QTIMP -Chapter 225 Character Persona – Fool (Part 21)

After all, when they had been there before, what he was served was coffee.

Who would have thought that Elias would simply smile and shake his head.

“She’s not very interested in tea. She prefers milk tea. These tea leaves were collected specifically to brew milk tea for her.”

Fang Yiming glanced down at the top-grade Keemun black tea in his hand, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. He set the teacup down, but Elias picked up the teapot and poured him another cup anyway.

Then, with a slight gesture, Karl immediately placed a document into his hands. Fang Yiming took it and placed it on the coffee table, pushing it across to the opposite side.

“My little fool used to study at Normal University in City H. She originally still had one year before graduation, but unfortunately, some things happened at home.”

He stopped there and did not continue.

Fang Yiming’s gaze fell on the document. He slowly picked it up and opened it.

The first page was a two-inch photo of Si Qiu wearing black-rimmed glasses, her hair somewhat messy and tied back casually.

It forcibly reduced her originally perfect looks to about seven-tenths of their brilliance.

Fang Yiming looked very slowly and very carefully. The more he read, the deeper his brows furrowed. In the end, he neatly stacked the documents back together, placed them on the coffee table, and picked up his teacup, finishing all the water in one gulp.

“I need to go back and investigate this matter.”

When he said this, his mouth felt slightly bitter—he couldn’t tell whether it was from the tea or from the shocking contents of the file.

Then he lifted his eyes and looked at the man across from him—the one with immense power and a deep, influential background.

“Will you let her go back and finish her studies?”

From the moment he first saw Si Qiu, Fang Yiming had been drawn to her extreme beauty and the purity in her eyes. Then he saw the man holding her—the so-called “dark night devil.”

Even though the man treated Si Qiu with great care, Fang Yiming still couldn’t believe he would do anything harmful to such a pure girl.

At that moment, he even felt deep self-blame for his inability to save her.

But now, this man’s actions made him uncertain again.

Elias glanced sideways, his tone indifferent.

“Of course. My little fool only repeats what her mother said in a few sentences.”

As he spoke, he tapped the stack of documents lightly with his finger.

“However, what Miss Si wanted most was for her daughter to complete her education, inherit her assets, and live a leisurely life. How could I possibly let my little fool have any regrets?”

Hearing this, Fang Yiming finally let out a long breath of relief in his heart. He understood that his question had been probing whether Si Qiu would be given freedom, and the answer was that they were expected to help preserve her mother’s inheritance.

He picked up the file again, put it back into the folder, and said, “Then I understand your meaning, sir. I will investigate this matter as soon as possible and provide an appropriate resolution.”

Elias nodded in satisfaction.

Lunch was extremely lavish—a spread of delicious Chinese dishes, along with meticulous hospitality—which made Fang Yiming feel even more reassured about Si Qiu’s situation.

After lunch, Fang Yiming was escorted off the island.

Elias accompanied her to the media room to pass the time. Si Qiu was sitting in his arms.

Her hand unconsciously slipped under his clothes, gently touching his abs.

You know how it is—like when you’re on a phone call, your hand naturally starts doing things on its own. As the “owner,” Si Qiu couldn’t consciously control it.

So she didn’t even realize when her hand had moved up to his chest muscles, her fingers lightly toying with them.

Elias grabbed her hand, pressing down so the silver bracelet on her wrist was completely against his burning skin. Grinding his teeth, he breathed lowly into her ear and asked:

“Qiuqiu, maybe you’re just tired from sitting here watching movies and want to go back to bed and rest.”

Si Qiu tried to pull her hand back, but couldn’t. “Uh, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!”

“It’s not a misunderstanding anymore.”

“I, Elias, calm down, calm down. Didn’t you say you were going to take me horse riding later?”

“Mm, no rush. If you’re in a hurry, it’s fine—you can learn from me first.”

“You… you pervert, you beast.”

That “horse riding” turned out to be far too exhausting. When Si Qiu woke up, the sky was already faintly bright. She was tightly trapped in his arms.

Habitually, she reached for her phone to check the time. Feeling her movement, Elias pulled her even closer and kissed the top of her head.

He lightly patted her while muttering something in German. Si Qiu couldn’t understand what he said.

But that only made her more awake. She couldn’t fall back asleep.

She turned her phone to silent and wanted to read a novel, but with one hand she accidentally opened a video platform instead.

Anyone who watches short videos knows—time there feels like it’s sped up.

“What are you watching?” Elias was already a light sleeper. The moment she moved slightly, he woke up. It just felt too good to sleep deeply, so he didn’t want to move—but the phone light was a bit glaring.

He glanced over without meaning to.

On her screen was a man, chin slightly raised, eyes half-lidded in a transition cut—next moment, he was left wearing only a pair of pants.

The clearly defined abdominal muscles and the tattoo at his waist made Elias’s anger flare up instantly.

He suddenly pulled off his sleep shirt, pressing his well-built body closer to hers, and said in a low voice:

“Qiuqiu… are you unhappy because I let you rest these past two days and didn’t satisfy you? So you’re online looking at things like this to get excited?”

Si Qiu looked at his body and swallowed.

“No, I just accidentally scrolled into it and took a look. Yours is definitely better-looking than theirs.”

“But even if yours is better, I can’t look at it all the time. Darling, don’t be so petty. Videos are like substitutes—just something to occasionally satisfy a craving.”

Elias felt like he was about to explode at this little “lecherous cat.”

Substitute? Satisfy a craving?

Wasn’t that basically saying he hadn’t fed her enough?

His little cat must’ve been corrupted by that woman Freya—someone so shameless and uninhibited. He knew it. Those two always hanging around together definitely meant trouble.

He would have plenty of time to deal with that crazy woman later.

But right now, the important thing was to make this woman understand—

Not only could he satisfy her, he could overwhelm her completely. So much that she wouldn’t even think about substitutes anymore, not even little snacks.

Her gasps and begging would be the best proof of his ability. Tears glistening in her eyes would only excite him more.

Their fingers interlocked, pressed against the side of her head, the cold touch of the bracelet seeping through his skin, giving him a more real sense of possessing her.

He always felt he was too filthy—not just because of what he did, but even the blood running through him felt tainted.

How could someone as pure and clean as Si Qiu possibly like him?

So selfishly, he wanted to spoil her as much as possible, to the point where she became spoiled and unruly.

That way, no one else would be able to tolerate her, and she would only be able to rely completely on him.

He knew his methods were dirty and despicable.

But he had no choice. This was the only way he could think of—to have her without hurting her.