During the time away from Beiping, Shen Yunjin barely slept or rested.
At that time, Nanzhi's train from Beiping led to many places, and he was unsure where she would get off. He originally planned to search for her station by station, like looking for a needle in a haystack.
But then he thought about how clever she was, having deceived him time and time again. If she could leave, she would surely run far away.
So he took a car directly to Guangchuan and went to the most well-informed dance hall, all in order to find out about her as soon as possible.
Perhaps it was fate, for as soon as he arrived, he offered the boss a cigarette, but before he could even light it, he heard an extremely familiar voice.
Shen Yunjin looked up at the face he had longed for for so long, and the cigarette in his mouth unexpectedly fell to the ground.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at her, intending to be gentle, but his long lack of rest had made his expression gloomy. She seemed to be frightened, like a cat with its fur standing on end, her face turned pale, and she turned and ran away.
Instinctively, Shen Yunjin's expression darkened further. He stepped over the cigarette butt that had fallen to the ground, strode over, and grabbed her.
Why are you running?
Nan Zhi froze, her head bowed and face covered, refusing to look at him. Her voice grew hoarse and rough. "You've mistaken me for someone else."
Shen Yunjin was both pleased and annoyed that they were still acting together.
But now that he had caught her, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense for so long, finally returned to his body. He decided to give her a good scare and deliberately lowered his voice.
"Is that so?" He looked at her small hands covering her face and chuckled. "Looks like I really did mistake you for someone else."
Nan Zhi struggled: "Since you've admitted your mistake, please let go of my hand."
"Weren't you here to audition for a singing girl position? Why are you turning around and leaving?"
Mentioning this made Shen Yunjin even angrier. She was so afraid of being sold into a nightclub before, but after escaping, she ended up here instead. Wasn't she afraid of falling into a wolf's den after escaping from a tiger's den?
Nan Zhi smiled, then hesitated for a moment: "I won't have the interview."
Why?
"Not pretty enough."
Shen Yunjin did not let go of her hand, but instead squeezed it tighter and tighter. "Lift your head up so I can see if it's enough."
Nanzhi slowly raised her eyes.
Just as Shen Yunjin was about to see her face, she unexpectedly kicked him hard in the knee.
Despite her small size, she was surprisingly strong. Shen Yunjin almost knelt down, but even so, he didn't let go of her hand and held it tightly.
Seeing that she couldn't kick him away, Nanzhi leaned in again and bit his hand hard.
Why does her cat bite people?
Shen Yunjin gasped.
Nan Zhi thought that he would finally let go, but he still held on tightly, letting her bite him.
Doesn't he feel pain?
She slowly raised her head and looked at him.
But she saw him just silently watching her, his narrow eyes reflecting the light from the ceiling, making him look gentler and less cold and scary.
Have you had enough?
Nanzhi didn't speak.
He stretched out his other hand, "Are you tired of that one? Try this one."
Nan Zhi suddenly felt bored. She rubbed her lips and said with a look of disgust, "It's too salty, I don't want it."
"You are quite different now than you were in the Marshal's Mansion."
Shen Yunjin looked at her, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
She was too gentle and demure in the Marshal's Mansion, like a bird kept in a gilded cage, unlike her current vitality.
Shen Yunjin tried several times to see a trace of lingering affection and guilt in her eyes, but there was none; only fear.
But it doesn't matter. Since she's the one he's chosen, he'll always find a way to win her over.
She shook him off and tried to run away.
He didn't want to play along with her anymore, so he strode forward, grabbed her around the waist, and held her tightly in his arms.
"The cat-and-mouse game is over." He looked down at her, his eyes narrowed, the threat heavy. "If you dare to run again, I'll break your legs."
Nan Zhi raised her eyes and glared at him, showing no fear whatsoever. "Let me go. I don't want to go back with you."
After leaving Beiping, she became even bolder.
Shen Yunjin didn't let go, and carried her all the way out of the dance hall.
Nanzhi struggled in his arms, but it was like a fish out of water; no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless.
She couldn't understand why the power potion she exchanged was only effective in the first dimension, and later it became useless for the male protagonist with good fortune.
Seeing that she couldn't escape, she resorted to verbal attacks.
"Let go of me, Shen Yunjin. I am your stepmother. How can you hold me like this?"
Shen Yunjin showed no self-awareness whatsoever, and even chuckled softly, "Since you want to be my stepmother so badly, should I send you back to continue being the ninth concubine?"
"Okay," Nan Zhi smiled. "Send me back right away, I miss your dad."
She's quite good at annoying people.
Shen Yunjin stared at her: "I don't want to hear you talk right now, shut your mouth."
"I'm going to say it," Nan Zhi sneered. "Young Marshal, I only realized after I left that your father is much better. He's rich and powerful, and he's so much more gentlemanly than you!"
Before Nanzhi could finish speaking, she was slapped on the butt by this guy.
Her face immediately turned red.
Seeing the fierce look in his eyes, as if he would hit her again if she dared to utter another word, she dared not speak.
Nanzhi reluctantly leaned against him, and he carried her all the way to a black sedan.
He left her in her seat, and just as she was about to get up and run away from the car, he followed her in.
Before she could react, he pulled the curtain shut on the car window, then cupped the back of her head with his large hand and planted a powerful kiss on her head.
Nan Zhi was a little stunned. After she came to her senses, she tried to push him away, but he held her tightly, pried open her teeth, and kissed her more deeply and passionately.
Nanzhi heard his heart pounding wildly and saw the deep, surging love in his eyes that had been hidden for so long.
She was somewhat dazed, gradually losing strength from the kisses, and slowly closed her eyes. From initially resisting to lying flat, she eventually responded without even realizing it.
She clutched his collar with her small hands, her soft lips obediently pressed against his, entwining with his, their breaths swirling and intertwining.
It wasn't until she felt something hard pressing against her that she suddenly realized what was happening.
"Shen...Shen Yunjin, don't do anything reckless!"
She pushed him away, panting slightly, her eyes red-rimmed, clearly moved, but that was all.
Shen Yunjin watched her withdraw so quickly, as if her previous response was just his imagination.
He felt as if he had been doused with cold water, and instantly calmed down.
He stroked her radiant face, his voice hoarse, "I won't send you back to be the ninth concubine."
Nanzhi was pleasantly surprised, "Really?"
"But there's a condition."
Nan Zhi knew it wouldn't be that simple; her eyes darkened. "What are the conditions?"
He looked at her, and even though there was no love in her eyes for him, he still said, word by word, "You can't leave me again."
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