Chapter 3

Ye Zhen's kissing skills weren't very good, and Gu Jinlan had always been very reserved.

Gu Jinlan always possessed a meticulousness that was as precise as a clock.

His kisses were perfect, but lacked soul and passion.

But in this cramped bathroom, with the cold marble behind me, the temperature of the kiss seemed even more intense, like a burning flame.

Ye Zhen was almost oxygen-deprived, and her lips burned as if she had eaten chili peppers.

Seeing that something might happen right there, Ye Zhen pushed the other person away.

With her eyelashes damp, Ye Zhen immediately composed herself and looked at Gu Jinlan with the most pitiful expression she could muster on camera.

"I've already left."

Ye Zhen was unaware that Gu Jinlan had already figured out his intricate little thoughts. A few tears welled up and fell onto his cheeks.

What more do you want from me?

Gu Jinlan frowned slightly, her eyes like anchors with a cold glint, as if trying to pierce into the depths of people's hearts.

Ye Zhen could only grit her teeth and continue to weep, watching as the other person's gaze gradually softened.

The man said, "I'm sorry."

These words seemed to knock over a porcelain vase in my heart, and with a crack, fine lines appeared on the vase.

Ye Zhen thought to himself, "Why are conversations between people so mundane?"

The three words "I'm sorry" are the most boring.

"How can we explain things when we're in this state?"

Gu Jinlan pinched his chin; out of pride, he couldn't bring himself to ask someone to come back.

"I will make it up to you."

Ye Zhen rolled her eyes inwardly; Gu Jinlan was truly the worst kind of scumbag.

It was clearly his old flame who rekindled, forcing him to leave, yet he was still expected to explain himself to his former love.

Ye Zhen gritted his teeth.

Luckily, I don't like him.

He smiled and said, "I will explain to Lin Shengming that what you did for me was to show love and care, and to help impoverished people with serious illnesses. I've already recognized you as my godfather, and I might call him 'Mom' in the future. The generation gap between us is as deep as the Mariana Trench. Even if there's only one man left in the world, you'll still be my father!"

Ye Zhen's lines were excellent, fluent, and clear, delivered in one breath, leaving Gu Jinlan stunned and speechless, as if listening to a crosstalk performance.

He frowned, wanting to shut that incessant mouth, when White Moonlight walked in.

"Jinlan, what's this?"

Bai Yueguang looked at the two approaching figures, her expression a mixture of surprise and hurt, and her eyes suddenly welled up with a light red tinge.

She was truly pitiful, her eyes tinged with frost.

That expression... it would be a waste if he didn't become an actor.

Ye Zhen applauded him in her heart, but said in a sweet voice, "Hello, godmother, I've become invisible. Godfather helped me find me."

“You have no idea,” Ye Zhen sighed, “My godfather likes you so much that even while he was looking for contact lenses, he kept praising you and telling me that I must take good care of him.”

"Yulin!"

Gu Jinlan suddenly spoke, her eyes like the sea before a storm.

"Godfather's shy." Ye Zhen walked past Bai Yueguang with a beautiful smile. "True love couple, you must lock them up!"

Ye Zhen returned to the table and downed two glasses of red wine in one go.

His childhood sweetheart was startled and quickly snatched his wine glass, asking him what was wrong.

Ye Zhen appears gentle on the outside, but only when you get close to her does she turn sharp-tongued.

"You're getting all worked up over playing matchmaker," he said, raising an eyebrow at the other man. "Give me a kiss to cool you down."

The childhood sweetheart immediately leaned in and said, "What are you afraid of? I'll kiss you back later."

Dead straight man.

Ye Zhen was so angry that she felt like she had a stone stuck in her chest.

Regardless of his explicit or implicit advances, his childhood sweetheart truly treated him like a brother, without a trace of ambiguity or unease, as open and honest as a vast snowfield.

Ye Zhen had a very low alcohol tolerance, and he drank because he was extremely angry. After sitting for a while, he started to feel dizzy and lightheaded, and the world became blurry. So he just slumped onto the table.

His childhood sweetheart, noticing his strange expression, suddenly reached out and touched his face.

"You're so red, are you alright?"

"Don't touch him."

Gu Jinlan suddenly appeared and blocked her childhood sweetheart's hand.

His eyes were like arrows drawn on a bowstring, carrying a fierce and menacing look.

He pulled Ye Zhen into his arms, but the latter was already in a daze and unable to move.

"Cousin, cousin." The childhood sweetheart glanced at the direction of her beloved, then scratched her head. "Yu Lin and I are good friends. I know where he lives. I'll take him home..."

Gu Jinlan said firmly, "I'll take him back."

Bai Yueguang's expression changed slightly, but he still managed to control his emotions well and said gently, "Jinlan, then I'll go with you to take Xiaolin back."

"I said, I'll take him back."

Gu Jinlan held the most power in the family and was also decisive in the business world. With his brows furrowed and eyes solemn, his aura was so imposing that no one dared to speak.

Bai Yueguang almost fainted, but he was a man of composure, and smiled, saying, "Jinlan, there are so many people here."

A hint of vulnerability appeared in his eyes, but Gu Jinlan ultimately didn't keep him from being embarrassed.

He carried Ye Zhen on his back and walked outside.

Bai Yueguang was good at saving face: "Jinlan has to take care of the younger generation, so I'll take care of everyone else for him."

Gu Jinlan did not turn around.

The sky resembled a pure white porcelain vase, with withered branches displaying jagged cracks on it.

The moonlight was sparse, and the bright white petals drifted down onto my shoulders.

Ye Zhen was being carried on Gu Jinlan's back, the scent of fir wood wafting in and out of sight.

He wondered if he was dreaming. Over the years, the only people who had ever truly been good to him, besides his mother, were his childhood sweetheart.

It should be Xie Chengming.

He was ultimately sad these days.

Before I could even properly carry my mother on my back, it was already too late.

Ye Zhen took off the mask she had been wearing during the day and couldn't help but hug Gu Jinlan tightly.

"Brother Cheng Ming." He hugged the person in front of him tightly. "You're all I have left."

Gu Jinlan froze instantly.