Chapter 191
Nan Yan seemed to be unaware of the other person's emotions at the moment. After hearing him say it again, she looked up and saw that his expression seemed to have calmed down a little. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded, whispered good night to him, and then turned and left.
Zhong Ling watched her leave, and watched that slender figure walking further and further away, before he turned around and got into the car.
The lights in the car were a little dim, and there seemed to be a faint and gentle scent of the other person lingering on the seat next to me.
Zhong Ling's eyes swept to that place, and he saw a black hair falling on the back of the chair. He reached out his hand unconsciously, wrapped his fingertips around the hair and curled it, then raised his hand and took out a box of men's cigarettes from the storage compartment.
He felt like smoking, so he quietly lit it, put the cigarette in his mouth, tilted his head back, leaned against the seat, placed the back of his hand lightly on the window, and flicked it twice with his long, distinct knuckles, and the smell of smoke quickly dissipated.
After the car window was opened, the night wind outside mixed with a hint of the scent of grass and trees blew his hair a little messy. Zhong Ling rubbed his eyebrows and turned to look in the direction Nan Yan left.
Until that figure could no longer be seen, those two beautiful long eyebrows wrinkled slightly, leaving a faint mark between the brows, vaguely revealing a kind of unconcealable feeling of depression.
Maybe I just can't figure out the troubles in my heart.
Some headaches are severe, but they are not specific physical pains. Instead, they are a vague feeling of depression that is hard to ignore and cannot be relieved. It is very strange.
After the cigarette in his hand burned out, Zhong Ling let out a light breath, then started the car and left.
On the other side, Nan Yan was particularly relaxed. She could vaguely feel that Zhong Ling cared about her.
At least in the original plot, Zhong Ling was not so kind as to warn her in advance about what she might encounter after going home with him, let alone taking her shopping for clothes.
I still remember the plot, in her previous life, Wen Nanyan really thought that her boyfriend was going to take her to meet his parents, and she was nervous and anxious. Not only did she bring the gifts she had carefully prepared, she also dressed very decently and generously. As a result, she never expected that the other party's parents and elders all disliked her.
That kind of dislike was not a specific accusation, but rather a deliberate neglect, allowing the servant to greet her casually. She had no choice but to ask her boyfriend for help, but her boyfriend was also absent-minded at the time and didn't care about her at all. She was left alone, feeling awkward for the entire day.
She guessed that even if she was reborn, the prejudice of Zhong Ling's parents and elders against her would not disappear for no reason. Moreover, they did not know her occupation yet. How could such a family let her, a hostess, in?
But she was too lazy to say anything. She could just put the blame on Zhong Ling. Her identity this time was just a tool he hired to pretend to be his girlfriend. She didn't need to care about anything else.
In the following days, she hardly saw Zhong Ling because the party had not yet started.
Except that the next day, Zhong Ling transferred another 50,000 yuan to her after returning home, saying that it was for her to buy clothes. After being rejected by Nan Yan once or twice, she silently accepted it. After all, it was considered labor compensation.
In fact, there is still 200,000 left from the money Zhong Ling gave her, and she hasn't spent much recently. After all, she is not the kind of person who spends lavishly. Apart from the necessities of life, she seldom buys luxury items. That doesn't match the character she has created and it would easily ruin her image.
However, she still had to dress decently when going to the Zhong family for dinner this time, so she felt at ease spending her fake boyfriend's money.
However, after that night, she clearly felt that his attitude became somewhat contradictory. Sometimes he wanted to distance himself from her, but he was not so cold. Perhaps this was related to his own personality.
Nan Yan didn't care about this at all, and looked ignorant. She seemed not to feel the change in the other party's attitude at all. She still treated the big boss who gave her money with respect and sincerity.
On the day of the family gathering, Zhong Ling naturally came to pick her up on time.
He was not dressed so formally today, a solid-colored, mature-style embroidered shirt with some delicate embroidery embellishments on the neckline. Although it was a very simple style, it made him look classy. It was probably because his skin was very fair, not a cold white, but the kind of white that was as white as warm jade.
With his head lowered, his eyebrows and eyes were calm, and he looked noble and elegant.
Every move he made revealed a rare calm and elegant temperament. The way he casually leaned against the car door was very eye-catching, and it was difficult for him not to be noticed.
Many young girls passing by wanted to go over to him and ask for his contact information, but none of them dared to approach him.
This might be because the other person has a face that looks very noble, and he drove a new silver-gray sports car today. The color is quite low-key, but the style is particularly eye-catching, which makes people really dare not approach him to chat with him.
Nan Yan was wearing a French-style waisted silk skirt of the same color as his. The dress was naturally what the hero took her to buy that day. She also accessorized it with jewelry and a bag. She looked very beautiful in it, and it made her temperament and features look even more gentle and peaceful.
Nan Yan saw the other person and trotted towards him with a smile, "Zhong Ling."
The hem of her skirt swayed in waves as she moved. Zhong Ling saw her running towards him from not far away. Especially when she smiled, he inexplicably felt like he was in first love.
Zhong Ling hummed, looking away slightly, his handsome face showing his usual calm and gentle expression. He turned around and opened the car door, "Let's go."
Nan Yan smiled at him and couldn't help but take a step forward. She put her hands behind her back and looked up at him. "Don't I look good today? Mr. Zhong didn't even praise me?"
Zhong Ling paused for a moment, and a hint of emotion flashed across his emotionless eyes. He then turned around and smiled at her, "Very beautiful."
Nan Yan smiled, bent down and sat in the car. Her silk skirt covered the entire seat cushion. Nan Yan handed over the exquisitely wrapped gift box in her hand. She still had a smile on her face and said in a gentle tone,
"Zhong Ling, this is a small token of my appreciation. After all, I am now your legitimate girlfriend, and it would be rude not to bring a gift."
Zhong Ling paused for a moment and turned to look at her.
I don't know what words just now touched his heart, but he looked quite happy and put the gift in the back seat.
On the way, Zhong Ling briefly introduced her to the members of his family. He was not an only child. He had an older sister, born to his father and his ex-wife. However, his sister was much older than him and had been married for a long time.
This time, my nephew is my cousin's baby who just turned one month old. He has been living in their house for some time. Because it is not suitable for a newborn to move around, this time the dinner was simply held at home.
The Zhong family's house is in the famous lakeside villa area in Lingcheng. It is a veritable wealthy circle, and all the people living there are either rich or noble.
The house is located halfway up a mountain with the best and most open view. Most of the people who came this time are acquaintances, and the Zhong family's house is also exceptionally spacious. They are worthy of being one of the top people in Lingcheng. The environment here is indeed good, with mountains and lakes, and the air is fresher than at the foot of the mountain. Not everyone can afford to live here.
When the two entered the yard, there were actually quite a few people from the Zhong family, but they were probably all relatives.
So when Zhong Ling appeared in the Zhong family's living room holding her hand, the two of them still attracted the attention of many people present.
Especially when Zhong Ling introduced her to the elders in his family as his girlfriend, Nan Yan clearly felt a strange gaze coming from the crowd, and a woman's face changed slightly on the spot.
Nan Yan glanced over and found that the woman looked unfamiliar. She vaguely remembered that she might be someone who had some relationship with the heroine Ruan Xiaoxiao. This was normal. After all, who would have thought that the two young lovers who were originally talking about marriage would break up at this stage, and the breakup was silent, and the elders in the family were completely unaware of it.
Under such sudden circumstances, Zhong Ling did such a thing again and rashly brought another girl back to the Zhong family. How could the people who originally came from the girl's side not feel embarrassed?
Fortunately, everyone present had seen a lot of the world, and especially since the baby was turning one month old today, no matter how dissatisfied they were in their hearts, they had to hold it in for the time being.
Mrs. Zhong, in particular, sat on the sofa, glanced at Nan Yan, and saw her son holding the girl's hand tightly. She didn't say anything, but her expression was obviously not very happy.
Obviously, in her mind, Ruan Xiaoxiao, who came from a scholarly family, was much better than the girl in front of her whose background she didn't know, but they were all decent people, and no matter how dissatisfied they were, they would not argue among them, let alone slap his son in the face in public.
Nan Yan was the first to react and gave the beautiful woman opposite her a proper smile, "Hello, Auntie."
The other party did not embarrass her, but smiled faintly and responded, "Hello, please sit down."
Then she called a servant to make tea for her. The treatment was no different from that in the original plot, except that the attitude was a little softer. However, the difference was Zhong Ling.
The boyfriend beside her probably noticed that the atmosphere in the house was a little bad, so he took her to the second floor, where they met a few close relatives of the same age. Nan Yan then obediently followed him and greeted them a few times.
Then a young and handsome man came out, holding a crying child with eyes wide open in his arms.
This person should be Zhong Ling's cousin. He should have a good relationship with Zhong Ling. He was holding the child in his arms and smiling at him proudly and happily.
"Zhong Ling, come and see, does my son look like me?"
Maybe because it was his first time being a father, cousin Zhong especially loved to show off his baby. Whenever someone close to him came over, he would hold his beautiful black-eyed baby and stroll around.
The child is already one month old, but still very small. His whole body is so soft and fluffy that he really makes people love him.
Zhong Ling had probably never been in close contact with such a young child before. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes. He looked curious and took the initiative to reach out and hold the child.
Perhaps because he had never handled such a young child before, Zhong Ling's posture when he held the child was very stiff.
The little guy in the arms felt uncomfortable and started crying immediately without giving any face.
This cry made the normally calm and composed young master of the Zhong family freeze in expression, and his scalp began to feel numb, especially the extremely piercing cries, which instantly made him panic, as if he was facing a powerful enemy. In the end, he even had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
"Yan Yan..."
He subconsciously called out to his girlfriend beside him, and his eyes even looked like he was asking for help. He wanted to let go but was afraid of causing her to fall. Such a young child could not withstand his torture.
Nan Yan couldn't help laughing when she saw his assistant busying around.
But after she finished laughing, she hurried forward, reached out and naturally took the crying little boy from her boyfriend's arms. Her posture of holding the baby was obviously much better than that of her boyfriend. The little boy probably didn't feel uncomfortable anymore, and after crying for a while, he stopped.
Then he closed his eyes, stretched out his little hands and unconsciously pulled the long hair that fell to his sides, and began to babble like a baby again.
Zhong Ling reached out and took out the strand of hair that the kid had accidentally grasped in his hand, and couldn't help but touch the child's hand. He and Nan Yan stood together, head to head, smiling at each other from time to time. The way he coaxed the child made many people around tease him, saying that the child looked like they had just been born.
Even Zhong Ling himself noticed something was wrong.
Especially the teasing looks from the people around him, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Nan Yan who was holding the child in front of him. Seeing her gentle and smiling look, he felt as if a soft emotion in his heart was about to overflow.
Even my breathing became much slower.
But his cousin who was standing next to him was very tactless and squeezed over and glared at him again, "If you like my child, go and have your own. What's the point of worrying about me?"
Zhong Ling turned his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head to look at the little guy in Nan Yan's arms, gently touched his face with his fingertips, and said casually, "Giving birth is not as easy as you say. It's not something that can be accomplished just by wanting it."
What he said was meaningless. Having a child was not an easy thing. However, the cousin was obviously thinking the wrong thing. His eyes fell on Nan Yan beside him. He nudged his cousin who wanted to save face with his elbow, chuckled, and winked at him, saying, "What's so difficult about this? Isn't it enough if your girlfriend agrees? Oh, you just think too much. Get married early and work harder. When you have children, you are still afraid that your aunt and uncle will not agree!"
"Look at my son, isn't he particularly adorable? Are you jealous in your heart? Hehe, I have never been as good as you since I was a child. This time, there must be something you can't catch up with."
"Haha, I have a wife and kids and you don't!"
After hearing this, Zhong Ling chuckled and pushed the man away with great disgust. His tone was calm, "I will have it sooner or later. Is there anything to be proud of?"
As he spoke, he thought of something and frowned slightly, but his eyes unconsciously looked towards Nan Yan who was not far away.
Naturally, my cousin was unwilling to give up the opportunity to hit someone, and the two of them made faces at each other, making quite a noise.
This made Nan Yan, who was standing by, confused for a moment. After she coaxed the child, she looked up and saw the two people opposite her with strange expressions, until Zhong Ling winked at her.
Nan Yan then reacted. Oh, by the way, she is now the big boss's official girlfriend. Her boyfriend is in trouble now and is being urged to get married and have children by a group of relatives and friends. As his girlfriend, she naturally has to step forward to help.
So Nan Yan quietly returned the child in her arms, then walked over and naturally took her boyfriend's arm, holding his hand with her fingers, lowered her head and replied a little embarrassedly, "There's no need to be so anxious. I, we are still young, it's too early to have children."
However, when it comes to this topic, girls will usually react a little shyly, and they can't be so unresponsive.
After she finished speaking, she acted like a caring girlfriend, looked up at her boyfriend, her eyes full of smiles, and asked in a gentle tone, "Is that right, boyfriend?"
Zhong Ling looked down at the two people's intertwined fingers, not knowing what he was thinking. He nodded lightly and then said something contradictory.
"That's about right. There's really no need to rush about this kind of thing. I'm still very young, only twenty-six or twenty-seven. I'll be twenty-eight after the Chinese New Year, and I'll be thirty in another year. I'm a lot older than you, but there's no need to rush about this kind of thing."
Nan Yan: “…”
Hmm... My dear male protagonist, did your physical education teacher teach you math? This algorithm makes me doubt your IQ.
Although it is true, the tone doesn't sound like he is not in a hurry.
Nan Yan felt very strange when she heard these words, and she couldn't understand it for a long time. This person really had a weird personality. She pretended not to understand, after all, she was just a tool.
Nan Yan pursed her lips and smiled, still looking friendly and dependent, "Do you like children?"
Zhong Ling glanced at his cousin who was showing off his baby over there, and felt a little weird. He thought to himself, no wonder parents with children like to show off their babies.
If he really had one, he would probably be even more showy than him.
So he lowered his head and nodded, "I didn't like it very much before, I thought it would be annoying when it cried, but the feeling when I held it just now was not bad, children are very lovable."
Nan Yan couldn't help laughing again, and several relatives and friends around her laughed along with her. Then someone followed up the topic and asked, "So do you like boys or girls?"
Zhong Ling glanced at the person standing next to him, and seeing the moist earlobe hidden in the hair, his fingers unconsciously tightened a little, and he said in a calm and gentle voice, "It's all the same, there is no difference for your own children. But girls should be more lovely, and a quiet and gentle little lady is also good."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Nan Yan's face immediately flushed with two perfectly placed blushes. She tightened her grip on Zhong Ling and put one hand on his shoulder, as if she was shy. But in fact, she leaned her head close to his ear and whispered, "That's enough. If you keep talking, your relatives and friends will probably come over to feel if I'm really pregnant."
"Boss Zhong, please stop making nonsense remarks. I now understand that even wealthy people like you are urged to get married by relatives and friends."
As expected, your aunt is still your aunt!
Zhong Ling seemed a little helpless. He shook his head and smiled, said some polite words to a few people, turned around and pulled her away.
Afterwards it was dinner time for the Zhong family. There were no messy rules of the upper-class society in the living room, because this was not a formal occasion, but a small family gathering, and all those present were family relatives.
Naturally, some people were talking and drinking at the dinner table. Nan Yan just sat obediently next to Zhong Ling. Whenever someone spoke to her, she would respond with a gentle and kind smile.
Gradually, more and more people came to ask her for information, but Zhong Ling knew her background, so she pushed all these questions back without saying a word.
The subtle and cold atmosphere at the beginning of the Zhong family was completely dispelled after the Zhong cousin took his one-month-old baby for a stroll, and the atmosphere became joyful again.
Later at the dinner table, some people even teased Zhong Ling, saying that he was only one year older than his cousin, and that the latter already had children, but he still had no plans for marriage.
Zhong Ling was obviously able to handle these things with ease. He changed the subject lightly, which made Nan Yan feel a lot more relaxed. She just had to deal with the idle talk from people around her from time to time.
But after Zhong Ling showed his willingness to protect her, fewer and fewer people came to cause trouble.
He would pick up some food for her from time to time. The two of them looked so close that to others, they really looked like a loving newlywed couple.
After dinner, the guests gradually dispersed, and the servants began to clean up the mess in the living room in an orderly manner.
Mrs. Zhong was still chatting with a few familiar ladies, so Zhong Ling took Nan Yan directly to visit the upstairs.
The Zhong family's villa is very large, so large that it is unimaginable. There is an outdoor swimming pool on the balcony on the second floor, as well as public and private study rooms. There are also various entertainment rooms upstairs, including a bar, a game room and the like. In short, the wealth of the rich is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
This also made Nan Yan couldn't help but sigh, it's great to have money.
It would be even better if all the money was hers!
Zhong Ling took Nan Yan directly to the room where he used to live. The reason why he said "used to live" was because Zhong Ling had moved out after he started working.
Nan Yan saw that this bedroom alone was larger than the entire house she and Sister Zhou shared. She immediately turned around and gave them an envious and depressed look. Her relationship with Zhong Ling was much closer now, and she was not as respectful as before. There was also a private study in the bedroom, and on the other side was his dressing room. There was also a balcony outside. When the window was opened, opposite was a crystal clear lake and endless green mountains and forests.
Zhong Ling couldn't help laughing when he saw her look, "Why are you looking at me like that? What's wrong? Did I do something to upset you again?"
Nan Yan rubbed her face, and was dazzled by the furnishings in the room. She looked up at the other person, and her tone was filled with depression. "Boss Zhong, I am so unlucky. If I had known that you were such a rich bachelor, I should have tried harder and caught you earlier."
"It's a pity it's too late now. We are no longer destined to be together."
Nan Yan sighed and said in a joking tone, "They say love at first sight is the best way to develop feelings between two people. Boss Zhong, you looked at me so much at the beginning, didn't you have any improper thoughts about me?"
"I'm not bad looking, I have a nice waist and nice legs. Do you need a quick and diligent assistant? How about me? Can I go to your house and take out the trash for you?"
Zhong Ling was startled when he heard this, and then he couldn't help laughing. He looked at the girl in front of him who was deliberately smiling with a frown on her face. Perhaps he didn't expect that she would say such a thing, and his expression softened unconsciously.
"Why do you say we are not meant to be together? Is that all you want to do? Do you only want to take out the trash for me?"
Nan Yan turned her head and responded with a smile while looking at him. Her eyes fell on the cabinet over there again. She didn't really take his question to heart at all. Those "jokes" just now were just said in jest because she was depressed for a while.
"Because Mr. Zhong has someone he likes."
Nan Yan smiled again, this smile was gentle and still contained no unusual emotions.
"I have spent quite a bit of time with Mr. Zhong, and I can tell that he truly loves his ex-girlfriend. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to do so many things for her."
What Zhong Ling originally wanted to say got stuck in his throat for some reason after hearing what the other party said.
The depressed mood in his heart surged up again.
Nan Yan looked up and saw a thick stack of photo albums on the cabinet. She turned to look at Zhong Ling, and after receiving the other's agreeing look, she reached out and took the photo album down.
Then he sat down on the bed with the album in his hands and flipped through the pages. It was full of photos of Zhong Ling from childhood to adulthood.
Nan Yan looked at them and spoke slowly, "Many people say that among all emotions, love is the cheapest. But in my opinion, love is the same as family and friendship. They are all equally valuable."
Her voice was soft and gentle. "Love is not cheap, but a relationship that is not genuine enough. A deep and genuine relationship is the most difficult to obtain."
Nan Yan saw the photo of Zhong Ling deliberately keeping a straight face when he was changing his teeth, but was accidentally recorded by someone secretly. She couldn't help but smile, "Especially someone like you who truly likes his ex-girlfriend is worthy of others' envy and respect. Mr. Zhong is a very good person, so good that I think the girl you like must be as good as you."
Zhong Ling was silent for a moment. After a while, he suppressed the unspeakable emotions in his heart, then looked down at the girl beside him and asked,
"What about you? Do you feel jealous too?"
"Me?"
Nan Yan's eyes flashed with surprise when she heard that. After shaking her head, she turned around and showed him a worried expression, "Well... not really. What I lack most now is money. I have to earn money to buy a big house and live the life I want in the future. I don't want to consider other things for the time being."
Zhong Ling opened his mouth and was about to say something when he heard someone knocking on the door.
After the door was opened, it was the cleaning maid who came in. He glanced at the two people in the room, and then told him that the wife and husband were waiting in the study, saying that they had something to clarify.
Zhong Ling knew what his parents wanted to ask. He glanced at Nan Yan and told her to rest in the house for a while and he would send her away when he came back.
Nan Yan naturally agreed.
She could also guess what the Zhong family's parents would ask, probably to settle the accounts afterwards. However, the relationship between the two of them was fake in the first place, and as long as Zhong Ling told the truth, it would basically not have much impact.
She just sat quietly on the sofa and waited.
After waiting for more than half an hour, Nan Yan couldn't bear it anymore and closed her eyes to take a nap. In fact, she didn't fall asleep, she was just groggy and a little tired. When she noticed something was wrong around her, she just opened her eyes and her eyes met Zhong Ling in front of her.
He just stood in front of her, half of his body hidden in the light and shadow, making it impossible to see his face. Only his dark eyes showed a clear expression in the reflection of the glass. The moment she opened her eyes, there was a flash of confusion and bewilderment, but he quickly regained his composure and just looked at her quietly.
There was also a flash of surprise in Nan Yan's eyes.
The two of them just stared at each other in silence.
Finally, Nan Yan couldn't hold back any longer.
She raised her hands and rubbed her eyes, then asked him, "Mr. Zhong, when did you come back? Why didn't you wake me up?"
Zhong Ling's voice was hoarse and a little low. "I just came back and was about to call you, but you woke up by yourself."
Nan Yan obviously noticed that there was something wrong in his voice. She felt a little strange and subconsciously reached out to grab his sleeve and pulled him closer.
"What's wrong with you? Do you have a sore throat?"
As she spoke, she sat up straight on the sofa. This time, with the help of the balcony light, she could clearly see a bright red slap mark on the side of his cheek.
Nan Yan was stunned. Perhaps the opponent's nails were too sharp. Several bloody scratches were scratched on her originally intact face, completely destroying this elegant and precious painting.
"Zhong, Zhong Ling, what's wrong with your face?"
She reached out her hand subconsciously, but was afraid her fingers were not clean enough so she dared not touch it casually. She could only look at it nervously.
Zhong Ling frowned slightly, and seemed not to want to talk about this topic. He simply handed his coat to her, then took her hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you out of here first."
Nan Yan wanted to ask something else, but seeing his gloomy expression, she knew that now was not the time to say that, so she held his hand with her backhand, as if that could give him some comfort.
Zhong Ling took her away directly, and the Zhong family did not dare to stop them. After all, Zhong Ling is not a child anymore. He has his own company and abilities, and does not need to rely on the Zhong family at all. This is his confidence.
After leaving, Zhong Ling took her directly to where he lived. The car drove for half an hour and soon entered another villa area. Neither of them spoke along the way.
Nan Yan obviously noticed that the other party was in a bad mood.
After Zhong Ling got home, he threw the car keys on the coffee table. He didn't even look at Nan Yan standing at the door. He turned around, took out a bottle of wine from the refrigerator, then sat on the sofa and drank a few sips.
After finishing a glass of wine, his emotions finally calmed down. He turned to look at Nan Yan at the door and said, "I drank tonight and have a headache. I'm not in a good condition to drive."
"You can stay at my place tonight. Any room upstairs is fine. Just tell me what you want."
Nan Yan didn't say anything after hearing this, as if she had expected this result. She walked directly towards the sofa, looked down at him and said, "Do you have disinfectant? The wound on your face needs to be treated, otherwise it may get inflamed."
Zhong Ling looked at her and said, "Yes, it's in the cupboard outside the bathroom."
Zhong Ling took out another box of cigarettes from under the coffee table. He pulled out a cigarette and saw Nan Yan pursed her lips. There seemed to be a hint of surprise in her eyes. He paused for a moment, but still lit it up.
The smoke shrouded the handsome and noble face.
The way he smoked seemed very skilled and handsome, with two slender fingers holding the cigarette butt, which gave him a sense of romance and carefreeness, which was a little different from his usual self.
Nan Yan found a clean towel and cool water from the bathroom, as well as some tools for cleaning the wound, and then sat down on the sofa next to him.
There was no unusual expression on her face, but she accidentally bit the cigarette when she smelled it. The cigarette in Zhong Ling's hand paused, and then he put it out in the ashtray.
Seeing that he had finally calmed down, Nan Yan began to gently apply a cold towel to his face, then asked, "Do you smoke, too?"
Zhong Ling's eyebrows moved, "Yes, are you surprised?"
He couldn't help but add with a laugh, "I may be a little different from what you imagine. In high school, I was probably a bad kid in the eyes of all normal parents. I drank, smoked, skipped classes and fought."
Nan Yan's eyes widened slightly. She really didn't expect this, but she didn't feel surprised at all. She just couldn't help but smile at him.
"That must be because his family is too strict. I remember that many boys of that age are like that."
Seeing her smile, Zhong Ling's expression gradually softened. "Maybe. It was a closed boarding school. My family asked me to become independent as early as possible. I learned a lot of boring things. It's not a good thing to know too much."
"So I wanted to try out a life of a little more indulgence, but every time I indulged myself, I would come back and get a lesson."
Nan Yan soaked a towel in water and gently placed it on his cheek. The cool touch made Zhong Ling feel instantly relieved from the burning pain.
Hearing him say this, Nan Yan pursed her lips, then asked in a slow voice,
"So, was Mr. Zhong also taught a lesson tonight?"
As she spoke, she took out a cotton swab and gently rubbed the wound on his face. Perhaps they were too close to each other, so close that her breath sprayed on his neck.
This made Zhong Ling's body stiffen slightly.
Nan Yan thought she had hurt him, and subconsciously moved more gently. Zhong Ling clearly felt the slightly cool cotton swab moving across his face, from his cheeks to his chin, and the original pain slowly turned into itching.
It was itchy, not uncomfortable, but there was a very strange feeling that slowly spread in his heart, and the hot breath she exhaled seemed to linger around his neck.
His breathing paused uncontrollably for a moment.
His eyes unconsciously fell on Nan Yan's face. She frowned slightly, as if she didn't notice that he was looking at her at all. Her mind was completely focused on the wound on the side of his face.
"Well, I got a lesson tonight."
Nan Yan was not surprised to hear this. She blew gently on the scratched wound twice, trying to blow away the scraped skin on his chin.
When she blew past again, Zhong Ling deliberately turned his head away.
His throat slid involuntarily, and this time, the breath blown by Nan Yan just hit his lips.
This also stunned Nan Yan.
She raised her head subconsciously, and her eyes met Zhong Ling's slightly deep gaze at the moment.
At that moment, when their eyes met, one's expression was moist and full of tenderness and a hint of surprise, while the other was a little nervous.
Zhong Ling's breathing seemed to have stopped.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the house became frozen. The surroundings were silent, almost too quiet.
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