned back against the sofa, her eyelids drooping with a hint of weariness.

"Tired?"

Suddenly, a cool and deep voice rippled into her ears like the rich aroma of aged wine, making her inadvertently intoxicated.

Yu Zhi's eyes abruptly lifted, her gaze stunned: "Why haven't you hung up yet?"

When she was doing her homework, there hadn't been a sound; she had assumed he had already hung up.

"Waiting for you." Shi Wei's almond-shaped peach blossom eyes held an affectionate smile.

The gentle tone of those two words seemed to transform instantly into countless pink bubbles, wrapping her tightly within.

Yu Zhi clamped her lips together, her lashes fluttering endlessly, even the tips of her ears tinged with an inviting blush.

She avoided the gaze that made her feel somewhat lost: "You don't need to wait for me." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Shi Wei, afraid of overstepping, didn't want to tease her too much. His eyes swept over her surroundings as he asked a question he had been pondering for quite a while: "Did you move?"

He had given her a ride once before, and it was evident that neighborhood was a villa district. But now, the place she was in seemed much smaller.

Yu Zhi shook her head: "No, this is my home."

"Then..." Shi Wei started to speak but abruptly swallowed the words, "Make sure to lock your door properly at night, okay?"

His concern and worry were evident in his gaze, entirely sincere without a hint of pretense.

"Mm, I will."

In that moment, Yu Zhi felt a warmth seeping into her heart, her delicate face brightened with a subtle smile, like the first thaw of winter snow or the bloom of spring flowers—breathtakingly beautiful.

Shi Wei was momentarily entranced. In the next second, he smiled along with her, his deep, dark eyes filled with tender radiance, rippling with soft waves of light.

"Do you have time after school tomorrow?" he asked gently, his tone carrying traces of expectation and urgency.

"Um..." Yu Zhi glanced at him, intending to agree, but something flitted across her mind. She shook her head: "I have things to do tomorrow."

Shi Wei's eyes flickered briefly. He gave a soft "mm," masking his emotions nearly perfectly: "What about the day after tomorrow?"

"That works."

Yu Zhi sipped from her water cup: "Should I come to your house to do homework the day after tomorrow?"

Her crimson lips were moistened with droplets of water, shimmering under the light's reflection like juicy, irresistible peaches that beckoned for a taste.

Shi Wei's throat bobbed. His knuckles slightly tightened against his phone as his raspy voice escaped: "Mm, I'll pick you up at Shengde then."

Yu Zhi agreed. She glanced at the clock on her wristwatch and got to her feet: "It's getting late; I'll go get ready for bed."

"Alright, goodnight."

The video call ended, yet Shi Wei continued to hold his overheated phone tightly in his hand, replaying her every expression and smile in his mind. His lips unwittingly curled up.

Opening the photo album, he scrolled through a few screenshots he had taken earlier. He selected the one where she was smiling softly and set it as his messaging background image.

From this night onward, there was now a soft place in his heart—a corner reserved solely for her.

**

Shengde Middle School.

Shortly after the bell signaling the end of the second period in the morning rang, Yu Xinman led her group of best friends to the entrance of Class 7, Grade 12.

Her goal was clear, walking straight to the seat by the window in the back row without a moment's hesitation.

"Sis." Yu Xinman looked down at the young girl twirling her pen, her voice brimming with concern: "Where did you go last night?"

The moment she spoke, her words elicited curiosity from everyone in the classroom who hadn't left yet. Conversations ceased, and gossiping eyes turned their way.

Hearing this, Yu Zhi paused her movements, lifting her gaze to sweep over Yu Xinman: "What does it have to do with you?"

Last night she hadn't cared about her whereabouts, yet today, at this particular moment, Xinman chose to show up. Truly 'well-intentioned.'