Chapter 38 Did you borrow the King of Hell's courage tonight?
Wen Wanwan's face flushed even more, and her eyes were filled with expectant tears.
Yan Yunye stared intently at Su Ruan.
She finally raised her eyes, her almond-shaped eyes devoid of emotion, as calm as a deep pool.
Yan Yunye felt a nameless fire burning in his chest.
Su Ruan's detached demeanor was like a needle piercing his proud lungs.
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Yan Yunye suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Wanwan by the back of her neck.
With a rough, alcohol-laden breath and a sense of catharsis, he lowered his head and kissed her fiercely!
Wen Wanwan first opened her eyes wide in surprise, then closed them, put her hands on his shoulders, and responded to him with ecstasy.
The campfire outlined the two figures pressed closely together, their kiss passionate and lingering.
The cheers and whistles were deafening.
Their lips and teeth intertwined, seemingly intense.
Yan Yunye's eyes, though open, were cold and desolate as he looked past Wen Wanwan's head and stared at the slender figure on the other side.
Su Ruan glanced past the entangled figures, as if watching a poorly written stage play.
I found the play to be very exciting.
Ten seconds felt like an eternity.
When they parted, Wen Wanwan's breathing was slightly disordered and her cheeks were flushed.
Yan Yunye released Wen Wanwan, panting, and stared defiantly at Su Ruan.
His chest heaved, as if he had won a battle.
Su Ruan merely twitched the corner of her mouth, picked up the champagne beside her, took a sip, and indifferently looked away.
The bottle was spun again.
This time, the bottle's mouth, drawing everyone's attention, slowly came to a stop in front of Su Ruan.
"Haha! Su Daji! It's your turn!"
Huo Siyue jumped up excitedly, winking and making faces.
Truth or Dare? Here's a gentle truth for you!
Su Ruan put down her wine glass and lazily raised her eyes.
"Go ahead and ask."
Huo Siyue looked around the room and cleared her throat.
He asked the question he had been pondering for a long time, emphasizing each word.
Of all the men here, which one would you most like to sleep with?
The entire beach exploded.
This question is too bold and too direct!
Everyone's adrenaline was pumping, and all eyes were focused on Su Ruan.
Yan Yunye's fingers tightened suddenly as he gripped the wine glass, his knuckles turning white, and the wine almost spilled.
Wen Wanwan also held her breath.
Su Ruan slowly raised her head, her face showing no embarrassment at being offended.
Under everyone's gaze, she casually swept her eyes across the crowd.
Yan Tingnan sat on a lounge chair a little distance from the campfire, relaxed, and did not participate in the game.
He was holding a glass of iced wine, listening to what a senior executive next to him was saying.
Her profile was half-lit and half-shadowed by the vibrant, warm yellow light, exuding a cool and aloof elegance.
Su Ruan's lips slowly curved into a subtle smile.
My gaze lingered on his waist and abdomen for less than half a second.
Then, she parted her red lips slightly, speaking softly but clearly.
"The one who's 190cm tall."
After he finished speaking, the air fell into an eerie stillness for a moment.
Holy crap!
Huo Siyue was the first to crack her voice, her eyes widening in surprise.
This answer is so wild, so specific, and so precise that it sends chills down your spine!
After a brief moment of stunned silence, the crowd erupted in chaos!
"Who?! Who is it?!"
"Quick! Check the code! Brother 190, step forward!"
All eyes swept over the tall men on the beach with excited judgment.
Several male colleagues who were barely tall enough instinctively straightened their backs, but then sheepishly shrank back amidst the laughter.
Yan Yunye's face turned ashen; at 185 cm tall, he was excluded.
Wen Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, a smug smile playing on her lips.
No one looked in Yan Tingnan's direction.
Yan Tingnan's height of 190 cm stands like a silent benchmark, yet strangely overlooked by everyone.
Yan Tingnan's knuckles tightened slightly as he gripped the ice wine glass.
He slowly raised his eyes.
Across the leaping flames and the noisy crowd, on the other side, Su Ruan.
Su Ruan met his gaze without flinching, her smile deepening, her eyes sparkling like fallen stars.
In just a moment.
Yan Tingnan put down his wine glass expressionlessly and stood up.
His tall figure, exuding an imposing chill, walked straight through the still bustling crowd and headed into the deeper darkness hidden beneath the coconut palms.
"Tsk, I've had too much to drink, need some fresh air."
She casually handed the empty champagne glass to Huo Siyue next to her, then got up and followed her.
The excuses were offered casually, but the steps were swift and decisive.
Huo Siyue held the cup and noticed the two figures standing one in front of the other, her mouth forming an "O" shape.
Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! We followed them! We followed them!
There's something going on tonight!!
Yan Yunye's gaze unconsciously followed the direction Su Ruan had left, and he downed a mouthful of strong liquor.
Wen Wanwan followed his gaze and noticed Yan Tingnan's cold figure disappearing into the dark path.
Su Ruan's direction was exactly the same as Yan Tingnan's departure direction.
"Ruanruan has been getting quite close to Mr. Yan lately."
Wen Wanwan pursed her lips and spoke as if it were unintentional.
Yan Yunye paused in his drinking.
“Last time in Qizhu, I even saw them eating alone.”
She lowered her voice further, as if sharing a secret.
"Ruan Ruan was dressed very beautifully. I heard from Qi Zhu's waiter that she treated everyone to a meal and even gave President Yan a gift."
"For someone of Mr. Yan's status to agree to the appointment, she must have put in a lot of effort."
Yan Yunye suddenly turned his head.
When did this happen?
Last Friday.
Yan Yunye closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with a sinister look.
He tilted his head back and gulped down the last mouthful of liquor, the strong liquor burning his throat, before abruptly slamming the glass down.
He strode towards Su Ruan, his face filled with hostility.
Wen Wanwan stared at his hurried back, her nails digging into her palms.
That was the right move.
The scene from that night flashed through Qi Zhu's mind: Yan Tingnan protecting Su Ruan, and her father's embarrassed expression.
And now, even Lian Yunye's soul has been stolen away.
It's been four years.
She spent four years gradually breaking them up, and just when she was about to succeed, Su Ruan turned around and climbed to a higher branch.
What's this?
What makes Su Ruan so special?
She had already trampled him into the mud, so how could he possibly turn things around?
Why is it that even someone like Yan Tingnan...
...
The coconut palm path is bathed in cool moonlight, and the shadows of the trees are as dark as ink.
As soon as Su Ruan stepped into the shady area, her wrist was suddenly gripped tightly by a strong force.
The world spun around.
Her back slammed against the rough, cold trunk of a coconut tree, making her groan softly.
The crisp scent of sandalwood, mixed with a strong masculine aura, instantly enveloped her.
Yan Tingnan's tall figure completely loomed over her, trapping her tightly between the tree trunk and his chest.
"Did you borrow the courage from the King of Hell tonight?"
He looked down at her, the oppressive aura making the air feel thin.
"Is Assistant Su's visual assessment very accurate?"
Su Ruan tilted her head back and enveloped his breath.
"Didn't President Yan tell me to learn how to spot a freak? I need to develop my observation skills."
She poked his chest with her finger.
"The error shall not exceed..."
The last words were swallowed up in a burning kiss.
He bit fiercely, pressing her neck into the shadows with his palm.
The sound of the tide crashed against my eardrums, and my heart pounded so hard it drowned out the waves.
The humid heat fermented silently in the darkness.
Su Ruan's breathing was disrupted by his absolute control.
He only stepped back slightly when she was almost suffocating, giving her a little space to breathe.
Foreheads pressed together, their breaths mingled and scalding hot.
Su Ruan tilted her head back, her almond-shaped eyes misty with tears, looking both broken and alluring.
"Yan Tingnan, are you going to sleep?"
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