On one side of Zhan Xiaoting's waist, there was no tattoo.
'What about tattoos?'
How could there not be?
Tang Weiwei's eyes widened in shock.
Did I see wrongly last time?
"Zhan Xiaoting, are you really not the man from five years ago…"
Tang Weiwei looked at Zhan Xiaoting in disappointment, but suddenly met a pair of deep and sharp eyes.
She was so frightened that she burped.
"Zhan Xiaoting, you're awake?"
Tang Weiwei immediately tidied up Zhan Xiaoting's clothes.
Afraid that he would misunderstand that she wanted to seduce him again, she immediately explained.
"Don't misunderstand. I didn't take advantage of you. You have a fever, and it's very high. I was just physically cooling you down."
Zhan Xiaoting did not say anything and just looked at her deeply.
Tang Weiwei was flustered by his gaze.
"Are you thirsty? I'll get you some water!" She saw that Zhan Xiaoting's thin lips were so dry that they were peeling. She immediately found an excuse and planned to escape first.
"Don't go…" Zhan Xiaoting grabbed her hand and pulled her back to the bed, hugging her tightly.
Tang Weiwei was stunned.
After a while, she finally reacted and began to struggle violently.
"Hey, Zhan Xiaoting, let go of me!"
The more she struggled, the tighter Zhan Xiaoting hugged her.
"You're not allowed to leave!" His tone was extremely domineering.
Tang Weiwei felt like her waist was about to break.
She immediately compromised. "Okay, okay, okay. I'm not leaving. Don't hug me so tightly."
Hearing this, Zhan Xiaoting loosened his grip.
Tang Weiwei tried to struggle.
Zhan Xiaoting immediately became as nervous as an octopus and tightly entangled her again.
Tang Weiwei was helpless. Coupled with the fact that her body was tired, she could only lie down beside him and fall asleep.
The next day.
Tang Weiwei was sleeping soundly when someone suddenly pushed her off the bed.
She immediately woke up. When she opened her eyes, she realized that Zhan Xiaoting had thrown her off the bed.
"Tang Weiwei, who allowed you to hug me?" Zhan Xiaoting asked coldly.
Tang Weiwei, who had just closed her eyes and slept for less than two hours, was furious.
"Can you please understand? It's not that I want to sleep in your arms, but you had a high fever yesterday and insisted on holding my hand. You hugged me and refused to let me go!"
"Impossible!!!"
Zhan Xiaoting frowned, not believing Tang Weiwei's words.
"If you hadn't been so domineering and forbade me from leaving, and I couldn't push you away, do you think I would have been willing to sleep in your arms?"
Tang Weiwei couldn't hold back her anger anymore.
She lifted the hem of her clothes, revealing her fair and slender waist.
"Look carefully. My waist is about to be broken by you. There are still your finger marks on it!!!"
Zhan Xiaoting took a closer look. Indeed, there were a few clear palm prints on it.
His eyes dimmed and he no longer doubted Tang Weiwei's words.
"Sorry to trouble you last night!" He pursed his lips. "What do you want? I can give you anything!"
Hearing this, Tang Weiwei's expression improved a little.
She put down her clothes and got up from the ground. "There's no need. I was just afraid that if something bad happened to you because of that high fever. Grandpa would be very worried."
Zhan Xiaoting wanted to say something else, but at this moment…
His phone suddenly rang.
The call was from his assistant. "Young Master Zhan, the road has been cleared. I'm already on my way here. I'll be there in about fifteen minutes."
"Got it," Zhan Xiaoting said and hung up.
Then, he looked at Tang Weiwei. "Someone's coming to pick us up. He'll be here soon. You should pack up."
Tang Weiwei nodded and went to wash up.
Very quickly, the two of them were done packing.
On the way back, Zhan Xiaoting started working on his laptop.
Tang Weiwei was really too sleepy, and her head was nodded off onto Zhan Xiaoting's shoulder in a daze.
She woke up with a start and looked up to meet his unhappy eyes.
"I-I didn't do it on purpose…"
Afraid that he would misunderstand, she immediately explained, "Because I took care of you for almost the entire night yesterday. I was too sleepy, so I dozed off."
She had already said so. If Zhan Xiaoting still scolded her, wouldn't it be too inhumane?
"It better be!" Zhan Xiaoting snorted coldly and did not argue with her anymore.
Tang Weiwei did not dare to sleep anymore. She forced herself to stay awake and her gaze subconsciously landed on Zhan Xiaoting's face.
He looked too similar to An'an, but…
"Why aren't you tattooed?" Tang Weiwei couldn't help but ask.
"What did you say?" Zhan Xiaoting frowned and looked at her.
Only then did Tang Weiwei realize that she had accidentally said what was on her mind.
Since she had already blurted it out, she might as well ask clearly.
She licked her lips and said, "It's nothing. I just heard that the Zhan family will tattoo the family's totem on their bodies when they come of age. Why don't you have it?"
"How do you know I don't have it?" Zhan Xiaoting asked.
"I didn't see any tattoos when I wiped you down with alcohol yesterday," Tang Weiwei said honestly.
When Zhan Xiaoting heard this, he sneered in disdain, "How stupid!"
This silly person didn't see the tattoo on his right side, but she didn't think to check his left side! How stupid...
His tattoo was on the left side of his waist, and Tang Weiwei checked his right side, so she didn't see it.
Tang Weiwei glared at Zhan Xiaoting, who called her 'stupid', but she didn't take it to heart.
She continued to ask, "You haven't answered my question!"
"That's not your concern!"
Zhan Xiaoting could not be bothered to answer her stupid question and continued to deal with his work.
Seeing that Zhan Xiaoting was unwilling to answer, Tang Weiwei did not continue asking.
If he didn't tell her, she could just ask someone else.
After Zhan Xiaoting sent Tang Weiwei back to the manor, he went to the office.
When Tang Weiwei returned to the manor, Butler Wang immediately came up to her and said, "Young Madam, are you and Young Master alright? It's all my fault for being old and muddle-headed. I actually forgot to get someone to fill up the oil tank!"
"Master Zhan and I are fine. It was just an accident. No one wanted it to happen," Tang Weiwei comforted.
Then, just as she was about to return to her room to change, suddenly—
She thought of something.
"By the way, Butler Wang, how long have you been the butler of the Zhan family?"
"Almost thirty years."
Tang Weiwei's eyes lit up.
"Butler Wang, do you know about the Zhan family tattoo?"
"Young Madam, are you talking about the Qilin Totem?"
Seeing that there was hope, Tang Weiwei was overjoyed.
She nodded frantically. "Yes, yes, yes. I heard that the direct descendants of the Zhan family will get a Qilin tattoo after they reach adulthood. Why doesn't Zhan Xiaoting have one?"