Crown Prince Zhang Youye from the Jing Circle. He was known for his noble, lazy, and unruly nature. After encountering his mother's affair, he was determined not to go through with the arranged...
Back to the East Courtyard.
Once Shuyi snaps out of her daze over the Crown Prince's good looks.
She was already lying on the large bed in the east courtyard, and she could still hear the voices of the pavilion standing at the door.
"Second Miss, Uncle Wei said the power outage was caused by aging voltage, and the power might not be back on tonight. The old man is already fast asleep, and Uncle Wei told you not to worry."
"An electrician will be coming to fix things tomorrow, Miss. Are you scared? If you are, I'll come in and sleep on the floor with you, okay?"
"No need." Shu Yi got up and leaned against the window, gesturing for her to go and rest early. "I'm not scared. As long as the power comes back on tomorrow, you can go back to your room and sleep."
"Okay, then go to sleep early, goodnight."
Having said that, Tingli turned and left.
The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away. In the dimly lit room, without the lights on, Shu Yi picked up her phone again, remembering that she hadn't finished watching the video.
Open the chat window with Zhang Youye.
Click to watch the video.
After dragging the video progress bar to the point where she boarded the plane, she began to seriously analyze the video.
From the moment she boarded the plane, she was very curious about what the guy filming was laughing about.
And then there were the words the young man seemed to want to say but couldn't.
However, Shu Yi no longer doubted whether Zhang Youye was a prodigal son.
The video shows that when he tried to get behind her in the cabin, her slightly reddened ears betrayed him.
Even when he started to fasten his safety buckle, his ears turned so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
Is this what the guy was laughing at?
But thinking about it, it's understandable. What playboy would be so shy about getting so close?
After all, it was rare for the young master of Jingquan to blush.
Who else can enjoy such a feast for the eyes like the photographer? It must have been tough for him to hold back all the way here.
Shu Yi continued to pull down the timeline, pausing the video just as the two were about to jump off the plane.
Seeing him with his arm around her side for protection, she murmured, "I didn't expect the young master to be not only good-looking, but also quite a gentleman."
The image of his uncompromising tone, the moment he was about to jump off the plane, echoed in my mind once more.
Matching his actions in the video.
As she watched, Shu Yi blushed, a rare occurrence for her.
Since she was alone in the room, she covered her slightly flushed cheeks while continuing to carefully study the video.
When she saw him holding her in the air, the two of them pressed tightly together as they performed a difficult skydiving maneuver, Shuyi could no longer bear it and threw her phone far away.
At this moment, her earlobes and him in the picture.
It is exactly the same.
After calming her erratic breathing, she quietly retrieved her phone and continued watching the video.
With her ears turning red, Shu Yi began to try to analyze the situation.
"So that's why he held me so tightly back then. But what exactly did he mean by his ambiguous words just now?"
Even after watching the over one-hour video at a fast pace, Shu Yi still couldn't understand the deeper meaning behind his words.
I simply turned off the video.
I casually made a voice call to Zhang Youye.
The phone rang for a few seconds before being answered.
Before he could speak, Shu Yi spoke first: "Zhang Youye, what exactly did you mean by what you just said?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" Zhang Youye looked uneasy as the phone call finally came.
"Just now you told me to come back and watch the video, and said that you'd always be there anyway, as if I was going to settle scores with you. What exactly do you mean?" Shu Yi asked calmly, without any impatience.
Seemingly sensing something from her tone, a mischievous smile slowly crept onto Zhang Youye's lips.
"It's nothing, just the literal meaning."
Speechless at his nonsensical reply, Shu Yi rolled her eyes and had no choice but to change the subject.
"I've watched the whole video. I have to say, the editor is really dedicated. They even chose the background music so perfectly."
"I think it's good too."
As he spoke, Zhang Youye nodded slowly, his smile deepening, and continued to make conversation as if he had nothing to say.
"So, don't you think of us in the video?"
Do they look like a good match?
It was clear from her tone that she didn't seem to mind the actions in the video. Without waiting for a response, Zhang Youye continued to speak unhurriedly.
"It's okay if you don't answer me, but when we were skydiving, I hugged you to protect you. You didn't mind, did you?"
Strangely enough, even when she had close male friends, Shu Yi didn't like to have overly intimate contact with them.
However, today's contact with Zhang Youye.
She didn't feel there was anything wrong with it.
She didn't feel anything unusual when his strong arm covered her waist.
As I plummeted rapidly from high above, my slightly trembling body was enveloped by his warm breath, and my nose was filled with his pleasant scent.
She just felt very at ease.
It's like someone gently patting your heart; it's an unspoken sense of peace and comfort.
"It's alright, after all, you're a coach, so I won't object," Shu Yi answered honestly.
"That's good."
Knowing when to stop is a matter of tact even an old fox understands. Zhang Youye suppressed his smile and gave a serious warning.
"Uncle Wei told me the electricity won't be back until tomorrow. It's so late, get some rest, see you tomorrow, goodnight."
"Okay, see you tomorrow, good night."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Youye got up from the sofa, threw himself onto the big bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
He had only watched the video Bo-zai sent him briefly when he was defeated by his own actions.
He held her for so long high in the air; it was something a coach shouldn't be doing.
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