Chapter 70, An Encounter in Our Youth

Five clear red finger marks instantly appeared on Yan Sheng's cheek, and his previously hazy eyes focused immediately.

The alcohol was rampant in his blood, and the stimulation of the slap completely broke down Yan Sheng's last bit of restraint, leaving only the most primal desire to possess and conquer.

Wen Hanyun was so frightened by his gaze, which was like that of someone looking at prey, that she took a step back and pressed her back tightly against the cold door.

"Yansheng, wake up!" she said, trying to sound calm.

But at this moment, Yan Sheng could no longer hear what she was saying.

He lunged forward, grabbing Wen Hanyun's wrist with one hand and tightly encircling her neck with the other, leaving her barely enough space to breathe.

Wen Hanyun struggled desperately, but the disparity in strength between them seemed to be magnified a hundredfold at this moment, leaving her with absolutely no hope of breaking free!

He lowered his head once again and covered her lips with his.

This time, instead of a gentle probing, he pressed against her more fiercely.

Wen Hanyun hardened her heart and tried to bite him, but he instantly grabbed her chin.

"If you misbehave, you will be punished."

His nimble tongue pried open her lips and teeth, ruthlessly sweeping through every corner. A sharp pain suddenly shot through her lips, and a faint taste of rust spread through her mouth.

Wen Hanyun's body stiffened abruptly, and a cold tear slid down her flushed cheek and landed on Yan Sheng's hand.

The temperature was like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing the fire in Yan Sheng's heart.

His aggressive movements suddenly stopped as he tasted the blood between his lips and teeth, and looked down.

Wen Hanyun's lower lip had been bitten open, and blood was flowing down her lips.

Her face was flushed, but her eyes were filled with tears of despair, like a young animal driven to the brink by a hunter, who had given up resisting.

"I'm sorry, I..."

Yan Sheng's voice softened instantly, and he unconsciously loosened his grip on her hand, wanting to reach out and wipe the blood from the corner of her lips.

Wen Hanyun immediately broke free from his grasp, covered her mouth, and retreated defensively.

Her eyes were filled with wariness, as if she were looking at a stranger.

"Yansheng, I hate you."

Her voice was hoarse from his actions, and every word felt like a needle piercing Yan Sheng's heart.

After saying that, she opened the door and ran out without looking back.

The door was slammed shut with a bang.

Yan Sheng stood frozen in place, reaching out as if trying to grasp something, but only managed to grab a wisp of cold air.

The metallic taste of blood lingered on my lips and teeth for a long time.

After standing at the door for an unknown amount of time, Yan Sheng slowly squatted down and ran his hands into his hair.

As the effects of the alcohol wore off, his head throbbed with pain, and his stomach churned violently. A sharp, intense pain made him curl up in pain, and a fine layer of cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

He slowly stood up, leaning against the wall, staggered to the bedside, sat down, took out painkillers from his pocket, and swallowed them dry.

Before long, the pain in my stomach subsided slightly, but as I regained consciousness, the pain in my heart became clearer.

He raised his hand to touch the cheek that Wen Hanyun had slapped, where a tingling sensation still lingered, accusing him of everything he had just done to her.

What exactly did he do?

Why did he lose control and hurt the person he cherished most...?

In the darkness, Yan Sheng's thoughts drifted away.

At that time, he was just an unloved illegitimate child of the Yan family. After giving birth to him, his mother was forbidden from seeing any members of the Yan family, according to the family's rules.

Grandpa Yan ignored him, and the other children in the family treated him as a punching bag, often beating, scolding, and bullying him.

On one occasion, Yan Chengyuan locked him in the attic of the old house.

He kept crying and calling for help inside, but no one responded until it got dark.

That incident caused him to develop severe claustrophobia.

The attic was never cleaned, it was cold and damp. The young boy huddled in a corner, hugging his knees and crying in despair, thinking he was going to die there...

Just as he was about to lose consciousness, the warehouse door was suddenly pushed open gently, and a small figure walked in.

She held a candle in her hand, its faint light illuminating her face.

It was a beautifully sculpted little girl, wearing a pretty dress.

"Who are you? Why are you crying?" The little girl's voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of curiosity.

Yan Sheng looked at her warily, not daring to speak.

The little girl wasn't afraid of him. She slowly walked up to him, squatted down, and asked, "Are you here to explore too?"

“No,” Yan Sheng said, frowning. “Why would you come here to explore?”

When Wen Hanyun heard his reply, she giggled, revealing two small tiger teeth that made her look especially cute.

She reached out to Yanzhe, trying to help him stand up. "I don't know. Today, my dad brought me to the nearby park. I saw a big castle here, so I secretly climbed over it."

"This isn't a castle, this is my home," Yan Sheng explained hesitantly.

Wow, your house is really big...

The two chatted back and forth, and holding that soft little hand, Yansheng felt a joy he had never experienced before.

......

From that day on, Wen Hanyun's image was deeply imprinted in Yansheng's heart.

He began to silently watch over her, working hard to become stronger so that one day he could stand by her side and protect her.

Years later, Yan Sheng, through his own abilities, carved out a path for himself within the Yan family and became the head of the family.

He finally had enough power to pursue the joys of his youth.

But when he finally made up his mind to find Wen Hanyun, he learned that she already had a boyfriend.

That boyfriend was his nephew, Yanzhe.

At that moment, he could only bury all his love for her deep in his heart and offer her his blessings as her uncle.

Over the years, he has been secretly watching.

Watching Wen Hanyun and Yan Zhe together, watching her smile for him, watching her frown for him, only Yan Sheng himself knew the inner conflict he felt.

Countless times he wanted to snatch her away from Yan Zhe, but reason always told him he couldn't do that.

We cannot ruin Wen Hanyun's happiness because of our own desires.

Later, Yanzhe cheated on his wife.

He felt sorry for Wen Hanyun's plight, while also despicably rejoicing that he had finally gotten a chance.

He pursued her, professed his love for her, and wanted to give her everything, following a plan he had rehearsed countless times in his mind.

Finally, he put the ring on her finger.

But happiness is so fleeting.

When he wasn't by her side, a breakup text message without any reason drove him almost crazy.

Finally, he found her in country Y.

Yan Sheng never expected Wen Hanyun to be so resolute, and he never imagined that he would do something so violent and hurt her under the influence of extreme emotions.