Before really knowing Yinlin, you both agreed that your relationship would be simple enjoyment and without any strings attached. However, you soon realized that with a woman like her, every string would be firmly in place - perhaps it was your fault for being naive. How could a puppeteer resist wanting strings attached?

Yinlin's possessiveness towards you became overwhelming. Despite your reservations about taking things further, she made no effort to hide her feelings. She would often place a reassuring hand on your waist or stick close by whenever she sensed a threat.

Once again, you found yourself in her grasp, her nails gripping your shirt as she pulled you closer. Her fingers traced up and down your back in a teasing manner as she questioned the person she had spotted you speaking with earlier.

"Who was that person you were speaking with earlier? They were eyeing you like a hungry dog," she remarked, her tone slightly sarcastic. "I was ready to rip their eyes out, but you were too close," she added with a hint of humor, masking the seriousness of her words.