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The elegant swan-like neck of Yun Zhi Yue arched as she cried out, but exhaustion overwhelmed her, and she fell into a deep sleep. Nan Jing looked at his spirited brother and sighed helplessly, resigning himself to the situation.
He tucked the blanket around Yun Zhi Yue, holding her close for a moment before grabbing his phone. He snapped a picture of her side profile resting against his bare arm and sent it to someone with a simple message: "Thank you."
After sending the message, Nan Jing smirked coldly, thinking about how someone was trying to stir up trouble without considering their own worth. Without needing any evidence, he knew that the mastermind behind it all was Yue Tong; he trusted his instincts.
Meanwhile, after throwing up in the hotel, Yue Tong, who hadn’t slept, heard the notification from his phone and picked it up to check. Bang! The phone shattered against the luxurious wall of the hotel.
Yun Zhi Yue woke up feeling sore and uncomfortable, making a sound of distress. It was the first time in her life she felt like this after so long. She found herself wrapped tightly around the waist by Nan Jing, who teased her, "Sleepyhead, did the sun finally wake you up?"
Yun Zhi Yue shot him an annoyed glance. "Do you really think I would wake up this late without reason? And why aren’t you at work?"
This was Nan Jing's apartment; she had stayed here before and didn’t need him to take care of her. Nan Jing sat up with his bare chest exposed, revealing his toned abs that caught Yun Zhi Yue's attention. "I wanted to talk to you about our engagement."
Yun Zhi Yue paused for a moment before shaking her head. "Nan Jing, I was drunk last night. Can we just forget about it?"
Nan Jing raised an eyebrow sharply, his demeanor shifting instantly. "You were drunk?"
"Yes! How can anything done while drunk be taken seriously? I won’t tell anyone; we can still be childhood sweethearts without any changes."
Nan Jing's tone turned icy. "So what you're saying is that drunken actions don’t count? But you were the only one who was drunk."
Yun Zhi Yue was taken aback by his sudden change in attitude. If he didn’t care about this matter, then surely he wouldn’t mind making me happier, right?
Before she could process what he meant by making her happier, Nan Jing threw the blanket off her body onto the floor.
Yun Zhi Yue screamed in shock, hugging herself as she sat up. The chaotic red marks on her skin and her panicked expression only fueled Nan Jing’s rising anger.
He pressed her down onto the wrinkled sheets again and repeated the wild events of last night. He frequently asked if she was fully aware of what she was enduring.
Overwhelmed and on the verge of breaking down, Yun Zhi Yue nodded through her tears. Yet little did she know that sometimes crying could ignite deeper emotions within someone else.
Last night, Nan Jing had been considerate of Yun Zhi Yue's health, but this time he completely indulged himself, and the result was that Yun Zhi Yue fainted again.
Nan Jing carried Yun Zhi Yue to the bed, tidied up the room, and then dressed himself before heading to the kitchen.
Having not gone to the office all day, his phone rang incessantly, culminating in a call from his mother.
"That son of yours, didn’t you say Yun Zhi Yue was staying with you? Your Aunt Lan wants me to ask if you two are..."
Faced with her hesitant words, Nan Jing naturally understood what she meant. Remembering Yun Zhi Yue's reaction, he couldn't help but ask, "Mom, if I were to force a marriage contract, would Yun Zhi Yue be angry for a long time?"
There was a moment of panic on the other end before she quickly calmed her breathing and asked seriously, "Son, first tell me, are you two...?"
"Yes, she's sleeping. I'm making porridge in the kitchen."
His mother's laughter burst through the phone. "Son, tell me the truth. How long have you two been together?"
Nan Jing replied earnestly, "We've never been together. I made it clear that I wanted to pursue her before, but she didn't agree."
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