Jin Yuan x Xie Zheng ⑤

People discovered that after the Jin family fell into ruin, Jin Yuan not only did not end up on the streets, but lived a more and more respectable life, wearing gold and silver every day, and changing his silk clothes more frequently than when he was a young master. No one could figure out the reason behind this.

One day in the gambling den, people were shouting and laughing around the gambling table, while Jin Yuan stood aside and watched silently.

The casino owner, carrying a teacup, glanced at him and greeted him with a smile: "Young Master Jin, it's been a while since I've seen you at the table. Won't you play a couple of rounds?"

Jin Yuan shook his head: "I've quit. I haven't touched this in a long time."

But inside, a little voice inside me was breaking down and crying.

Others only saw the fine silks and satins on his body, but who knew that he only had ten copper coins in his pocket? Xie Zheng always gave him pocket money very precisely, enough for him to buy some snacks, but never enough for him to squander as he used to.

"What's wrong with you lately? You don't look like you're broke. You've stopped gambling and drinking."

Jin Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth and sighed in a mature manner: "People have to go through some things to grow up. I've been through a near-death experience, so it's normal for me to be more restrained."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a tall, handsome man walked into the gambling den. He had a cold, unapproachable air about him.

His gaze swept across the noisy crowd, finally settling on a corner, and he said, "Come out."

"Isn't that Xie Zheng?" someone exclaimed in a low voice. "He's been making headlines lately."

Who is he looking for?

Amid the murmurs, the gambling den owner saw Jin Yuan hurriedly say, "I'm leaving first," and then quickly walk towards the figure at the door, muttering something under his breath as if he were trying to make a hasty explanation. The owner stroked his beard, somewhat puzzled.

On the other side, Jin Yuan followed closely behind Xie Zheng. Seeing the other party's cold expression, he quickly explained, "I really just came to take a look, to feast my eyes. I didn't even try. Besides, I only have a few copper coins in my pocket, so I couldn't gamble even if I wanted to..."

Xie Zheng suddenly stopped and looked back at him. Jin Yuan abruptly stopped talking and wisely shut his mouth.

Damn it, he finally managed to sneak away once, how come he was discovered so quickly?

Xie Zheng didn't say anything, and went straight to the carriage parked at the street corner. Jin Yuan quickly followed.

Xie Zheng was already seated in the car, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed as if resting. Jin Yuan hesitated for a moment between the empty seat next to him and Xie Zheng's lap, but finally sat on his lap.

He snuggled closer to Xie Zheng, trying to appease her, "Don't be angry."

Xie Zheng didn't even lift her eyelids.

He quickly tightened his arms around Xie Zheng's neck, pressed his face against the crook of her neck, and said in a soft voice, "I really know I was wrong. I'll never go to that kind of place again."

As he said this, he was almost disgusted by his obsequious tone. But he knew Xie Zheng was susceptible to this kind of behavior, and a direct confrontation would only bring more trouble.

Xie Zheng finally reacted, pinching his waist with her fingertips, the force neither too light nor too heavy, "Do you know where you went wrong?"

He nodded quickly, nuzzling his chin against Xie Zheng's neck even more enthusiastically: "My mistake was going to the gambling den, don't be angry with me."

The last syllable was deliberately drawn out, carrying a hint of deliberate grievance, like a puppy wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

Sigh, I have no idea what Xie Zheng is so angry about all day long. He's cut ties with all his old cronies for this person, quit gambling, and stopped drinking.

Even so, this person still often has a cold expression.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He loosened his grip on Xie Zheng's neck, but didn't dare to let go completely. He could only bury his face deeper, his nose brushing against the faint scent of soap on her clothes. He cursed Xie Zheng a hundred times in his heart, but he still had to keep his voice soft: "I'll do whatever you say, really..."

Xie Zheng didn't speak, but her fingertips had already slipped inside his clothes...

Jin Yuan held his breath, his whole body tensing up. "Today...maybe we shouldn't do it today?"

I'm still feeling unwell.

Xie Zheng's eyes darkened, and she raised her hand to slap that spot. "Who gave you the right to say no?"

Xie Zheng's hands had some calluses, and the rough touch made Jin Yuan groan. His eyes instantly welled up with tears. He had already been tortured enough last night, and now the pain was even more intense.

He cursed Xie Zheng a thousand times in his heart, but Xie Zheng only glanced at him indifferently, and his anger, which had just begun to rise, was instantly extinguished. He didn't dare to say a word.

Xie Zheng looked at the tears welling in his eyes, a wicked smile creeping onto her face, before she lowered her head...