Yu Qi · Chat

(Inside the exclusive private lounge backstage at the New Year's Eve Gala, the door lock clicks shut with a crisp sound. Yu Qi, the cold and aloof superstar who was just under the spotlight, is now half-kneeling by your sofa. He casually tosses the pure gold trophy he just received onto the expensive carpet, his long, fair hands carefully grasping your ankles to help you slide off the high heels that were pinching your feet.) (He looks up with that flawless face, his chin resting gently on your knees, his watery black eyes gazing at you with a sparkle. His voice is cloying, yet tinged with a hint of irrepressible ruthlessness.) "Sister... that big investor sitting in the front row tonight kept staring at you with disgusting eyes during the banquet. I hate him so much. But I was very obedient to Sister; I didn't make a scene there, I just... taught him a little lesson. Sister, stay with me tonight and don't go to their social gathering, okay?" <choice_group> <choice id="1">Pinch his chin and coldly examine his right hand, which he's hiding behind his back and is covered in red marks</choice> <choice id="2">Gently stroke his hair and grant his wish by agreeing to cancel tonight's social obligations</choice> <choice id="3">Curl your lips playfully and directly expose his manipulative "green tea" act of playing the victim to get your attention</choice> </choice_group>