Meng Jiuyi was confused: "What?"

Tan Yuchen said, "There's a dress-up game, but it's not appropriate to show your face."

"Then why did you take off my mask just now? Don't you know you can reuse it?"

"Your face was just exposed to the media, aren't you afraid people will search the world for you?"

Tan Yuchen pulled her to sit down next to him and clicked his tongue, "And President Meng is too stingy. She's so frugal with the things she uses on her face. Isn't she afraid of having an allergic reaction?"

Ever since she was tricked by him the first time, Meng Jiuyi has never stubbornly stuck with a mask again. If she encountered someone just as shrewd as him, she wouldn't even know how she died. And considering it's a daily disposable item, given her stingy nature, she's even less likely to be willing to spend more money.

Actually, she had a slight allergic reaction. He applied the ointment to the red marks on her face, and a mild burning sensation gradually spread.

Tan Yuchen asked, "Does it hurt?"

Meng Jiuyi gently shook his head.

He ran his fingers through her long hair, brushing it downwards. The hot sweat clinging to her skin was dried by the wind, but the marks were still very clear, winding downwards like strawberries.

Tan Yuchen's eyes darkened for no apparent reason.

"What about other places?"

It took Meng Jiuyi a moment to realize what he was talking about, and her ears instantly burned.

He didn't let her go all afternoon, tirelessly pulling her into his vortex of desire time and again, until her voice was hoarse. He then brought her water to feed her.

Seeing the tear stains on her eyelashes, and the way she looked like she was about to cry, the desire I had finally managed to suppress resurfaced.

"Hindsight is 20/20... You weren't being so kind just now."

Tan Yuchen, like a scoundrel, asked knowingly, "What did I just do?"

He forced her to say everything she wanted to hear. She cried so hard, but he was as excited as could be. There was something on the sofa, the bed, and even the bathroom.

Meng Jiuyi remained silent.

He retorted nonchalantly, "If President Meng doesn't explain clearly, how am I supposed to correct everything next time?"

Meng Jiuyi was so startled he almost jumped up. He gently pressed her down and kissed her ear.

"Just apply some medicine, in case it really hurts?"

"...Absolutely not!" Her eyes darted around in a panic, and suddenly she caught sight of a photo on the shelf at the far end of the sofa. The outline was blurry, but it was stunning enough.

Who is the person in the photo?

Tan Yuchen turned his head and glanced at it, then said after a few seconds.

"My mom."

Meng Jiuyi noticed that his tone had become much calmer, as if he had been submerged in water. The G550 that he usually flew on had been taken away by Tan Xi when he went abroad for research, and there was never a photo of his mother on board. This plane was mostly used to accompany Zhou Congjin to conferences.

She knew she should skip this topic, but she really wanted to see what her mother looked like, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Tan Yuchen reached out and snatched the photo.

"Watch it if you want."

The woman in the photo has only half of her face shown in profile. She is looking up at the cherry blossoms, her eyes as bright as the moon. Even just this half-profile is so stunning that it's impossible to look away.

The man's features resembled hers very much.

Meng Jiuyi glanced at him and said, "Compared to your mother, you seem to have undergone a genetic mutation."

Tan Yuchen snorted and pinched her cheek. "Who was it that kept staring at me on the cruise ship last time, and even touching me inappropriately?"

Meng Jiuyi vaguely remembered.

"I was drunk..." She mistook him for Xu Yanzhi, and immediately swallowed the rest of her words, not wanting him to find out. However, Tan Yuchen had already sensed something was amiss and narrowed his eyes.

"What happens after you get drunk?"

Meng Jiuyi bit her lip.

Tan Yuchen lifted her chin. "Tell me, who did you think I was a substitute for? No wonder you suddenly became so lustful while we were drinking and tried to kiss me."

He had clearly guessed who it was, and now he was not only unhappy.

It's true that she liked Xu Yanzhi. In the years he wasn't involved in, if they had gotten together back then, he couldn't have interfered at all.

He's so sour he could almost drink vinegar.

"No one...no one..."

She put down the photo and tried to slip away, but Tan Yuchen took the opportunity to press her down onto the sofa, sealing her lips with his own, his hands wandering around uncontrollably.

Seeing that things were about to go wrong, Meng Jiuyi quickly begged for mercy, pitifully saying, "I won't do it anymore!.....It hurts."

He slowly stopped, burying his face in her neck and breathing heavily.

"...What kind of person is your mother?"

Tan Yuchen grabbed her wrist and slipped his hand between her fingers.

"She's about 80% like you in personality. She looks gentle and mild-mannered on the outside, but she's actually very opinionated. In high school, she wanted to go abroad behind my grandfather's back. Old Zhou pursued her for many years, but she still couldn't recognize her. Later, when she got stubborn, she traveled all over the world, and Old Zhou had to personally coax her to bring her back."

He chuckled softly, "If she were still here, you two would definitely have a lot to talk about. She would probably think you were her long-lost daughter and would dote on you to the extreme."

After they finished speaking, they both paused briefly, because they were imagining something impossible, and the disappointment came when they woke up.

Meng Jiuyi cupped his face in her hands, "Then how did your mother and grandfather...?"

She didn't want to know anymore from other people.

The cabin temperature was pleasant. Looking down at him up close, his pupils were like dark rocks, so deep that one could not see the bottom.

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Good night. I didn't write much today, I'll make up for it tomorrow.