The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend

All the unspoken words stayed between the lips and teeth. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Rong Zhi froze for a moment before suddenly opening her eyes and, huskily, said against his lips: "...I haven’t brushed my teeth."

Bai Su didn’t mind one bit, a low, lazy chuckle escaping from his throat, "It’s okay, I don’t mind."

With that, he turned over and pinned her beneath him.

There was no way to go back to sleep now.

Rong Zhi pursed her lips, a bit speechless.

Weren’t we supposed to sleep a bit more?

-

Nearing noon, neither of the two homeowners upstairs had shown up, and the villa was quiet. Even Ying Hengyu, who was usually the noisiest, hadn’t made a peep.

Only in the evening did some sounds come from the stairway, where a tall man stood languidly, hands casually in his pockets, the slightly open collar of his shirt revealing a hint of a red mark.

Jiang Gujun happened to look up and see him: "..."

Showing off affection?

His gaze shifted away with indescribable discomfort and he asked, "Dinner’s warm, are you guys coming down to eat or...? "

"Give it to me," Bai Su said lightly, his thin lips curving slightly.

This smile, in Jiang Gujun’s eyes, seemed particularly promiscuous.

He even felt the urge to smack this person, who’s exuding the sour stench of love everywhere, back to his room, but he merely thought it. After all, he couldn’t beat Bai Su.

So Jiang Gujun resigned himself to fetching Bai Su’s dinner and watched him cleanly turn back to his room.

Since that day, for two whole days no one in the villa had seen Rong Zhi, and at mealtime, only Bai Su would come down for food.

Xu Ningxing wanted to talk to Rong Zhi about herbs but couldn’t find her because Bai Su wouldn’t allow anyone near the room.

The others wildly speculated about what they were doing in there for two days before Rong Zhi finally emerged.

She changed into a loose-fitting sweatshirt, overall casual and relaxed, but compared to last year, the great figure she now had couldn’t be hidden at all. Raising her arm, the thin, enticing waist was fully revealed, and the white skin like jade bore marks of guidance and kisses.

Xu Ningxing glanced at her, quickly looking up, only to inadvertently focus on her chest, causing him to panic and stumble back several steps, losing his balance and tripping over the coffee table onto the floor.

He winced in pain but dared not look her way.

And Fu Yaoyao, who happened to pass by, exclaimed "Wow," directly bypassing her fallen junior brother to pounce and tightly hug her senior sister, rubbing vigorously against a certain soft part of her.

Her nose twitched lightly twice, exclaiming in surprise: "Smells so good!"

Rong Zhi’s face darkened a few shades.

Fu Yaoyao was completely unafraid of her, and with interest, pinched twice. "Compared to last year’s development, it has indeed grown a lot bigger."

Rong Zhi: "..."

She paused silently, her mind suddenly recalling a phrase Fu Jinyi had once told her, lowering her gaze, she looked at the playful girl and raised an eyebrow to ask: "You kind of resemble a certain type of person now."

Fu Yaoyao: "Hmm? Who?"

Rong Zhi, expressionless: "LSP."

Fu Yaoyao: "..."

She knew what this meant.

Since SL Pharmaceutical got on track, she often visited Fu Jinyi and picked up a lot of internet slang from her.

And this particular term meant—Old, Perverted, Man.

"Whatever," Fu Yaoyao, shamelessly proud and continued to rub, "After all, I like my senior sister~ Liking means sticking closely to!"

Rong Zhi rubbed her head, but remained silent and smiling.

-

The newly planted May Flowers had sprouted after Xu Ningxing’s careful cultivation. Walking and chatting with him in the backyard, Rong Zhi saw someone already there upon reaching the garden.

It was Ying Hengxiang.

Recently, he’d been shadowing Xu Ningxing to learn about flower cultivation. Previously, he studied Western medicine, but after spending time under Rong Zhi’s tutelage, he developed an interest in Chinese medicine.

Still, he wasn’t Rong Zhi and couldn’t spare the energy to study everything, only focusing on what interested him most.

Tomorrow he was to report to school; he’d been staying at Tingshan Villa for two months already, and Ying Fan had expressed dissatisfaction long ago, urging him to return, but he outright refused.

Noticing someone nearby, Ying Hengxiang turned, seeing the girl he hadn’t seen for a long time, he froze, then gathered his cold, serene gaze, and greeted, "You’re done with your work."

Rong Zhi replied with a neutral "Hmm."

"Have you chosen a major yet?" Ying Hengxiang asked.

Currently considered a prominent figure at Jing University, even before meeting her, Rong Zhi’s reputation had spread to every corner. Professors from the mechanical, medical, and perfumery departments all wanted her in their domain.

Rumor had it that the three department professors nearly quarreled over this.

Rong Zhi hadn’t made up her mind, she shook her head: "I’ll think about it."

Ying Hengxiang: "I’m going to the medical department; if you join, we might be classmates."

Studying medicine, he’d naturally choose the medical department; plus, with his excellent grades, he could earn opportunities to study abroad at prestigious schools in the following two years.

Originally, Ying Hengyu was supposed to study abroad last year, but for unknown reasons stayed in the country.

Rong Zhi pondered pensively as Ying Hengxiang chatted casually with Xu Ningxing. With the deepening twilight, everyone returned indoors.

The next day, at school, Rong Zhi had promised Lin Qiming to meet the Jing University president, so she didn’t accompany Ying Hengxiang’s group and left for school first. But before that, she took Bai Su to Lan’er Sanatorium.

Taking a lollipop from the locker, she unwrapped and popped it into her mouth, turning her head, her voice muffled: "Why come here?"

"I’m self-studying at the hospital." Bai Su wore black-rimmed glasses—no prescription, just to mask his face.

With handsome looks and good temperament, girls unfamiliar with his relationship with Rong Zhi often flocked around him. Initially, few were there, but when even patients began flirting with him, he grew a bit annoyed.

Fortunately, Rong Zhi had crafted a diamond she won at an auction into a ring, which he wore daily, together with blood-red ear studs on his ears—a clear declaration he was taken.

This most attractive face he had to shield with ugly, outdated glasses.

Rong Zhi leaned her head back and beckoned him with a finger.

Bai Su bent over slightly.

Rong Zhi wrapped her arms around his neck, dropping a hot, rewarding kiss on his lips. She kneaded his earlobe with the stud, speaking softly with a smile: "Thank you for your effort."

With no time to teach Bai Su, she had to let him learn at the hospital.

Bai Su paused briefly, then grabbed and pressed close, deepening the fleeting kiss.

The minty sweetness spread between their lips and teeth, the round candy rolling from Rong Zhi’s mouth to his and back again until it was almost dissolved. Then he licked her lip corner, chuckling: "Now that’s a reward."

Rong Zhi: "Oh."

She pushed his proud face away and decisively locked the car door.

As the car engine roared to life, the girl’s voice wasn’t quite clear: "Remember, military training is closed."

Meaning, once she successfully registered, apart from time spent packing at home, she would stay at school for a full half-month.

During this period, Bai Su wouldn’t get to see her at all.

Barely rejuvenated for two days, facing monastic living again, Bai Su’s freshly risen smile quickly faded.