Chapter 106 Be good, just give me one night off?
There was a moment of silence inside the car.
Su Ruan's fingers were still wrapped around Yan Tingnan's palm.
Go to his place?
Her lower back immediately began to ache slightly.
Once this man took the plunge, he was like a wound-up toy; during those few days in the southwest, she didn't get a full night's sleep.
He can make a living anywhere – from mountain temples to tents by lakes – calling it adapting to local conditions.
Su Ruan took a breath, gently scratched his palm with her fingertips, and softened her tone.
"Teacher Yan, tonight is really not an option."
Yan Tingnan lowered his eyes, looking into her almond-shaped eyes that were so close to his.
"reason?"
Su Ruan raised her hand and pressed the central control partition button.
With a soft hum, the black partition glass slowly rose.
It completely isolates the driver in the front seat, creating a completely private space.
She took the opportunity to pull her hand back, her body went limp, and she leaned into his arms, poking his hard chest with her finger.
"Teacher Yan, please explain yourself."
"Going to western Sichuan for a few days is inconvenient, and I haven't washed a lot of clothes yet."
"And I haven't had a single good night's sleep these past few days."
Yan Tingnan looked down at her, his gaze behind his gold-rimmed glasses deep and calm. He didn't speak, waiting for her to continue.
"And I'm so tired."
She blinked, her eyelashes fluttering, trying to make herself look pitiful.
"Teacher Yan is exceptionally skilled. I request a one-night break to regroup?"
Su Ruan sat up, leaned in, rubbed her nose against his cheek, and quickly kissed his Adam's apple.
"Sweetie, can you give me one night off?"
"We need sustainable development, do you understand?"
"Can Teacher Yan tell the difference between one full meal and a full meal?"
"Some things don't need to be done in one night, right?"
Yan Tingnan's Adam's apple bobbed.
She took the initiative to be affectionate, as if begging me not to bother her.
This combination of tactics—being affectionate and coaxing, and even making twisted and fallacious arguments sound plausible—was used to achieve this effect.
He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her even closer to him.
"It's true that you don't have to finish it in one night, but you can do it every night."
He responded naturally, his fingertips caressing her lips.
"Distribution according to work, more work more pay."
Su Ruan was speechless at his blunt and forceful words.
But she didn't show it on her face, only whimpering and snuggling into his arms.
"So you just don't want me to rest properly, Yan Tingnan, you don't care about me at all."
"Whatever, tonight I'm going back to my own place, catch up on sleep, do laundry, and be a decent human being."
These words carried a hint of coquettishness, but more so a calculated move to soften his heart.
As expected, Yan Tingnan remained silent for a few seconds.
He tightened his arms around her, then slowly loosened them.
He raised his hand and gently touched the faint bluish tint under her eyes with his fingertips, his tone softening.
"OK."
"I'll let you go tonight."
Su Ruan had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard him speak again.
"Move in with me."
"It will save you from running around and not getting enough rest."
Su Ruan blinked and immediately shook her head.
"What happened to our secret relationship?"
"I just resigned from Qingyan, and now I'm moving into your private residence?"
"That's too arrogant. I'm afraid your old man will have to invite me for tea the next day."
She shook their still-clasped hands.
"Living separately and keeping distance is what makes it seem like an affair."
"Teacher Yan, don't you want to try the thrill of stealing?"
Yan Tingnan looked at the determination in her eyes and knew that this matter could not be rushed.
He really wanted to keep an eye on her all the time, and only felt at ease when he had her in his pocket.
But the waters are too deep right now, and the time is not yet ripe.
The old man has many spies; rashly putting her in the open would only harm her.
His jawline tightened for a moment, but he ultimately gave in.
"what ever."
His tone was a bit cold, but he didn't loosen his grip on her.
"Thank you, Teacher Yan!"
Su Ruan immediately smiled and leaned in to peck him on the lips.
"This is a reward for you!"
Yan Tingnan's eyes darkened, and he held the back of her head, deepening the kiss until she was panting before releasing her.
He stroked the thin callus on the back of her hand with his fingertips, a mark left from years of holding a pen.
The movement was very gentle, and it tickled a little.
Su Ruan's heart also felt a little itchy.
Then Yan Tingnan spoke calmly.
"I'll pick you up and drop you off every day."
Su Ruan: "I have a car."
"It uses a lot of gas."
His reasons were compelling and left no room for refusal.
"I'm going that way anyway."
Su Ruan was both amused and exasperated.
Tan Palace and her apartment are completely opposite; what kind of path are they on?
But she had seen this man become stubborn before.
Never mind, let him be.
...
On the other side, there are bar booths.
Zhou Wei's phone vibrated, displaying a photo and text message from Su Ruan.
He widened his eyes and suddenly shoved the limp Yan Yunye.
"Brother Ye! She's back! She's back!"
Yan Yunye looked up abruptly, as if pricked by a needle, and snatched the phone away.
The screen light stung his eyes.
Those close-up shots of two clasped hands slammed into his bloodshot eyes!
Zhou Wei leaned over to look, then immediately fell silent.
In the photo, their hands are clasped together.
A man's hands are well-defined, long, and strong, exuding a sense of control.
The woman's hand, slender and fair, with slightly pink fingertips, was obediently held firmly in the palm.
It conveys intimacy, possessiveness, and a strong sense of declaration.
That hand gesture, that restrained aura—it's clearly the work of a man who has long held a position of power.
The accompanying text was a direct slap in the face.
Every word was like a poisoned needle, piercing his heart and causing his breath to stop!
She has someone else.
It wasn't out of spite, nor was it a pretense.
It truly means having someone else involved.
That's why they can be so decisive and dismissive.
Zhou Wei's smile froze, and he opened his mouth but no sound came out.
"Hold……"
After a long while, he finally found his voice, sounding incredulous and embarrassed.
"Whose hand is this?"
Zhou Wei tried to offer dry words of comfort while simultaneously sending messages to Su Ruan to inquire further.
"It's not necessarily true..."
"Maybe it's just to annoy you? They found a hand model to pose for photos..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Yunye suddenly raised his hand, signaling him to shut up.
Zhou Wei fell silent.
Yan Yunye's fingers trembled as he tapped the input box, wanting to type out a question.
Who is it?
Click send.
A glaring red exclamation mark popped up instantly!
The message was not sent successfully. Please add the recipient as a friend first.
Zhou Wei's phone also beeped at the same time.
He looked down and cursed.
"Damn it! She deleted me too!"
Yan Yunye looked at the red exclamation mark and handed the phone back to Zhou Wei.
He slowly leaned back into the shadows of the booth, the cigarette between his fingers burning out and burning him, before he abruptly let go.
Zhou Wei panicked a little and nudged him.
"Hey, bro? Say something, okay? Don't scare me."
After a long while, Yan Yunye slowly lowered his hand, his eyes bloodshot, but there was no rage, only a deathly desolation.
My heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
The twisting and turning caused him so much pain that he could barely breathe.
Alcohol and regret scorched all judgment.
At the "Breaking the Cocoon" exhibition, the image of Shen Yu with a group of wealthy women from Hong Kong supporting her popped up at an inopportune moment.
When Shen Yu looked at her, his peach blossom eyes never concealed his admiration and ambition.
Yes.
It can only be Shen Yu.
When Su Ruan was at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, Shen Yu had feelings for her.
At that time, she was only focused on herself and never paid attention to others.
He scoffed at the time, never considering Shen Yu, whose family was wealthy but whose home was far away in Hong Kong, as a threat.
For Wen Wanwan's sake, he pushed Su Ruan away time and time again.
Shen Yu waited patiently, waiting for his chance to strike.
Now that he is completely out of the picture, Shen Yu has naturally taken over.
The logic is airtight, perfectly explaining everything.
He forced a smile, his voice hoarse.
"It's Shen Yu."
Zhou Wei was taken aback: "Who?"
“Chen Yu”.
Yan Yunye repeated it, his tone eerily calm.
"He had feelings for her when he was at the Central Academy of Fine Arts."
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