"Guys, let's quit it here and play some other games, or is anyone against my idea?" Yang Zi asked, staring at their faces for an answer.

"What game are we gonna play next?" Wen Min asked curiously.

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"Since only Jin drank the concoction, how about we hold a swimming competition like Shui Shui suggested earlier?" Yang Zi asked for their opinions.

"There was no much alcohol in the concoction so you don't have to count me out of the game," Su Jin said calmly.

"Ok, since no one is against the idea then we will settle for swimming competition then," Yang Zi said elatedly.

"The swimming competition idea is pleasant, but what are we gonna do since none of us came with our swimwear?" Shiyi said, staring at Yang Zi.

"The swimwear isn't a problem. Since I had foreseen a day like this I had bought dozens of swimwear of different sizes for both ladies and the guys so you don't have to worry about a...,"

"What an ideal wife you are!" Xiaofei said, smiling.

"Ladies, let's go get changed. The guys will sort out themselves," Yang Zi said, as she stood up and dragged the ladies along with her.

Throughout the day, the seven friends played to their heart's content. There was no dull moment in the house with all of them together.

"Feng, I feel so extremely happy today. Do you know what thoughts were running through my mind when everyone was around?" Yang Zi, whose body was resting on Yifeng's upper body asked with her eyes close. The time was just 9:30 pm yet, she felt so sleepy. This must be because of the activities they played.

"What thought were you having?" Yifeng asked, stroking her hair affectionately.

"I had desperately wished for time to stop," Yang Zi said, smiling even with her eyes closed.

"Wow! What a coincidence I was also wishing for the same thing too," Yifeng said, as he continued stroking her hair.

"Each time we all spend time together, my heart always leaps for joy. I always feel like my heart is gonna burst from over happiness," Yang Zi said, her smile becoming broader.

"I feel the same way too. From childhood, I never had a lot of friends, but because of you, I have got to make wonderful friends. Friends whom I will cherish for a long time," Yifeng said. He was surprised when Yang Zi did not utter a word afterwards.

"Feng, I want to visit my dad, your mum and your dad too. I have something to tell them," Yang Zi spoke up, just when Yifeng thought she had fallen asleep.

"Your dad's birthday is just three days away. How about we go there together?" Yifeng asked, as he eagerly awaits her reply.

"Sorry, but I want to visit them alone this time around. You can accompany me next time or better still, you can visit them alone," Yang Zi said, hugging Yifeng tighter.

"I guess you want to have a chitchat with them and you don't want me to hear what you talked about. It's ok, we can visit them together some other day," Yifeng said, with a voice filled with so much understanding. He turned to check up on her when she didn't say a word.

"I guess she has really fallen asleep this time," Yifeng said, as he pulled the bedsheet and over her. Since he didn't have any pending work, he also fell asleep in her embrace.

Two days later, Yifeng, who was upstairs working, rushed downstairs without even caring to put on his shirt when he heard a scream coming from downstairs.

Racing down the stairs he was so surprised to see Zhao Liying standing close to Yang Zi. Thinking that Zhao Liying might have done something terrible to her, he rushed over to Yang Zi's side. He did not even realise that it was Zhao Liying who was injured and not Yang Zi.

"Hey beauty, what is wrong? Did she perhaps hurt you?" Yifeng asked, scrutinising her body for any sign of injuries.

"And who the hell let her into my house?" Yifeng asked, throwing murderous glares at his maids who were standing a few distances away from them.

"Hey Feng Shu, come here," Yifeng ordered sternly. As he was doing all this, he did not notice that Zhao Liying's right wrist was bleeding.

"Feng Shu, wasn't your job to protect your madam so, where were you when someone came into my Mansion to bully my woman?" Yifeng asked furiously, as he turned and faced Zhao Liying. It was when he took a proper look at her he noticed her bleeding wrist.

"What the hell is going on here?" Yifeng asked, as he turned and give Yang Zi a questioning gaze.

"Trust me, I didn't hurt her," Yang Zi instantly spoke up, when she realised Yifeng must have misunderstood what happened.

"I thought you would ever notice my presence, not to mention the injury your so-called woman inflicted on me," Zhao Liying said with a pained look.

"You always thought I am the villain, not knowing that she is more vicious than me. Can you believe she didn't hesitate to pierce my wrist just because I told her I love you and I will never let her snatch my man?" Zhao Liying said, tears dripping down her face.

"Why should I believe it was Zi Er who injured you?" Yifeng who didn't believe the nonsense she just spilt asked doubtfully.

"Do you think I will be foolish enough to pierce my skin?" Zhao Liying asked. She looked offended by Yifeng's question.

"What can't a psychopath like you do to get my affection?" Yifeng asked nonchalantly. His words pierced Zhao Liying's heart.

"It's Ok if you don't believe me. You can ask that your maid over there, she was here when the incident happened...,"

"Zhao Liying, you know I didn't hurt you so, why are you accusing me? Do you perhaps think Feng will love me less if you framed me for the injury you inflicted on yourself?" Yang Zi asked, staring at the lady whose hand was still bleeding.

How can a lady be so cruel to do this to herself? Is scarring yourself for a man who doesn't spare you a glance worth it?

Yang Zi thought, shaking her head in disappointment when she recalled how Zhao Liying broke the glass of water given to her after challenging her. She shrugged her shoulder when she recalled how she used the broken glass to pierce herself without flinching.

"If you are innocent like you claim, why don't you let the maid talk? Let's see whether you can still keep up with your lies," Zhao Liying smirking devilishly.

"Ok, but before that, can you tie your wrist to stop the bleeding because as you can see you are soiling our beautiful floor with your blood," Yang Zi said carefreely, as she pointed at the spot where the blood had stained.

"Yourong, what exactly happened to her?" Yifeng asked the lady that Zhao Liying said was her witness. Yourong walked closer to where they were standing.

"Young Master, Miss Zhao, was only talking politely before Miss Yang rushed forward and pierced her wrist with a glass cup she broke," Yourong said with confidence.

"Are you saying Zi Er just rushed and attacked her without Zhao Liying doing anything wrong?" Yifeng asked suspiciously.

"Yes, Young Master. I was shocked by Miss Yang's cruelty since I always thought of her as an angel. I know you have always seen her as a nice lady, but she isn't who she has always pretended to be. She is a wolf in sheep's clothing...," Feng Shu standing close to her slapped Yourong right across the face before she could complete her sentence.

"How dare you speak of that way about our Young Miss?" Feng Shu asked angrily. Yifeng and Yang Zi who knew Feng Shu's temperament very well momentarily stood and watched the show unfold.

"Young Miss will never do what both of you accused her of. She is a pleasant lady and I can vouch for her. I am sure Miss Zhao is just lying to make Young Master hate Miss Yang," Feng Shu said firmly.

"Feng Shu, I know you adore me so much but can you let Feng handle the issue. I am sure he knows what he is doing," Yang Zi intervened when she realised that Feng Shu who practised martial arts might knock out the foolish maid.

Feng Shu takes two steps backwards after Yang Zi told her not to interfere anymore. She threw a murderous glare at Yourong, who dared to scheme against their madam behind her back.

"Yourong, you said that Zhao Liying did nothing wrong before Zi Er attacked her, correct?" Yifeng asked, staring at the stupid lady who foolishly fell into his traps.

"Yes, Young Master, she had a killing intent...,"

"I never said you could talk more than the answer I needed from you," Yifeng cut her short coldly. Yourong who looked so confident earlier trembled when she saw how furious her boss was. She quickly exchanged secret glances with Zhao Liying.