Chapter 107 Yan Tingnan, Leave No Mark
Zhou Wei also realized what was happening, and his tone was certain.
"Damn it, they're taking advantage of our weakness!"
"Brother Ye, can you tolerate this?"
"Shut up."
Yan Yunye interrupted him with a hoarse voice.
Tolerate?
What right does he have to be reluctant?
He was the one who didn't want her.
He stood by Wen Wanwan's side time and time again, watching the light in her eyes gradually fade away.
He was the one who pushed her away.
Now that she has found someone who truly cherishes her, what can he do but watch?
Should I rush over and question them? Or should I declare my sovereignty like a clown?
Does he deserve it?
A profound sense of powerlessness gripped him, numbing his limbs and bones more than alcohol.
It turns out that losing someone isn't an instantaneous, intense pain.
Instead, every single minute and second that followed was a bitter taste of the consequences of the foolishness of that time.
How could he have thought she was willful and immature before?
Looking back now, her love, with its sharp edges, was vibrant and passionate, the only genuine light in his cold world.
And he extinguished it with his own hands.
Seeing his dazed look, Zhou Wei panicked and grabbed his arm.
"Brother Ye! So what exactly do you mean?"
"You're just going to let it go like that?"
Yan Yunye was jolted by his tug and slowly raised his head.
The bloodshot in his eyes hadn't faded, yet a kind of almost obsessive light shone through.
"never mind?"
He forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace, his voice hoarse.
"Zhou Wei, I feel like I can't live without her."
"I was a bastard before, I was blind."
"Now I want to win her back."
Zhou Wei's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had heard something unbelievable.
"Catch them back? Brother Ye, are you kidding me?"
He looked Yan Yunye up and down as if he were seeing him for the first time.
"You're going to go after her now? She's already got someone with her!"
"This doesn't mean..."
Zhou Wei struggled for a long time before finally finding a word.
"Go and become a male mistress to steal someone else's boyfriend?!"
These words were like a needle, causing Yan Yunye's cheek muscles to twitch.
The term "male mistress" is utterly shameful.
In the past, the proud and arrogant Yan Yunye would have flipped the table on the spot upon hearing these words.
But at this moment, he simply clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently.
"So be it, she's a mistress."
His voice was low, with a resigned self-mockery, yet unusually stubborn.
"I lost her first."
"Whether you bow your head or act shamelessly, I accept it."
"I'm determined to dig into this corner."
"The thought of her smiling at other people and letting them touch her makes me feel like I'm going crazy."
"I can't live without her."
Zhou Wei fell completely silent, his mouth agape, unable to close for a long time.
Yan Yunye's arrogant demeanor was gone, leaving only a dejected look as if his bones had been removed.
Love is a fucking thing that can transform a person completely, even break their bones and make them new.
Zhou Wei finally just sighed heavily and patted him on the shoulder.
"Alright, Brother Ye."
"Think it through."
"Brother, well, whatever you do, I'll be on your side."
...
Su Ruan returned to her apartment and threw herself into the bathtub.
She breathed a sigh of relief as the hot water enveloped her aching limbs.
The absurd days in the southwest felt like a feverish dream; only after landing in Beijing did the tangible reality slowly return.
She was so tired that her eyelids were drooping. She hastily dried her hair, collapsed into bed, and fell asleep instantly.
I slept without any dreams.
When I opened my eyes again, it was broad daylight.
My phone kept vibrating. I grabbed it and saw a text message from Yan Tingnan, which was concise and to the point.
[Basement B2, downstairs from your apartment building.]
Su Ruan raised an eyebrow, lifted the covers, and got out of bed.
After a quick wash, the person in the mirror still looked sleepy, but there was a light in their eyes.
I put on light makeup, quickly got ready, and went down to the underground parking garage right on time.
Yan Tingnan's black Phantom lay quietly in the parking space.
The car window was lowered halfway, revealing Yan Tingnan's expressionless profile.
The gold-rimmed glasses reflected a cold light as he held a document in his hand, his eyes lowered as he read it.
The driver respectfully opened the car door.
Su Ruan crawled inside, bringing with her a touch of the morning coolness.
Good morning, Mr. Yan.
She fastened her seatbelt and turned to look at him.
Yan Tingnan didn't even lift his eyelids, only briefly glancing at the document, and gave a faint "hmm".
The morning light streamed through the car window, casting soft shadows on his sharply defined profile.
Serious and abstinent.
Who would have thought that just a few days ago, this man was breathing heavily and spouting nonsense in her ear?
This stark contrast between public and private life inexplicably stirs up a sense of longing.
Su Ruan clicked her tongue inwardly.
Do you not recognize someone just because you put on pants?
OK.
Teacher Yan's acting skills are top-notch.
Su Ruan didn't disturb her, turning her head to look at the street scene flowing outside the window.
Suddenly, my legs felt heavy.
A warm sandwich and coffee landed in her palm, beautifully packaged.
"Finish eating."
He still didn't look up, his voice indifferent.
Su Ruan held the sandwich, a smile curving her lips.
"Thank you for the treat, Mr. Yan."
She ate in small bites, the only sound in the car being the soft rustling of pages turning.
The car smoothly entered the main road and merged into the morning rush hour traffic.
Stop at a slightly longer red light.
Yan Tingnan finally closed the document, took off his glasses, and suddenly raised his hand to press the partition on the center console.
What are the plans for today?
Su Ruan replied, "We finalized the subsequent construction schedule with Sheng Sheng."
"Um."
He responded.
"come over."
His voice was low and husky, with a magnetic quality.
The speed at which she changed her expression made Su Ruan raise an eyebrow.
Yan Tingnan stretched out his long arm and pulled her from the opposite seat, pressing her onto his lap.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Good."
"Don't think things through tonight."
He lowered his head and kissed her lips.
It wasn't a superficial attempt; it was an eagerness to delve deeper and possess after a night of estrangement.
He gripped the back of her neck with his palm, forcing her to tilt her head back to bear the pain.
With his other hand, he slid down to her waist and slowly massaged her through the fabric.
Su Ruan's breath hitched, and she gripped the fabric of his suit tightly with her fingers.
This man is always like this.
On the surface, he appears abstinent and cold, but in private, he is so lustful that he makes people weak in the knees.
Su Ruan was breathless from his kisses, and with great difficulty she turned her head away, her lips glistening with moisture.
"My makeup is ruined..."
She protested in a low voice.
"We'll pay for it later."
He mumbled, his kiss lingering on her neck.
"Yan Tingnan, don't leave any marks. We'll need to meet someone later."
She pushed him, but her strength was so soft it was like a reluctant acceptance.
Yan Tingnan grabbed her wrist and twisted it behind her back.
His kiss landed again, silencing all her unspoken words.
Su Ruan trembled all over, her breathing completely disordered.
The driver then tapped very lightly on the partition glass to indicate that they had arrived at their destination.
Yan Tingnan paused, took a deep breath, and buried his head in her neck for a few seconds to calm himself down.
When I looked up again, the surging waves in my eyes had been forcibly suppressed, leaving only a deep darkness.
He carefully straightened her clothes and hair, which he had messed up, and wiped the smudged lipstick from the corner of her lips with his fingertips.
Her movements were meticulous and could be described as gentle.
She was a completely different person from the man who had been so forceful and demanding just moments before.
"alright."
His voice was still low and hoarse, but he had regained some composure.
"I'll pick you up tonight."
"Go in."
Su Ruan's cheeks were still burning. She glared at him and quickly opened the car door.
The moment my feet touched the ground, my legs buckled and I almost lost my balance.
What a scoundrel!
She cursed inwardly.
I looked up and was caught off guard by a familiar figure.
Yan Yunye.
He stood a few steps away, holding a delicate paper bag in his hand.
He seemed to have just arrived and was about to go inside.
Seeing Su Ruan step out of the conspicuous Phantom, he stopped in his tracks and his pupils contracted slightly.
"Ruan Ruan?"
"You got out of my dad's car?"
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