Chapter 124: Miss Chu, Your Question Is a False Premise

"Uh..." Lin Feng paused, momentarily stunned.

Wasn't the madness of the past few nights enough? It was broad daylight—did she really want to continue?

Besides, he hadn't asked for this "help"; it was something Chu Lingshuang had forced upon him. Of course, Lin Feng knew he couldn't say that out loud. Chu Lingshuang's affection for him was already piling up boundlessly, and if he were to say such a thing, it would undoubtedly make his plan to escape even more difficult.

Facing her eager gaze, Lin Feng lowered his eyes and said softly, "Is there anything you like?"

He kept his head down, avoiding her eyes. His voice was light, but his words struck straight into Chu Lingshuang's heart.

Things she liked...

Chu Lingshuang silently repeated the words in her mind, her lowered gaze flickering toward Lin Feng. The implication was already quite clear.

Lin Feng coughed dryly and said with a serious expression, "I mean, hobbies, interests, things like that..."

His eyes swept across the room, finally landing on the desk behind Chu Lingshuang. "For example, that rose. I noticed you have roses in many places at your villa, and here in your office, too. From that, I gather you like roses."

Lin Feng was analyzing the situation very calmly, completely unaware of the increasingly burning intensity of Chu Lingshuang's gaze.

She noted that he could even pay attention to such small details; it seemed her little pet had more than ordinary feelings for her. If she remembered correctly, he had essentially been trapped in the villa at the beginning. If he could notice such details even in those circumstances, did that mean he had been observing her from the very start?

"So, I mean, if I know your hobbies, I can cater to your preferences..."

Lin Feng had no idea what she was thinking. He just kept chattering on, failing to see the slight upward curve of Chu Lingshuang's lips.

What a hypocritical man!

Watching Lin Feng as he explained, his voice gradually faded into the background like a soundtrack; all that filled her field of vision was his face. Staring at that face, Chu Lingshuang clearly felt a sense of being valued—valued by someone who was her equal. She felt a surge of pleasure, a sensation she thoroughly enjoyed.

At that moment, she suddenly wanted this feeling to last forever. She wanted him to stay by her side, to accompany her, to submit to her—though, of course, not always just in the capacity of a pet...

"Miss Chu?"

Seeing that Chu Lingshuang didn't respond and was staring at him in a daze, her mind clearly wandering, Lin Feng called out to her. He knew very well that it was best not to give her time to think; otherwise, there was no telling what tormenting ideas might pop into her head.

Chu Lingshuang’s train of thought was forcibly interrupted. Once her rationality returned, she wasn't angry; she simply said coldly, "I don't have anything I like."

Lin Feng was taken aback. "Not even one thing you like in particular?"

*I have one now.*

She didn't say the words aloud; she only looked at Lin Feng in silence.

Seeing her lack of response, Lin Feng frowned, but a second later, he understood.

"That makes sense. With your status, once you have a hobby, it might become a weakness for others to exploit," he murmured, suddenly feeling troubled.

Chu Lingshuang’s eyes flashed—he was right. So, was he feeling sorry for her? She felt inexplicably happy. "You decide. As long as it's a gift from you, anything will do."

This time it was Lin Feng’s turn to be surprised. Was she really that easy to fool? To be safe, he took the initiative to ask, "Any gift is fine, right?"

Hearing this, Chu Lingshuang was about to nod, but the memory of that "Factory Worker's Girlfriend" social media post flashed in her mind—the 520 origami stars, the couple's tags with their names...

Instantly, her eyes darkened. She said without hesitation, "Except for origami stars."

She was no one's replacement. To give her something he had once given to another was an insult. She could even imagine how expectant and excited Lin Feng must have been when he folded those stars. It was 520 of them, and he had folded them with his own hands—repeating the same action 520 times!

As this thought crossed her mind, flames of jealousy surged in her eyes. The arm she rested on the table trembled, causing the dining table in front of them to shake!

Although he hadn't noticed Chu Lingshuang's expression, Lin Feng was stunned by her words and then realized what she meant. "Oh, you mean that? That was a long time ago..."

Mentioning that time, his expression grew somewhat distant—not because of Fang Ziyue, but because of his younger self.

To Chu Lingshuang, his reaction looked like he was mourning a "dead" lover.

*Are you still thinking about her even now?!*

For the first time, Chu Lingshuang felt a sense of crisis. This was no longer just anger; she felt a sudden, sharp fear—the fear that even if she possessed his body, she would never truly gain his heart.

Her emotions spiraled out of control, throwing her into a panic!

*I must never let him leave!*

A powerful possessiveness and sense of dependency forced her to suppress this feeling of unease. Her cold voice turned slightly hoarse. "If you could do it all over again, would you still give them?"

She stared intently at Lin Feng, waiting for the answer she craved.

However, Lin Feng's response left her disappointed.

He answered almost without hesitation, "I suppose I would."

Chu Lingshuang's rage was completely ignited! Perhaps the recent tenderness had made her forget his original nature. How dared he tell her, to her face, that he would do it?!

Shock, fury, disbelief—these emotions flooded Chu Lingshuang's brain instantly. In that brief moment, she felt as if the last string in her mind was about to snap!

"You... say that again."

Her voice was hoarse and deliberate, like a predator poised to strike, ready to unsheathe its claws in the next uncertain second.

When the past was mentioned, Lin Feng's thoughts had drifted far away; all the events of the past were replaying in his mind. Instead of answering Chu Lingshuang directly, he said with cold logic:

"Miss Chu, your question is a false proposition."

Chu Lingshuang, in her fury, was clearly caught off guard by his words. She paused for a moment and demanded impatiently, "What do you mean?"

"I mean exactly what I said. It is a meaningless question."

Lin Feng explained his point of view very calmly. "Assuming it were a valid proposition, I think it should be considered in two ways."

"If I were to relive it with my current memories, I would certainly try my best to avoid the mistakes of that lifetime and use the experience I've gained now to start a brand new life. In that case, the answer would be no."

"But if I were to relive it without my memories, then in the life destined for me, I would still get lost and be adopted by the Xu family, I would still meet Fang Ziyue, and I would still meet you. That is not something that can be decided by a single word from the me of today—"

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at the bewildered Chu Lingshuang and said calmly:

"I don't believe I would be able to relive it with my memories; the probability of that is almost zero. Therefore, my first answer, and my answer even now, remains: I would."