Sweet Medicines
Chapter 49

Seeing the panicked expression on his face, Fang Zihan's lips gently curved upwards, "Why should I give it to you?"

Yu Gangan opened her mouth in shock as she looked at the man helplessly. Filled with grievances, he knew he had to smash the ugly photo and not let it spread.

"This is my photo, so, of course, you should give it to me," Yu Gangan softened her tone and laughed.

"Ohhh," Fang Zihan held out this one dull word, not hiding the rejection in his eyes. He had no intention of giving the photo to her.

"As long as you give it to me, I am willing to do anything," Yu Gangan said calmly.

Fang Zihan raised his eyes slightly, "Are you really going to do something?"

Of course, he can't do anything.

Yu Gangan realized these words were like a trap filled with plans. So, with a smile, he said casually, “That's just a photo. If you want it, take it. I don't care at all. ”

No matter how he might not care?

No woman can stand an ugly picture of herself in the hands of a person of bad faith.

Yu Gangan naturally would not allow it either.

Since this is his home and he won't give it to her – then he takes it.

As long as the photo is still in his house, he will find it.

Yu Gangan waited until Fang Zihan fell asleep before he quietly appeared in front of his bedroom door. He was the true owner of this room, so he naturally had the key to it.

But, Fang Zihan was sleeping with the door unlocked.

The bedroom was dark and Fang Zihan was lying on the bed with one hand covering his eyes. It seems he's asleep.

To be safe, Yu Gangan stood by the door for a while. After she made sure that Fang Zihan did not wake up, she gently entered the room.

There were only two places in his room where the photo was located: his study desk and his bedside drawer.

Unable to find the photo she was looking for, she had no choice but to search in the bedside drawer.

But, even though this was her room, she could not understand why her guilt the longer she stayed inside. He seems to be a thief.

Yu Gangan glanced at Fang Zihan and tiptoed onto the bed. He then opened the drawer slowly.

At that moment, the room suddenly lit up.

Yu Gangan froze as her heart skipped a beat. He raised his eyes and it was met with a deep gaze.

Fang Zihan woke up and turned on the lamp beside the bed.

The man lazily leaned against the head of the bed as the light from the lamp fell on his body, casting a golden light that highlighted his face and jaw; it was as perfect as a statue. His sharp eyes were filled with consciousness; there were no new signs of waking up.

It seemed, he had never slept in the first place.

Yu Gangan's eyes trembled slightly as she held back her panic with a slight smile.

Fang Zihan pursed his lips and asked, "What are you doing in my room in the middle of the night?"

Yu Gangan retreated silently, distancing herself from the man and forcing a little chuckle, “I came here to look for something. ”

"What are you looking for?"

Fang Zihan got up from the bed; his tall and strong body felt strangely suffocating.

“I'm looking for the clothes I want to wear tomorrow. I forgot to take them with me. ”Yu Gangan glanced at the door feeling guilty, preparing to leave.

But, as he turned around, his wrist was held back. With an unrequited force, he was pulled and clamped to the wall behind the bedside drawer.

Yu Gangan was trapped between Fang Zihan's chest and the wall as Fang Zihan's heavy voice echoed, "If you're looking for clothes, why are you looking in the bedside drawer?"

Yu Gangan: "…"