Chapter 206
After making a fuss for half the night, Nan Yan was completely asleep in the second half of the night. She didn't know what the man was doing afterwards. He was full of energy. He carried her to the bathroom to wash her, and then carried her back.
Nan Yan was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes during the whole process. Anyway, it was quite comfortable to be served like a master, so Nan Yan simply let him do what he wanted, closed her eyes and slept soundly, not caring whether the man took advantage of her or not.
He's been bitten inside and out over and over again, and he's already asleep, so why is he still pretending? I'll deal with him tomorrow morning!
The next day, around nine in the morning, Nan Yan woke up because of the heat.
The body pressed against her from behind was radiating pressing heat like a warm heater, constantly against her. Nan Yan could feel the close warmth even in her sleep, and she unconsciously moved to the side little by little. When she was at the edge and was about to fall to the ground, someone grabbed her waist and gently dragged her back to the middle from the edge.
It would be strange if she could still sleep in this situation.
So Nan Yan opened her eyes and turned her head. She saw Boss Zhong beside her looking at her with a particularly gentle smile and whispering softly, "Are you awake?"
This man seemed to have returned to being the gentle, refined and dignified young man he used to be, as if he was not the one who lost control and went crazy last night.
Nan Yan felt the arm across her waist, touching her skin, and the touch was very obvious. She glanced at the ceiling above her head, the huge crystal chandelier made her dizzy, and then turned her head to look at the handsome face beside her.
Her mind went from being blank when she first woke up to gradually recalling many things that happened last night, including those crazy, chaotic scenes. Her face turned red for a moment, and she seemed to finally react after realizing something.
Then she pursed her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable, and silently took away the arm that was across her waist.
Nan Yan sat up and saw that she was still wearing a white shirt, at least she was not naked. This shirt was naturally Zhong Ling's, but after being wantonly ravaged in bed all night, it was already wrinkled beyond recognition.
A few buttons were loosely fastened, and if she moved a little, one could vaguely see the spring scenery inside.
Nan Yan found her legs a little weak after she sat up. She raised her arms and her sleeves slid down to her elbows. She looked down and saw many bruises on her arms and wrists, not to mention her body. She knew without looking that the marks were definitely more serious.
This bastard is really a bastard. He was busy all night and didn't get much rest. But when he woke up tonight, he not only felt clean and refreshed, but he didn't even have any bruises or dark circles under his eyes from excessive sexual desire. He doesn't look like a man who has been busy all night.
Feeling the vague repulsion from Yanyan after she woke up, Zhong Ling also sat up. He wanted to lean over and kiss her, but Nanyan subconsciously turned her head away to avoid his approach. But before she could completely avoid him, she was held down by a hand that reached out to her. Then he gently turned her face over, kissed her lightly on the lips, and asked in a calm voice:
"Why? Are you so resistant to my closeness? Does Yanyan regret what happened last night?"
When he said this, his voice was very calm and his expression was still gentle. There was no sign of any unusual emotion on his face, but anyone with eyes could sense that there was something clearly wrong in the air.
Zhong Ling reached out and grabbed a strand of hair from her neck, twisting it around his fingers, then letting it go, twisting it again, and letting it go again, as if he was enjoying it.
But he looks like a rich young man who is not doing his job properly. He is extremely boring. I don't know what's so fun about hair.
Nan Yan didn't say anything. Zhong Ling looked up at her again and saw that she deliberately leaned sideways to button up her shirt. He stretched out his hand and picked her up in his arms along with her clothes.
Nan Yan lost her balance for a moment and accidentally fell into the other person's arms, her back pressed against that warm chest. Before she started to struggle, she heard the person behind her speaking softly, "Why aren't you talking? Are you angry? Is it because of what I did to you last night? But what does your attitude mean now? Are you treating me like a tool?"
He then said casually, "I worked so hard last night, cleaning your body and trying to make you happy. Even if I didn't do anything, I still worked hard. Is this how you treat me? You don't acknowledge it after you've eaten?"
Nan Yan couldn't help but glare at him this time.
Is this person shameless for saying this? Who was the one who worked hard last night? How could he, who looked so refreshed when he woke up early, as if he had absorbed the energy of a living person, and who didn't even have a dark circle under his eyes, have the nerve to say that he worked hard all night?
Nan Yan subconsciously reached out and pushed away his hand that was wrapped around her waist, and said dully, "It's hot. I didn't say anything. Why do you want to do so much? I just feel a little uncomfortable. When will you deny your guilt after eating like you said?"
When Nan Yan said this, she frowned deliberately, with an uncomfortable look on her face and an unnatural expression.
Zhong Ling found that Nan Yan seemed to glare at him just now. This feeling was indeed a bit novel. It was a little different from the gentle and submissive Yan Yan in the past, but it was unusually lively and likable.
But now is not the time to talk about those things. When Zhong Ling heard her say that she was not feeling well, he obviously believed her. After all, what happened last night was indeed a bit too much.
He subconsciously reached out to pry her knees apart, shocking Nan Yan so much that she instinctively wanted to kick him. Her face turned red and she glared at him angrily. This time, even her voice was filled with annoyance.
"Zhong, Zhong Ling, what are you doing?"
Zhong Ling also knew that Nan Yan had misunderstood. After all, this action was indeed a little strange. His earlobes were also slightly hot. He hugged her into his arms and coaxed her, "Don't misunderstand me. I didn't mean to do anything else."
"Just take a look to see if the swelling has gone down." He rubbed her belly with his palm, his voice low and a little hoarse, "It shouldn't be that uncomfortable now. I was very careful last night, and I washed you and applied medicine, so it shouldn't be that swollen. Are you still very uncomfortable?"
Nan Yan struggled and didn't want to pay any attention to him at all. This bastard's level had obviously improved after he started having sex, and even his skin had obviously become thicker. In the end, the hand that was ready to move was ruthlessly slapped away by Nan Yan.
Zhong Ling looked disappointed, but he didn't force it. After all, there was a long way to go and there would be plenty of opportunities to meet again in the future. He could vaguely sense that Yanyan's attitude towards him was no longer as strange and polite as before. She slowly revealed her true character in front of him. Did this mean that she was trying to accept him?
Although he was unable to see her as he wished, Zhong Ling still held her in his arms and kissed her twice, and brushed away the hair stuck to the corners of her mouth. Finally, he said in a gentle voice: "Do you want to get up? It's almost ten o'clock, and you should have slept enough. I'll take you to eat something first, and then we'll go to the hospital for a check-up, okay?"
Nan Yan turned around and asked him, her eyes slightly strange, "Why go to the hospital? There's no need to go to such trouble for such a minor injury. I can just apply some medicine myself."
Zhong Ling chuckled and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to pinch her face. The delicate and soft cheeks felt quite comfortable. Nan Yan couldn't help but glance at him. She found that this man had become particularly unruly since he slept last night. He liked to touch and pinch everywhere, which was very annoying.
Sure enough, the next second, Zhong Ling pinched her fingers again, leaned on the pillow behind her and said soothingly, "It's not what you think. Go to the hospital and get a physical checkup first."
"We didn't take any protective measures last night. Although it's not certain that you will get pregnant just once, if you really get pregnant by chance, the drugs injected by those people last night may have a follow-up effect on your body, so it's safest to go to the hospital for a check-up. I have a friend who is a doctor, it's very convenient and it won't make you feel uncomfortable."
His tone became much colder when he mentioned what happened last night, and Nan Yan subconsciously glanced at her stomach, then turned to look at the culprit behind her with a scathing look in her eyes, "Why didn't you do it?"
The other person turned his face away, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable, his face slightly red, not daring to look her in the eye, he coughed twice and said, "I was in such a hurry last night that I forgot to wear it." Only afterwards did she remember that this matter was indeed too risky, so it was still necessary to go to the hospital for a check-up.
Nan Yan couldn't help but reached out and pinched his palm hard, then turned away and refused to pay any attention to him.
Zhong Ling was not angry when he was pinched. Instead, he felt a little curious. He touched the painful place with his fingers and felt a strange sense of satisfaction and joy in his heart. Yanyan would never treat him like this before.
He was now really sure that Yanyan was slowly accepting him. Did that mean that she had not forgotten what she said last night, nor what she had promised last night, and that she had no regrets at all?
Zhong Ling was not too anxious, but just asked tentatively, "Yan Yan, can you quit your job here first? I know you are still preparing for the exam. Otherwise, you can go back and prepare for the exam. It is very tiring to study and work at the same time, and your body will not be able to bear it. After the exam is over, we can get engaged first, and then we can change to a better job."
"I won't push you too much. As for marriage, it's okay if we postpone it for a year or two. I'm still young, and it's fine before I'm 30. Do you think this is okay, huh?"
When Zhong Ling said these words, his expression seemed very calm, and he still looked composed, as if these words were just something he thought of on the spur of the moment, just mentioned casually, without any hidden thoughts, and it didn't matter even if she wanted to refuse.
But only he knew that his slightly clenched fingers still revealed his current mood. He was still a little nervous, worried that the other party would regret it and refuse. He knew that there was another person waiting outside, so he could only coax her to agree to him in advance.
He didn't want to miss this unique opportunity, the only rare chance to narrow the relationship and distance between the two of them.
Nan Yan didn't say anything at first. She pursed her lips. Zhong Ling saw the hesitation and confusion that flashed across her face. She seemed to be struggling. He reached out and held her hand, and gently called her name, "Yan Yan, do you think there's something wrong with this?"
Nan Yan shook her head. Under the other person's gaze, she hummed softly for a long time before she hesitated and said, "No, I can promise you."
"But there is one more thing," Nan Yan raised her head slightly as she said this, her eyes met Zhong Ling's, and she said in a serious and persistent tone, "I want to ask you to do something for me."
When Zhong Ling saw her hesitate and finally nodded slowly, he could no longer control the smile on his face. He subconsciously rushed over and hugged her in his arms, stroking her back with his palms and rubbing her cheeks with his chin.
"Just tell me what you want, and I'll agree to it. As long as you don't regret what you just promised, I can discuss anything."
Nan Yan felt a little uncomfortable because the man hugged her too tightly, so she reached out and slapped him hard. Zhong Ling then restrained his strength and loosened his embrace, but he still refused to let go.
Nan Yan let out a breath, then looked up at his face and said, "I want you to help me find out who was the one who hurt me last night. I hope I can get justice. Why did they treat me like that?"
When Nan Yan said this, she obviously thought of what happened in the private room last night, the scene of being held down by several men and unable to struggle or move and being insulted at will, as well as the horrifying scene of being forced to drink alcohol and injected with drugs. She subconsciously clenched her fingers, her knuckles turned slightly white, and in the end even her voice trembled.
"If you hadn't arrived in time last night, I would definitely be dead today. Whether I was stabbed or something else, I would definitely not be able to survive."
She grabbed Zhong Ling's hand tightly with her backhand and pulled his clothes tightly. Whenever she thought about what happened in the box last night, she still felt nervous and uneasy.
"Please help me find out why they treated me like that. I have never offended anyone and I don't have any money. I am still very scared."
"It's clearly a workplace, with so many people here, and they were able to force me in such a blatant manner. What if one day I'm walking on the street and no one is paying attention to me, and they come again? You can help me this time, but can you still get there in time next time?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Ling hugged the person in his arms and comforted him softly, "Okay, don't think about what happened last night. I will definitely investigate that matter thoroughly."
Thinking of the scene he saw last night, Zhong Ling gradually tightened his hold on Yanyan, and he felt a wave of fear in his heart. If he had not appeared in time, would Yanyan still be alive?
He hugged him tighter.
"Don't be afraid. I will help you get justice. You don't have to worry about this matter. With me here, no one will dare to bully you again. I can guarantee you this."
After regaining his sanity, Zhong Ling began to think about what happened last night. Yanyan had not offended anyone.
Her social circle is very clean, with only a few people she knows and not many friends. Apart from work and the library, she doesn't go out much.
From this perspective, there really doesn't seem to be anything unusual, so who on earth could have such a deep grudge against her?
Zhong Ling couldn't figure it out for a moment, and had no clue, but then he thought, maybe it wasn't because of Yanyan herself, but because of him and He Mian? Was it because they had offended someone, so the other party vented their resentment on her?
Thinking of this, Zhong Ling felt a little sad, as if he had thought of something, but he still suppressed the coldness in his heart. It was enough for him to handle these things by himself. There was no need to let her know too much, so as not to scare people.
He lowered his head and kissed Nan Yan's forehead again.
"Then go wash up first. There are clean clothes in the closet. I'll get you some breakfast. After you finish eating, I'll take you to the hospital for a physical check-up. Then we'll go back to the rental house to pack up and move in with me, okay?"
He had arranged everything so neatly, what could possibly be wrong? The service was so thoughtful, even if she wanted to find fault, it was hard to do so at the moment.
The only bad thing is probably that this guy is too fierce in bed, so fierce that it is difficult for people to resist.
After Nan Yan obediently put on her shoes and went to the bathroom to wash up, Zhong Ling took out a set of clean shirt and trousers from the cupboard and put them on.
He methodically fastened every open button, took a few steps forward, fiddled with his slender fingers, picked up the belt he had thrown away last night from the pile of scattered clothes, fastened it around his waist, and then turned to look towards the door.
He has another annoying problem to deal with.
I heard some obvious noise outside last night, but I was too immersed in the work to pay attention to it. After all, only one or two people have the room card for this room.
After waking up in the morning, I found that the mobile phone on the sink was dry and still usable. After turning it on, I saw the message from the assistant saying that he and Dr. Zhou had left for the time being. Dr. Zhou also reminded me that if I needed anything, I could go to the hospital to find him. He also reminded me that He Mian was also here last night.
After Zhong Ling replied to the other party, he waited for Nan Yan to wake up. He was afraid that she would not see him when she woke up, so he did not leave.
In fact, he himself guessed who was the person staying in the living room last night. Although he didn't know why that person stayed in the living room, the noise last night was so obvious that he didn't believe that the other person couldn't hear what was going on inside.
After all, the soundproofing between this bedroom and the living room outside is not very good. However, Zhong Ling's eyes dimmed a little. Since the other party wanted to eavesdrop, then just let him be. They are already exes after breaking up, so what qualifications does he have to keep pestering him?
Zhong Ling put on his clothes, smoothed his messy hair with his fingers, and finally turned back into the gentle, elegant and calm Boss Zhong that everyone saw.
His eyes were calm and nonchalant, and when his gaze swept across a figure in the bathroom, his expression relaxed a lot.
He turned around, said something and was about to leave.
Nan Yan nodded at him without saying anything.
When Zhong Ling opened the door, he saw a man who had been sitting on the sofa in the living room all night.
He probably hadn't slept the entire night, and it was unclear whether he was exhausted or overwhelmed, but his usual frivolous and unapproachable look now looked as if it had been hit by frost. His face was calm and pale, and his entire body exuded an apathetic air.
The floor was a mess, and the buttons on the edge of the sofa were torn off, revealing the sponge inside. Zhong Ling noticed that there was some dried blood on his hand, and he didn't know how he got injured, but that was not his concern.
Seeing Zhong Ling finally come out, he casually closed the door behind him. He Mian's eyes moved, and some emotions finally appeared in those dark and silent eyes.
He only took a quick glance and could see clearly that the floor of the room was littered with clothes and towels, as well as torn pieces of skirts with rough threads exposed.
He Mian's face was filled with visibly resentful embarrassment. He thought about what happened last night, the crying sounds he heard, the chaotic scenes, and the neatly dressed appearance of Zhong Ling at this moment.
At that moment, He Mian suddenly felt a twitching and dull pain in his heart, as if he was being pricked by a needle, an uncontrollable stabbing pain came over him.
He Mian clenched his fingers tightly because of the pain. The scabbed wounds on his fingers were stretched open by the force, and traces of blood dripped down the gaps between his fingers.
He Mian raised his eyes and looked directly at Zhong Ling in front of him. For a moment, he felt his eyes were sore and swollen, and his eyes were slightly bloodshot because he had not slept all night.
He Mian raised his hand and threw a cup on the coffee table, which hit the wall behind him heavily. With a loud "bang", the glass cup was smashed to pieces. The flying fragments accidentally scratched Zhong Ling's cheek due to the impact, causing a slight pain.
Zhong Ling frowned and looked over with a calm gaze.
Nan Yan, who was inside the room, also heard the chaotic noise and was not idle. She felt it was not exciting enough, so she walked directly to the door in the thin shirt she wore when she got up, opened the door and asked softly:
"What's wrong, Zhong Ling? What happened outside? There was a lot of noise. Did you fall?"
She seemed not to have noticed the man standing next to the sofa. Her eyes fell on Zhong Ling. Her voice was soft and there was a little hoarseness in her throat, containing a hint of doubt and concern.
It was this soft shout that made He Mian, who had just walked over, stop in his tracks instantly. He stood there stiffly, as if he was nailed down and unable to move.
"Yan Yan..."
Someone called her name in a hoarse voice.
It was then that Nan Yan noticed that there was a person standing in the direction blocked by Zhong Ling's body. This person was none other than her ex-boyfriend with whom she had just broken up. Nan Yan looked up and was stunned for a moment.
His face seemed to turn pale in an instant.
Nan Yan only took a quick look at the man opposite her, then lowered her head uncomfortably. She bit her lip lightly, and reached out to pinch Zhong Ling's sleeve as if embarrassed. She didn't say anything, and didn't know how to react. She was in a state of confusion and panic.
After all, this was her ex-boyfriend with whom she had just broken up not long ago.
And she made a lot of phone calls last night. Although he came a little late, it is undeniable that she once liked him, right?
So this scene seems weird no matter how you look at it.
The scene is like this now: her ex is standing in front, staring at her covetously; her current boyfriend, who she has slept with, is standing in front of her and refusing to back off; and she, the culprit, is hiding behind and watching the show silently.
If she wasn't afraid of ruining her character, Nan Yan would really want to move a small stool over and sit down. Isn't this scene that's comparable to an idol drama worth her cracking a few melon seeds?
The air also became still and silent for a moment.
Seeing Nan Yan's unfamiliar and polite expression, He Mian's face turned pale and ugly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As if he was unwilling to accept it, he stared at the two of them like a self-torture. He saw Yanyan wearing Zhong Ling's clothes, her subconscious dependence on him, and the obvious red marks and ambiguous marks on her skin at the neckline...
Such dense, extremely eye-catching red marks were dotted on the skin of the chest and even on the legs without any concealment.
He Mian clenched his fingers suddenly. At that moment, he felt as if someone had stabbed his chest with a sharp steel needle. At first, it was just a dense and subtle pain and discomfort, and he thought he could endure it.
But then came an unbearable sadness that seemed to sweep over him like a tide, spreading from his limbs to his entire body. He couldn't describe it at all. It was bitter and sad, and there was an endless sense of unwillingness and regret.
Those glaring marks made his eyes feel dry and sore, and he couldn't stop feeling it. Whenever he saw the two of them together, the pain in his chest became more and more intense.
Nan Yan obviously noticed that there was something wrong with that person's expression. She paused and hesitated, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't have time to open her mouth.
Zhong Ling beside him turned around first.
He lowered his head and saw that Nan Yan was only wearing a thin shirt with the collar buttons unbuttoned. When she moved a little, he could see the red marks on her chest and her fair skin. Although he was not the kind of old-fashioned man who was restrictive about his girlfriend's clothes, he was still very resistant to the idea of his girlfriend being taken advantage of, especially her lower body, which was completely naked and she came out in a pair of slippers.
Zhong Ling glanced at them lightly, feeling a little helpless for a moment, and quickly turned to the side to block it, avoiding someone's sight, "Why did you come out? Didn't I tell you to go wash up first?"
His voice was very soft, and it had a soothing effect, which made Nan Yan instantly remember that she had already promised the other party. She gave up the idea of going over and explained briefly, "I just heard some noise outside, and thought something happened, so I wanted to come out and take a look."
After she finished speaking, she raised her head slightly, but she did not look in the direction of Zhong Ling. Instead, she subconsciously glanced at He Mian opposite her, and saw that the other person's eyes were also looking at her.
Nan Yan pursed her lips, her clenched fingers turned slightly white, and she was a little nervous for a moment.
Zhong Ling naturally noticed her reaction.
He frowned, hiding the discomfort in his heart, and reached out to hold her hand again, leaning closer to explain: "It's nothing, I accidentally broke a cup, and now there are a lot of fragments at the door. Don't come out after you finish washing up. Wait until I clean up before going out, understand?"
The person at the door was silent for a moment, and finally responded in a muffled voice. Her voice was unclear. Nan Yan knew that he was probably trying to help her out, so she did not refute him.
"……Um."
After all, the two have broken up, and such a thing happened between her and Zhong Ling. In addition, she had just promised each other a promise, so she should not have anything to do with her ex at all costs.
So Nan Yan hesitated and let go of her hand.
During the whole process, Nan Yan did not look at He Mian again, except for the nervousness and panic she showed when she saw him at the beginning. After that, her eyes were always on Zhong Ling in front of her.
He Mian watched the two of them being so close to each other as if no one was around. He wondered if Zhong Ling was doing it on purpose, deliberately showing their closeness in front of him as revenge.
But Nan Yan didn't have any intention of refutation.
In just one night, he felt that everything had changed, a change so drastic that he didn't even have time to regret.
Why did it turn out like this?
When did it all start?
He Mian felt that he had completely become an outsider and could not get involved in any interaction or intimacy between the two.
But not long ago, Yanyan was clearly still his girlfriend. She would throw herself into his arms with a smile, wear his coat, sit on his lap like a little doll, pinch his ears to coax him that she loved him the most, like to lean on his shoulders, and deliberately kiss the corner of his mouth when he was angry and embarrassed, so that he couldn't vent his anger...
It was obviously him! He was the one she liked, depended on, was close to, and admired! He was just a little late, just a little bit of time.
Just a little bit...
Obviously Yanyan had already called him, she had taken the initiative to contact him, from the beginning to the end, the person Yanyan cared about was him! But why did it turn out like this in the end?
Why did they become so unfamiliar with each other that they were worse than strangers? Why did he lose the chance to have each other when he completely realized his mistake and regretted it?
He Mian could hardly control his impulse. He moved his fingers, and several times he wanted to rush over and hug her in his arms, wanting to take her away from here. He wanted to go back to the past, just like the past, and tell her that anything was fine, and that it didn't matter if they got married, and that he would give her a sense of security.
But until the door closed again, he didn't even receive any look from the other party.
And after that door is completely closed.
Zhong Ling then turned his head to look at the man in front of him. The gentleness on his face faded away, and he said coldly, "Let's talk outside. Don't embarrass her here."
He Mian's emotions had reached their peak by this moment, especially after being stimulated by the two of them. His eyes were red and he desperately wanted to vent.
After Zhong Ling finished speaking, he turned around and walked out without hesitation. When he reached the vent at the corner, He Mian couldn't help it anymore. He rushed over and grabbed the other person's collar, his fingers trembling slightly, "What is this? Knowing that she doesn't like you, why do you still do this to her?"
"I didn't force her."
He Mian was extremely disgusted and sneered, "Do you think I will believe it? You clearly have enough ability to solve this problem, but you chose the most shameless one. But can't you see that Yanyan doesn't like you at all!"
Zhong Ling looked at him calmly, "This time is different. Yanyan has agreed to get engaged to me."
After hearing this, the color on He Mian's face instantly disappeared.
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