Chapter 69, I don't care about self-respect, I want you.

She reached out and supported the man's swaying body.

"Yansheng, stop drinking. I'll take you back to your hotel."

“I don’t want to…” Yan Sheng immediately shook his head, grabbed her hand, and looked at her with stubborn eyes, “I don’t want to go back to the hotel, I want to be with you.”

"I flew from country M back to China, and then to country Y, and finally found you, Hanyun... Please don't go, okay?"

"You're drunk, let's go back and talk."

Wen Hanyun sighed and tried to help him up, but Yansheng was very strong and held her hand tightly, refusing to let go.

"I'm not drunk," Yan Sheng said stubbornly, his eyes pleading. "Han Yun, tell me, everything you said before was a lie, right?"

He became more talkative after getting drunk.

"You don't really not want me anymore, do you?"

Wen Hanyun felt a slight, dull pain in her heart. Looking into his dark eyes, which were veiled with a layer of frost, she couldn't quite tell whether the man in front of her was feigning or genuine.

It is said that people speak the truth when they are drunk.

If it was genuine, why did you do such a thing in the first place?

He knew perfectly well that what he hated most in a relationship was infidelity.

She turned her face away, no longer looking into his eyes: "Yansheng, you're drunk, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Let's go back first."

She forcefully pried Yansheng's hands apart and helped him stand up.

Yan Sheng's tall frame leaned almost entirely against her, carrying the strong smell of alcohol and his unique, all-too-familiar scent.

Wen Hanyun struggled to help him out of the bar, hailed a taxi, and gave him the address of a hotel with a decent environment.

Inside the taxi, Yan Sheng leaned back in his seat, his eyes half-closed, but his body seemed to be equipped with radar, pressed tightly against Wen Hanyun's side.

His warm breath tickled her chin, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Hanyun, I really love you..." Yansheng murmured to himself, "I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

"I've liked you for so long, and I finally managed to win you over. I thought we'd be together forever, I thought you'd accept me..."

Wen Hanyun closed her eyes tightly, not wanting to hear him say any more.

She was afraid she wouldn't be able to control her soft heart, that she wouldn't be able to...

Upon arriving at the hotel entrance, Wen Hanyun helped Yan Sheng out of the car and slowly walked into the hotel lobby.

When the receptionist saw that Yansheng was so drunk, she quickly asked someone to press the elevator button for him.

Back in the room, Wen Hanyun inserted the room card, closed the door, and tried to help Yan Sheng to bed.

But just as she touched his shoulder, Yan Sheng suddenly pushed her against the door and pressed his body tightly against hers.

Wen Hanyun's back slammed against the door unexpectedly, making a dull thud.

She was startled and was about to struggle when she saw Yan Sheng lower his head, looking at her with focused and infatuated eyes.

For a moment, Wen Hanyun was stunned by the stare.

"Hanyun," Yansheng's hot breath sprayed on her face, his voice low and hoarse, "Why don't you want me?"

Before Wen Hanyun could answer, Yan Sheng slowly moved closer and fiercely covered her delicate lips with his.

It was a kiss reeking of alcohol, utterly irrational, as if it wanted to devour all the air in her mouth.

The other person's burning heat pressed against her icy lips, and Wen Hanyun's mind went blank for a moment, her body stiffening and unable to move.

She could feel the force binding Yan Sheng's hands, the trembling of his body, and the contradictions, pain, and resentment in his heart.

Because she was no different...

The kiss was so sudden and so fierce that she had no time to resist.

When she came to her senses and tried to push him away, Yan Sheng hugged her even tighter.

It was as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

"Ugh..." Wen Hanyun struggled with all her might, pushing against his chest, trying to break free from his restraints.

But Yan Sheng was too strong. The two were already of vastly different strengths, and after getting drunk, he was even more oblivious to his own strength. She simply couldn't push him away.

"Don't look at me..."

Yan Sheng reached out and covered her eyes, as if he could read the determination in her eyes.

Then he kissed her again.

After losing the sense of touch, the tactile sensation between the lips and teeth becomes increasingly clear.

These days, Yan Sheng has hardly had time to take care of himself. The scent of cologne has become barely noticeable, and his clothes only carry his own natural fragrance.

That scent that had once brought her immense peace lingered in her nostrils, making her heart pound wildly.

There was both anger and a strange, unsettling feeling.

Wen Hanyun had to admit that even after so much time had passed, and even though she had deliberately distanced herself and built high walls around her heart, this man still held an unparalleled attraction for her.

But it was precisely this that made her even more terrified...

Thinking of this, Wen Hanyun suddenly used all her strength to push Yan Sheng away.

He was caught off guard and stumbled, losing his balance and falling to the ground.

Wen Hanyun covered her lips, her chest heaving, her cheeks flushed from the kiss.

She looked at Yansheng on the ground, feeling both angry and annoyed.

I'm not just angry at him, I'm also annoyed with myself!

She shouldn't have come; she shouldn't have been so soft-hearted, rushing to help him out of fear that something might happen to him. This entanglement will only complicate matters further.

"Mr. Yan, please have some self-respect," she gritted her teeth, suppressing the agitation in her heart, and trying to make her voice sound normal. "We've already broken up, please stop doing this."

Yan Sheng sat on the ground in a daze without saying a word, just staring at her blankly for a long time.

After a long while, he suddenly chuckled softly, but his laughter was filled with self-mockery and pain.

He raised his head and said in an almost obsessive tone, "I don't care about self-respect, I want you."

"You clearly like me a lot too; your heart is pounding."

Wen Hanyun retorted angrily, "That was because you made me angry, you scoundrel!"

"You admit your heart beats very fast, right?" Yan Sheng smiled.

In a daze, Wen Hanyun even felt that the man in front of her was pretending to be drunk, otherwise how could he so easily get information out of her?

However, after being choked by his words, she dared not look him in the eye again.

She was afraid she wouldn't be able to resist nodding, that she would forgive him without any dignity or boundaries...

"Alright, stop fooling around. I'll take you inside to rest."

She took a deep breath, stepped forward, and tried to help Yansheng up from the ground.

But Yansheng took advantage of her bending over to suddenly grab her hand, trying to use the same trick to pull her into his arms.

Fortunately, Wen Hanyun was vigilant enough this time and was prepared, so she dodged the man's actions immediately.

"Smack—"

A crisp slap echoed in the room.