Strange... why is there a faint strawberry flavor in this plain water?
Ye Feng raised the empty cup and examined it carefully. It shouldn’t be like this—could it be that it wasn’t washed properly?
Su Yuxin, noticing Ye Feng’s actions, understood what he was thinking. She tiptoed and snatched the empty cup from his hand, her fair face quickly flushing with a hint of red.
"Brother Ye Feng, since you’ve finished drinking, just give it to me."
"Hmm... but Yuxin, it seems like this cup wasn’t washed properly. There’s still a faint strawberry taste in it."
Su Yuxin froze for a moment, her eyes darting around uneasily.
Oh no... maybe I added too much, and Brother noticed! Ugh... it’s all because Brother Ye Feng is so charming. I couldn’t stop myself when I thought about you drinking the water filled with my affection~
"Maybe... maybe this cup was used to make strawberry juice before. I drink it every day at home, you know."
"Is that so..."
"It’s... it’s getting late! Brother, let me walk you home."
Seeing the slight suspicion in Ye Feng’s eyes, Su Yuxin quickly interrupted his train of thought.
"Alright, it is getting late. I’ll head back now. Yuxin, you don’t need to see me off."
"No! As the host, I must make sure you’re properly taken care of. Let me at least walk you to the gate."
Seeing how insistent Su Yuxin was, Ye Feng didn’t argue further. He nodded, and the two of them walked toward the entrance.
"Brother, are you going to tutor Mu Cheng tomorrow?"
Su Yuxin suddenly asked as they walked side by side, her usual cheerful tone noticeably subdued.
"Yes, Mu Cheng’s lessons are on weekends. You know that, Yuxin."
"How much longer will you be tutoring Mu Cheng? From what I know, her grades are much better than mine."
Su Yuxin’s mind began to picture Ye Feng teaching Li Mucheng, and a sour feeling welled up inside her.
"Really? I haven’t been teaching her academic subjects. Most of what I teach her are life skills."
Life skills? Well... Mu Cheng probably wouldn’t be able to take care of herself without her servants. Her haughty personality wouldn’t allow her to learn such things.
Thinking this, Su Yuxin felt a bit better. After all, she was the only one who could tolerate Li Mucheng’s peculiar personality in the past. Surely Ye Feng must feel somewhat annoyed by her too.
"Alright, Yuxin, you can stop here. I’ll head home now."
"Okay, Brother, be careful on your way home. See you next week~"
"Goodbye."
After waving goodbye to Su Yuxin, Ye Feng hailed a taxi and headed to a large electronics mall. He hadn’t forgotten that he needed to buy a smartphone for Xie Yuyan today.
"Hello, how may I assist you?"
As soon as Ye Feng stepped into a store selling a well-known brand of smartphones, a friendly salesperson approached him.
"Hi, I’m here to buy a smartphone. Do you have any recommendations?"
"Do you have any specific requirements for the phone’s performance?"
"Hmm... not really. Just something practical will do."
Ye Feng recalled his conversation with Xie Yuyan about her interest in smartphone features, but her response had been that she’d be happy just being able to stay in touch with him.
"Practical, you say... then how about this one!"
The salesperson pulled out a sleek-looking phone from the display.
"This phone is designed specifically for practicality. It has a brighter flashlight than most phones, a special location feature, and its battery life and call quality are excellent. It also receives signals faster than other phones. And most importantly..."
The salesperson suddenly turned the phone over and slammed it against a nail on the counter. The nail embedded itself into the wooden surface, but the phone remained completely unscathed.
"Most importantly, it’s extremely durable and can even be used to crack walnuts~"
"I’ll take it!"
Without a moment’s hesitation, Ye Feng pulled out his card and handed it to the salesperson.
Seriously, a phone that can crack walnuts is just too cool!
"Thank you for your purchase. Please come again~"
After buying the smartphone, Ye Feng walked home, enjoying some peaceful time to himself. He couldn’t help but reflect, "Come to think of it, since I ‘kidnapped’ Xie Yuyan, not much progress has been made on the tasks. Li Mucheng and Xie Yuyan’s progress has been stuck at 89%, and as for Su Yuxin, I haven’t ‘kidnapped’ her yet, so there’s no data to see."
Recalling the details of the kidnapping tasks issued by the system, Ye Feng had initially thought it would involve the ruthless actions of a villain. However, he soon realized that even a physical kidnapping counted toward task completion, as if the system’s true intention wasn’t to harm the girls but to create some kind of connection between them and himself. It seemed the kidnapping was more like a bond tying them together.
But why would the system want to connect him with these girls?
After pondering for a while, Ye Feng couldn’t come up with an answer. In the end, he decided to take things one step at a time and set the question aside for now.
......
"Huh?"
As Ye Feng approached his apartment building, he noticed two men in maintenance uniforms walking out of the entrance of the building next to his.
Assuming they were just routine inspectors, Ye Feng didn’t pay them much attention. He stepped into the elevator and naturally pressed the button for his floor. As the elevator ascended, he suddenly remembered where he’d seen those two maintenance workers before.
Wait... they’re not maintenance workers! They’re the same two men who were staking out the apartment building earlier! Could the organization hunting Xie Yuyan have started conducting door-to-door inspections? No! I need to get home quickly!
As the elevator reached his floor and the chime sounded, Ye Feng finally let out a sigh of relief, waiting for the doors to open.
Thank goodness... everything’s still under control...
As the elevator doors slowly opened, Ye Feng saw the two maintenance workers talking to a resident. When they noticed Ye Feng in the elevator, they glanced at him warily but quickly averted their gaze.
"Is there anything else you need to check?"
"No, sir. Thank you for your cooperation."
"Honestly, what a hassle."
The resident grumbled impatiently and closed the door, while the two workers moved on to the next apartment.
Ye Feng watched as they continued their inspection and realized that only two more apartments stood between them and his own. Feeling grateful that he’d returned in time, he cautiously made his way to his room.
I absolutely... absolutely cannot be discovered!

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