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Ye Fenglin is really too noisy.

Once kissed, he always liked to make those sounds of pleasure when he was deeply in love. I couldn't help but cover his mouth, but my fingers were grabbed and kissed gently again. At first, I wanted to refuse, but Ye Fenglin kept calling my name and kissing me. I couldn't refuse him, and I couldn't resist the instincts of my divine body.

Ye Fenglin nodded, sweat trickling down his long neck and slightly protruding Adam's apple. It was the first time I'd seen him like this. His face was slightly flushed, and he looked at me, panting. The tattoo on his neck looked grotesque due to the influence of the metaphor. I cupped his face from above, and from this position, I could perfectly capture his struggle between desire and reason.

"Don't look at me, I'm too ugly." Ye Fenglin raised his hand to cover my eyes, saying this, but his movements didn't stop at all. The faint smell of disinfectant in the ward had long been replaced by other smells...

I was awakened by the sounds of the Ye family's servants in the early morning. I was so tired last night that I collapsed into his arms and fell asleep.

I slowly opened my eyes. I remember the floor was a mess before I fell asleep last night, but now it's all clean. Even the trash can full of yogurt stuff has been cleaned out. The room has a pleasant lemon scent. I remembered the dress that Ye Fenglin had crumpled and suddenly woke up.

Seeing my searching gaze, the maid seemed to have known what I was going to ask and politely told me, "Miss Jiang, your clothes have been taken away for disposal. The young master said he would replace them with an identical one and send it back to the store for you."

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I breathed a slight sigh of relief. My bedroom in this hospital suite wasn't large, but it had everything I needed: a washroom, a dressing room, and a bathroom.

In just one night, the dark brown walk-in closet was filled with luxury goods.

I took a shower in the bathroom, the expensive shampoo and shower gel carrying a luxurious, natural fragrance. After blow-drying my hair until it was half-dry, I slowly and carefully dried it with a towel. I opened the closet, and what I saw were mostly Victoria's Secret lace ultra-thin bras and panties. I randomly picked a light pink one, already the most conservative one, which still barely covered my shapely figure, revealing glimpses of skin.

I awkwardly picked up a pure white shirt in front of the mirror, and then put on a loose gray sweatshirt over it, completely covering up the bra and panties that would drive any man crazy. I finally felt a little better.

Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Outside the hospital, snowflakes seemed to have been falling all night, covering the rooftops, trees, and streets with a thick layer of white, and there seemed to be a thin mist in the air.

I glanced at my phone; it was only eight o'clock. I happened to be at the hospital today, which meant I could do my rehabilitation exercises. I put the silk hair tie on my wrist, fixed my hair in front of the mirror, and left the room.

Pushing open the door, I was greeted by the aroma of food, completely different from the hospital meals. I looked at the table in surprise. Garlic cheese bread, vegetables, mashed potatoes, cheese, white sausage, and sweet mustard—everything was there.

A servant prepared hot milk and black tea, using Palacion bone china cups. The tableware was delicate, luxurious, and exquisitely shiny.

"You're up?" Ye Fenglin sat at the table, tall and imposing, wearing a casual crew-neck sweatshirt and a dark black baseball uniform. Apart from his arms, it was almost impossible to tell that he had been injured. His thin lips smiled in a way that was captivating, making his already perfect features even more defined.

I nodded, feeling that he looked completely different now than he did last night.

However, when Ye Fenglin is in a stable mood, he is indeed neither aggressive nor hysterical; he is a proud yet outstanding second-generation rich kid.

I sat down opposite him. I didn't really have an appetite for breakfast, and I ate slowly, taking more than ten minutes to finish a piece of bread. Whenever I looked up, I could see Ye Fenglin with a slight smile on his lips, looking completely at ease.

“Last night…” he said. “How were you feeling?”

I looked up, not understanding what Ye Fenglin was asking about "feelings." His slightly nervous yet confident demeanor left me speechless. I refocused my attention on the black tea and took a small sip.

Ye Fenglin's gaze remained fixed on me, watching and smiling, his eyes burning with intensity.

I couldn't take it anymore, so I took out my phone and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

"Remember how you looked yesterday." He emphasized the last syllable of his voice, and my face instantly turned red. I knew exactly what I looked like yesterday: my rosy lips slightly parted, my face glistening, my eyes red, making me look utterly pitiful.

I couldn't stand that coy expression. I calmed myself down and thought about it for a while. Ye Fenglin and I were basically getting what we needed. He couldn't win over Lin Zhi'en, so he settled for me and found a sense of accomplishment. I also needed him to stay in the hospital and pay for Yu Xu's expensive expenses.

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I didn't say anything, I just smiled softly.

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Ye Fenglin chuckled softly. After I finished my black tea, I stood up. He raised an eyebrow and his eyes squinted upwards. "It's the New Year holiday today. Where are you going?"

I shook my head and told him that I was just going to see a doctor and would be back in a little while.

A hint of nervousness flashed across Ye Fenglin's eyes as he reached out to stop me. "I...didn't hurt you yesterday, and I took precautions. Why are you calling a doctor?"

"..." I really don't understand what he's thinking, but at least the moment Ye Fenglin reached out his hand, I keenly sensed that he had put some effort into me. At least now he was expecting my response, instead of being as unpredictable and moody as before.

I breathed a slight sigh of relief, lowered my head and ordered a jigsaw puzzle. About half an hour later, an employee from the nearby Walmart would deliver it to him.

I typed on my phone to tell him, "If you're bored, play this. I'll be back after I finish it."

Ye Fenglin smiled and grasped my wrist with his hand. His hot palm caressed me, and it was a little subtle. I was already very sensitive, and I had just experienced something last night... I couldn't withstand his touch, which had a seductive feel to it, and I couldn't help but make blushing and heart-pounding moans.

"Isn't it more interesting to play with you?" he said with a smile. I noticed the Ye family servants around me, but they seemed not to see me and continued to busy themselves with their own things. But I knew that Ye Fenglin and I were being so ambiguous that Ye's parents would find out sooner or later.

The bigger the commotion, the better; I couldn't be happier. I withdrew my hand and, under Ye Fenglin's gaze, gently pushed open the door and left.

I went to the doctor, and she took me to a room on the first floor. It was a classroom specially prepared for children with autism and aphasia, decorated in a particularly childlike and dreamy style. Several very young children, who refused to speak, sat inside. They seemed to know each other well, quietly holding their dolls or reading books, creating a quiet atmosphere.

“Your condition is very rare in adults. I originally planned to design a recovery plan specifically for your case, but I think it would be more appropriate for you to spend more time with your child, learn to talk to him first, and then proceed gradually,” the doctor told me.

“I know,” I told her in sign language.

“Your psychological burden is too heavy. Interacting with adults will only make you more nervous. These children are recovering very well. Try to play with the children, and with the methods I taught you, you will be able to say some simple words in less than two months. However, there is one volunteer who is not here today. He is also very experienced and will help you.”

The doctor opened the door and said to them in an exceptionally gentle voice, "Children, a sister has come to keep you company today. This sister is very shy and doesn't dare to speak. Can you help her and get her to speak?"

A group of children were looking me up and down.

After a while, one of the girls, who had her hair in pigtails, said in a soft voice, "We can teach her to speak."

I smiled, half-squatted in front of the girl, and took her hand. The girl looked at me with her round eyes and said, "Can I touch you? You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Why can't you talk?"

I lowered my head, took the girl's hand, and touched her face. Her hand was soft, stroking my eyelashes, my nose, and even curiously cupping my hair. I didn't frighten the children; soon, others gathered around as well.

I got along very well with them.

Just like the doctor said, the children were very patient. My voice was very muffled and low, and I had to bounce it in my throat several times before I could make it out. It was completely inaudible, but the children still taught me how to make a sound.

The doctor said that as long as I keep getting injections, massaging and relaxing my vocal cords, and practicing speaking, I will gradually recover.

"This is a goldfish."

"Fish..." I mouthed, listening to the children's sounds, and then I imitated them. Suddenly, I thought of Yu Xu.

My lips moved silently, and I practiced several times, inhaling and relaxing, "Yu...Xu..."

I hadn't spoken for over three years. Hearing my own voice startled me; it was delicate and weak. This was the first time I had called out Yu Xu's name. I smiled with relief. As long as Yu Xu woke up, he would be able to hear me speak.

I played with them in the classroom for a while, and then another boy ran over with a basketball and asked me if I knew how to play.

The other children had also gotten tired of the picture books and came over one after another. I have a pretty good talent for sports, so I volunteered to be the captain and divided them into two teams. We went to the indoor court behind the hospital. I took the basketball and did a simple three-step layup. The moment the basketball left my hand, it only spun around the rim and didn't go in.

"Hmm, it's just so-so."

"It's not as good as Brother Xu's at all; the pose isn't as graceful."

"Sister, you still need to practice a bit more."

The children were chattering away. I picked up the basketball that had rolled off the court, my cheeks flushed. I gestured to them, indicating that I could demonstrate my three-point shooting.

I stepped outside the line, took a deep breath, and, as instructed by my high school teacher, bent my knees, raised my wrist, and threw the basketball. However, it went further and further away from the hoop, and I could only watch awkwardly as it bounced away again.

With a thud, the basketball hit the ground and rolled to the side. Before I could pick it up, it had already run to the black limited edition sneakers. I looked up and saw a tall boy standing in front of me.

The other person was wearing a short gray windbreaker, a black sweater, broad shoulders, long legs, and brand-new, beautiful limited-edition sneakers.

He had a long neck and delicate, handsome features, but his aloof demeanor gave him a superior, unattainable air, making him look like a top model at first glance.

"..." It was him, Xu Ya, whom I had seen at the art museum last time.

His handsome face was slightly furrowed, as if displeased by my sudden appearance. His large hands easily grasped the basketball, and the next second, as if giving the basketball life, it spun between his fingertips.

"Brother Xu." A group of children swarmed around him, and finally a hint of emotion appeared on his face. His eyelashes drooped casually as he looked at the children.

I was a little flustered, and Xu Ya glanced at me again. His mood was different from the last time at the art museum; he was more reserved and silent, yet carried the aloofness of a privileged son of heaven. I didn't expect him to be so patient. At the child's request, he raised his hand and casually threw the basketball into the hoop.

"Sister Xiaofu, come play with us too!" The girl grabbed my hand, and I could only awkwardly look at Xu Ya.

He turned his head, his sharp profile giving off an unfriendly vibe. I hesitated for a moment, then shook my head. I told them to go ahead and play, as I had something to do and needed to go back to school.

After I finished speaking, I quickly turned around, but I could still feel Xu Ya's sharp gaze.

Does he hate me?

On my way to buy a drink, I happened to run into the doctor who diagnosed my psychological problems last time. When he saw me, he greeted me very politely, "Coming for treatment again? Didn't Lin Jindong come with you this time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw me shake my head and smiled politely.

I walked towards the subway station, intending to go back to school first to find a second-hand place to sell the things I bought with my card last night. I didn't expect it to be so cold outside, so I hesitated again. Instead, I bought a bunch of jasmine flowers and prepared to go back to the hospital.

As I walked forward, I heard car horns honking behind me.

I instinctively dodged to the right, but after I moved away, not only did no cars pass by, but the sound became increasingly sharp and urgent. I turned my head and saw a dark gray Bentley Bentayga in front of me, and my heart skipped a beat.

The car windows were covered with black tint to prevent peeping, so I couldn't see the people inside, but my gut feeling told me it was dangerous.

I tried to run to the hospital, but the car suddenly accelerated, and with a loud, sharp screech of brakes, it came to a stop right in front of me.

The car window slowly rolled down, and a handsome yet extremely striking face gradually emerged from the shadows. He was incredibly handsome, with striking features and that smile that exuded an explosive amount of hormones.

"Where are you going? I'll take you. Get in the car." Lin Jindong was wearing black leather gloves, with a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, and a smile on his lips.

He wore a black overcoat and suit, giving off an overwhelming aura. He wasn't wearing a tie, and below his neck was an undeniable sense of power and explosive energy.

The gentleman's suit looked dashing on him at first glance. In fact, I've never seen a man who suited this kind of clothing better. He was tall and perfectly proportioned, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, which made the clothes look noble and well-fitting, giving him a strong sense of elite status.

I shook my head violently and told him in sign language, "I already paid you back the repair fee last night."

"Come here." His tone remained firm and brooked no argument.

I didn't really want to go, but I felt it was better to clarify the car repair issue, so I quietly got into the car.

The cigarette in Lin Jindong's hand had a slightly bitter, astringent taste. It wasn't unpleasant, but it wasn't pleasant either. Seeing me frowning, he stubbed out the rest of the cigarette before giving me a faint smile and asking, "Are you here to see a doctor or to see a person?"

I looked up at him and pursed my lips.

"Where did you get two million?" Lin Jindong's dark eyes were sharp, and his tone was very calm and straightforward.

I had no way to answer him, so I remained silent. But Lin Jindong wouldn't let me go. He slowly reached out and grabbed my chin with his large hand. "I've warned you many times to stay away from Ye Fenglin. Are you so desperate for a man that you'd be with him for two million?"

"..." This was an unanswerable fact. I turned my face away, but Lin Jindong's strength was astonishing, and I couldn't move.

He squinted at me uncontrollably, loosened his grip slightly, and smiled with pleasure. "If you're so eager to find a man, why don't you just come to me? I can satisfy you better than Ye Fenglin, believe it or not."

Lin Jindong's tone was filled with absolute confidence and certainty.