Chapter 96: Han Zhan is a gentleman?

What to respond?

His kiss?

If the compensation he wanted was to take back the bargain, Shi Yin agreed with his approach. With a give-and-take, neither side would owe the other anything.

Shi Yin leaned against the slightly cool glass window at the back, and when he kissed her again, she imitated his movements and opened her mouth to suck on his thin lips.

Finished sucking.

A pair of eyes looked at him.

As if asking, "Did I respond correctly?"

Han Zhan's throat felt dry as he felt her gentle breath, her clumsy yet alluring face reflected in his vision. The dim surroundings silently heightened the ambiguity. His grip around her waist instinctively tightened, and his deep black eyes concealed the most primal impulses of desire for another.

He pressed his lips against hers, and the hand wearing the wedding ring stroked the back of her neck. While kissing her, he pressed her face possessively in front of him, sucking away all her air, leaving her with only him to breathe.

…

Ten minutes later.

Shi Yin sat on the edge of the bed.

The snow-white long-sleeved silk nightgown hung loosely on her body, and a pair of slender porcelain-white legs hung lazily on the edge of the bed, with the slippers Han Zhan had just given her on her feet.

There was a sound of dripping water coming from the bathroom.

Han Zhan went to take a shower.

She stared out at the rainy night, her chaotic breathing still stabilizing, her chest still rising and falling slightly. This was the first time she had kissed Han Zhan while still conscious. Shi Yin could never have imagined that his kiss would make her limbs go limp, and she almost fell several times while leaning against the glass window.

He's such a great kisser.

He is indeed a well-known playboy with rich experience.

"bite!"

The phone on the bedside table lit up.

Shi Yin came back to his senses.

She was about to reach out to take it when she realized something was wrong. She paused for half a second, looking up at her palm which was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Shi Yinyan frowned and tentatively placed her sweaty hand on her chest.

Accelerated heartbeat.

Bang bang.

Her palms trembled through her nightgown, which was neither thick nor thin.

Dr. Rong said that her disease has reached the middle and late stages, and nothing in the outside world can basically affect her mood. In other words, she is losing the emotions that a normal person should have.

Joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, surprise

Perception is deteriorating.

Over the past year or so, she has clearly felt the world go silent, everything fade away, she can neither hear nor see. At this moment, she has a wave, her heartbeat is no longer as calm as stagnant water, and her moist palms are silently saying that she has hope of recovery.

Scars of varying sizes on the arms.

Molly and Dr. Rong felt sorry for her self-harm.

But they didn't know that she had never considered suicide. Suicide was the choice of giving up on life, and self-harm was her only means of self-preservation. She wanted to live, but she didn't know how to live.

Shi Yin wiped the sweat from his palm.

Laughed softly.

The phone vibrated a few more times. Shi Yin picked it up and looked at the WeChat message from Mo Li: "Yin Yin, I saw the news from the Beijing media even though I'm far away in Australia. You saw it up close in the banquet hall. Wasn't it exciting and satisfying?"

Wedding scene.

The newlyweds exchanged rings on the stage.

The large LED screen behind them suddenly played the scene of the two people having an affair. The sister and her future brother-in-law went to bed. It was so immoral and shameful that it destroyed people's worldviews. Even the dogs passing by would spit on it.

The house was full of guests.

Everyone's eyes widened.

The reporters who followed the filming all switched to high-definition cameras to grab the headlines.

The capital was destined to be a frenzy tonight. No one needed to sleep, as they were already energized by the sheer volume of Song Sinian and Shi Qinghe's gossip. Mo Li was no exception, so excited she almost wanted to jump into the Pacific and swim back. "Yinyin, wait until I get back, and we'll celebrate with champagne! These two scumbags who bullied you have finally been nailed to the pillar of shame, and they'll never be able to clear their name."

Shi Yin typed: "When you come back, I'll treat you to a meal."

Molly: "Where have you been? You didn't answer my calls, and you only replied after I sent you so many messages."

Shi Yin told the truth about what happened. After hearing this, the other party was shocked and said, "Shi Qinghe drugged her husband at her own wedding? Is she crazy?"

Shi Yin, "You're so stupid."

Mo Li: "That's right, even Nuwa couldn't mend the sky to make up for the missing piece of her heart."

Mo Li asked again, "How are you now? Are you in the hospital or at the wedding hotel? Is there anyone with you? Send me the address and I'll send Yu Zhi's bodyguards to protect you."

Shi Yin replied: "I'm fine, Han Zhan is here."

After seeing this message, Mo Li edited the content several times before sending it back after a long time: "So, did you take advantage of the drug and capture the Second Young Master? Who said Shi Qinghe's drug was bad? This drug is simply amazing. It helps the couple's sex life and warms up their relationship... When I return to the capital, you won't already have a child, right?"

Shi Yin: “…”

Shi Yin: "I have no interest in Han Zhan's body."

So many women have had it.

She doesn't want it.

Mo Li: "?"

Mo Li: "I'm not familiar with the Second Young Master, so I don't know what he's like, but he has a figure that's like a walking clothes hanger, and a face that's far superior to any Chinese entertainment star. How can I not be interested?"

Shi Yin shattered her fantasy, "I soaked in cold water for a long time."

Molly asked again.

"When he realized something was wrong with me, he took me into the bathroom and pushed me into the cold water. He carried me out once, but I probably did something to him again because I wasn't thinking straight, so he threw me into the bathtub again."

"Is Han Er such a gentleman?"

"Well, putting aside his past love history, I've only seen him for the past few months since we got married. He's truly a good man with decent character."

Especially tonight.

A passionate and willing woman throws herself at you, for free, and without any responsibility. In this situation, any man who comes should not refuse.

Han Zhan did not follow the trend.

He immediately gave her a physical cooling treatment and then called a private doctor. He was handsome, had a good figure, could say nice things to make people happy, and was so gentlemanly and graceful. No wonder so many girls liked him. If Shi Yin hadn't been sick and had no obstacles in perceiving love, after spending more time with him, she might—

“Bang, bang!”

The knock on the door brought Shi Yin back to his senses.

She got out of bed, walked to the door of the private room and opened it. A waitress was standing outside, holding a set of clean men's clothes. Seeing Shi Yin, she said in surprise, "Mrs. Han, are you awake?"

"Um."

"I changed your clothes while you were unconscious."

"Thanks."

"These are clothes for Mr. Han."

"Thank you for your hard work." Shi Yin took it.

"You're welcome." The young waitress was very enthusiastic. She handed over the clothes and also gave me an extra tube of ointment. "Madam, when I was changing your clothes, I saw that you had an injury on your arm. I bought this at the nearest pharmacy. They said it can relieve pain and swelling."

Shi Yin lowered her eyes and glanced at her sleeves.

Hidden beneath the silk fabric were numerous new and old wounds of varying sizes.

She herself finds it ugly.

Even a little scary.

Shi Yin apologized to her, saying that her wound had stained her beautiful eyes and frightened her. She closed the door and went back into the house. After a few steps, she saw Han Zhan, who had just finished taking a shower.

He was wearing only a white bath towel.

Tie loosely at the waist.

The water stains were not wiped away, and transparent water droplets slid down his collarbone, flowed over his well-defined chest and abdominal muscles, and silently fell into the bath towel.

People are visual creatures, and Shi Yin is no exception. Her eyes were fixed on this beautiful figure for a long time, and Han Zhan just stood there and let her look. After an unknown amount of time, Han Er smiled and said, "Wife, can I put on my clothes now?"

Shi Yin came back to his senses.

Walk towards him immediately.

She coughed twice and handed him the clothes in her hand.

Han Zhan took the clothes she handed him, bent down close to her fair face that was slightly red with embarrassment, and deliberately teased her: "I'm not only good-looking from the front, but also from the side and back. It's free, no charge. Honey, do you want to take a look?"