Until the strong reaction from the man woke Yan Su up as if from a dream and she pushed the man away.

The imbalance of alcohol and external force caused Han Zibin to fall backwards to the ground.

I don't know if he was dazed or injured, but he just lay quietly on the ground without any movement.

"Xiao Han? Are you okay?"

Not getting a response, Yan Su walked forward in a panic, but as soon as she got close, the boy grabbed her wrist tightly and dragged her into his arms.

The boy's hot palms were firmly fixed on both sides of her waist, making her unable to move.

"Han Zibin, let me go!"

Yan Su's sweet shout did not have any deterrent effect, but rather acted as a catalyst for excitement.

He rolled over with force and pressed her under him.

The two lips touched together again.

Under the catalysis of alcohol and the night, the two struggling bodies turned into entangled silhouettes on the wall.

A night of passion and confusion.

Yan Su was a light sleeper and was awakened by the light of snow outside the window before dawn.

The messy room, the scattered clothes, and the hot body lying on its side all indicated what happened last night.

It was not until the car drove out of the gate of the villa that Yan Su breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as my body relaxes, I feel like something is wrong.

My waist was sore, my legs were burning, and the rest of my body was also sore and painful. I felt like a broken doll.

The young brother's physical strength and fighting ability should not be underestimated.

Rubbing his hot cheeks, Yan Su leaned back in his chair and planned to take a rest.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, all I could think of were the restricted scenes from last night, over and over again, without a moment's rest.

When Han Zibin woke up, it was already bright outside the window.

The moment he regained consciousness, he turned his head to look to his side. The empty bed made him panic for a moment.

He stood up and looked around the room, then touched the quilt beside him. There was no warmth at all, and it was obvious that he had been gone for some time.

When I felt lost, my fingers felt something cold.

When I lifted the quilt, I saw a pair of gold and diamond earrings in the shape of a ginkgo leaf lying quietly in the quilt.

Picking it up carefully, Han Zibin's face showed joy and surprise.

Sister, you can't escape.

…

It was not until the evening that Yan Su finally felt alive again.

I got up, rubbing my hungry stomach and prepared to find food. When I opened the door, I saw Yan Jing sitting elegantly on the sofa in the living room.

After Mr. Yan passed away, Yan Su moved out of home and lived alone.

"Are you awake?"

"Um."

Facing Yan Jing's smiling eyes, Yan Su felt inexplicably awkward, "Sister, when did you come? Why didn't you wake me up?"

"It's been a while, but it doesn't matter, we can have dinner together."

Yan Su was so hungry that he immediately said, "Then I'll change my clothes."

"No hurry, come and sit for a while."

He pointed to the snack box on the table and said, "I brought you some afternoon tea. Fill your stomach first."

Yan Su didn't hesitate to sit down, picked out a piece of cake he liked and started eating it slowly.

"Stop drinking coffee and drink lemonade instead."

Putting a cup of warm water on the coffee table, Yan Jing glanced at the kiss mark on Yan Su's neck and smiled knowingly.

"Did you have fun yesterday?"

"That's it."

Just like a child who has made a mistake in front of his parents, Yan Su felt guilty and didn't dare to look up.

…

After packing up and getting ready to go out, Yan Su opened her jewelry box and saw only one ginkgo leaf earring left. She was stunned for two seconds before she picked out another pair to put on.

When I came to the living room, I found Yan Jing standing by the window looking downstairs.

"What are you looking at, sis?"

Yan Jing replied: "You will know if you come and take a look."

Yan Su walked over and recognized at a glance the slender figure standing under the lamppost downstairs.

My heartbeat suddenly became disordered.

"He's been waiting downstairs for a while, and I don't know who he's waiting for." Yan Jing teased with a smile.

Hiding her confusion, Yan Su calmly replied, "Maybe I'm waiting for my friend. Sister, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. Why don't you find someone else to eat with you? I won't go out."

Looking at her rosy and translucent face, Yan Jing did not expose her: "Okay, then you have a good rest at home, and I will ask someone to bring you some food later."

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"No, I'm not hungry yet. I'll just cook something to eat later."

"Take care of yourself and don't make me worry."

"Um."

downstairs.

Seeing Yan Jing walking out of the apartment door, Han Zibin couldn't hide his nervousness and went forward to greet her: "Mrs. Ning."

Yan Jing's eyes fell on the bouquet of roses in his arms, and she smiled faintly: "Manager Han, are you waiting for a friend?"

"Yes, a friend left something here with me, and I came here to return it."

"Well, you wait patiently, I'm leaving now."

"Madam Ning, take care."

Watching Yan Jing get into the car and leave, Han Zibin felt relieved but also lost.

When he saw Yan Jing, he felt flustered and nervous.

After all, it was wishful thinking for an illegitimate child like him to try to marry into a prestigious family like the Yan family.

But Yan Jing's calmness and aloofness showed that Yan Su had not told her what happened last night.

Did she not care, or did she regret it? Whatever the reason, it made him feel frustrated and lost.

After changing clothes and walking to the window, I saw Han Zibin turning around and leaving.

After silently watching the man's back disappear around the corner of the street, Yan Su returned to the sofa, inexplicably feeling that the house was a little empty and deserted.

Why not pick out some furniture and decorations?

She picked up the phone and wanted to make an appointment with someone to go shopping, but after thinking for a long time she still couldn't figure out who to ask.

During this time, Shen Mingzhu, Zhong Qing and Zhuang Xueqi were all at home with their children, and she didn't like to interact too much with the socialites and daughters of other wealthy families in the same circle.

These people were respectful to her on the surface, but secretly they often mocked her old age and difficult marriage.

Forget it, let’s watch TV.

I turned on the TV and changed channels but didn't find anything I liked. Just as I was feeling annoyed, someone knocked on the door.

She thought it was Yan Jing who sent someone to bring her dinner, but when she opened the door, it was Han Zibin who had returned standing outside.

"Have you eaten yet? I bought some dinner that you might like."

It was hard to tell whether it was anger or some other emotion that was at work, Yan Su blurted out, "I don't like roses."

Han Zibin was stunned for a moment, then responded very quickly: "What kind of flowers do you like? I'll go buy them right away."

"I don't like anything. Go back and don't come to me again."

After she finished speaking, she was about to close the door, but the young man was faster than her and stretched out his foot to block the crack of the door, "Susu, I haven't finished talking yet."

Being called by her nickname by a boy who is ten years younger than her, Yan Su felt ashamed and inexplicably shy:

"Don't call me Susu, we're not that close."

Han Zibin felt a little aggrieved: "Last night was my first time."

Yan Su: !!! (End of this chapter)