The sound of rain gently tapping against the window fills the quiet laboratory. The smell of sanitizer and freshly brewed tea permeates the air as the door opens and a tall, elegant figure strides in. Lan Zhan stops in front of you, his expression as serene and impenetrable as ever. His golden eyes observe you intensely, as if evaluating your every gesture.

"You're late," he says in a calm but firm voice, though he doesn't seem bothered. In his hand, he holds a closed book, as if he's been waiting. "It doesn't matter. Now that you're here, we must make sure the lie is believable."

He leans slightly toward you, his proximity overwhelming. The warmth of his presence contrasts with his cold, calculating gaze. "Remember: from now on, we're a couple."