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It wasn't about being bad; everyone has their emotional outlets, and she simply chose not to show hers. After all, the reputation of the Yun family must be upheld.
She had just left the hotel and suddenly felt the need to unwind. Perhaps it was Yue Tong that reminded her of someone she should forget. The same scent of mandala lingered in the air—was it really a coincidence?
As the cigarette burned out, Yun Zhi Yue stood up and gave Gang Zi a knowing glance; the night was just beginning. Gang Zi covered his face, bracing himself for another sleepless night. Before dawn, he would have to quietly escort her home. Although each trip paid as much as half his salary, earning this money left him feeling drained.
In a corner booth of the loud bar, two people sat in silence. Through their glasses, they watched the girls in the dance floor lose themselves in alcohol and rhythm. Zhou Yu suddenly felt that all these encounters were meaningless.
Yun Zhi Yue, in front of them or anyone else, was exquisite. Even if she had a bit of a temper, it was inconsequential. However, there was an air of decadent luxury about her that was hard to ignore.
A sense of sadness washed over him, but more than that, she drew attention effortlessly. From a man's perspective, he found her captivating. Unfortunately, some things couldn't be measured by mere attraction.
He and Yun Zhi Yue were incompatible; she was a delicate flower that required careful nurturing, while he was indifferent. Forcing a relationship would only lead to an inevitable end—this current situation was just fine.
"What are your thoughts, Nan Jing?"
No response came; someone's gaze remained glued to the dance floor.
They watched Yun Zhi Yue dance for as long as she danced. It wasn't until she grew tired and tipsy that Gang Zi supported her out of the bar.
Zhou Yu stood up and patted Nan Jing on the shoulder, saying meaningfully, "Sweet dreams."
Gang Zi attempted to shove the drunken girl into the car but was stopped. He initially thought it was just another sleazy guy trying to flirt and snapped back, "You think you're something special? You—"
But his words faltered as he recognized Nan Zong: "Oh! It's you! I—uh—what am I doing out here again?"
Nan Jing's dark eyes glinted ominously. "Hand her over to me; I won't say anything about your business."
Gang Zi understood perfectly well what their families meant to each other.
Hearing this felt like a great relief, and she immediately let go of the person and pushed them into Nan Jing's arms, then got into her own car with fluid movements.
Yun Zhi Yue was already so drunk that she didn’t know where she was, but with Gang Zi around, she felt safe. He had been with her father for a long time, knew her well, and had even been a special forces soldier.
However, in her hazy state, she began to feel something was off, as if something was biting at her lips, making it hard for her to breathe. Struggling to open her eyes, she met a pair of lust-filled eyes that seemed to promise a storm. Yun Zhi Yue stared blankly for a moment before looking down at her own body.
Why was she not wearing any clothes, especially in front of Nan Jing? After thinking for a long time, Yun Zhi Yue finally spoke up: "Nan Jing, you’re truly despicable!"
Nan Jing loosened his already disheveled tie and bound her hands to the headboard. "Is that so? Just consider it my rebellious phase; after all, your rebellious side is quite tempting. I simply couldn't resist. Xiao Qingmei will forgive Jing Ge just this once."
"Ugh! Pain!" Yun Zhi Yue's flushed face scrunched up in discomfort.
Nan Jing's eyes were dark like spilled ink as he lowered his head to kiss her lips gently to soothe her.
Yun Zhi Yue scoffed inwardly at the man. She clawed at Nan Jing's back, wanting to indulge just a little, but unexpectedly found herself at his mercy. She had originally planned to prolong the battle a bit longer.
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