The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife - Chapter 1998: Nobody Can

Ji Mingyu suddenly grabbed the back of her neck and gave her a punishing bite on the lips, his voice low and displeased. “Only this once, Xi’er. One day, you’ll say it yourself—I’m your man.”

Xi Yue rolled her eyes at him and quickly walked out from behind the screen.

“Hmm? Xi Yue, why’s the crystal light still off?” Wen Jiaquan asked. “Were you resting? I thought I heard something just now. And your brother, Weizhi—he’s not here either? His room looks empty. Isn’t he supposed to be at the academy?”

Xi Yue cleared her throat and lightly touched her freshly bitten lip. Dodging the question, she said, “No, I wasn’t resting. I was cultivating just now and made a mistake, so it got a bit noisy. But it’s fine now, don’t worry, Dr. Wen. As for Weizhi, he went to Skyrise City—he’ll be back tomorrow.”

“That’s good to hear!” Dr. Wen walked toward the screen and said, “Now let’s light up the lamp? I have several questions to ask you.”

“Hold on!” Xi Yue screamed in fright and quickly stopped Dr. Wen from walking toward the screen. She cleared her throat before saying, “The spiritual flow’s a bit off in here after my cultivation. How about we talk outside?”

“Chaotic energy flow?” Dr. Wen looked puzzled and blinked a few times. “Huh? Is it?”

But since Wen Jiaquan was always the easygoing type, he didn’t press further after Xi Yue said that. He just smiled and said, “Alright, alright. Shall we head out now?”

Xi Yue knitted her brows together. Go out together? No way! I haven’t even put on my disguise yet. If I step outside in broad daylight, people will notice I’m a girl who dresses as a man.

“Dr. Wen, can you go out first? I’ll tidy up the room and come out right away.”

Wen Jiaquan thought Xi Yue was acting weird today—not just her behavior, but the way she talked felt tense and a little too eager.

Most of the time, Xi Yue acted like a mature man who had it all together—calm, steady, and never losing her cool.

Only then did he look like a young man, hiding something just like any young person with their own little secrets.

Wen Jiaquan chuckled and walked out.

The moment the door shut, Xi Yue hurried over to the screen to send Ji Mingyu away, but he yanked her into his embrace before she could say a word.

The hot and fierce kiss swallowed up her breath all at once, and her petite body was tightly held in the man’s arms.

After a while, Ji Mingyu finally released her, brushing a gentle kiss against her puffy lips. His voice, low and rough with a hint of irritation, murmured in her ear, “You’re fine letting another man stay with you, but I’m the one who’s not welcome?”

Drunk on the kiss, Xi Yue’s mind was clouded. Hearing what felt like Nangong Yu’s voice, she let the words slip out in a dazed pout. “He’s just my brother. He stays in the west wing. Who else but you keeps coming into my room and insisting on sleeping beside me?”

Right after the words slipped out, she jolted awake from her daze, her cheeks turning beet red in an instant.

What the hell?! Was I possessed or something? Why would I even say that out loud?!

It wasn’t just a whine or a complaint—it totally had the vibe of a woman justifying herself to the guy she liked!

As expected, Ji Mingyu looked pleased. He pulled her soft body into his arms, his voice low and gentle. “Xi’er, remember what you said—no one else but me.”

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead softly, “I’ll see you again tomorrow night.”

After saying his piece, Ji Mingyu suddenly vanished in front of her.