"Bang!"
Because of Wen Wan's instructions, Mo Lan did not stop the car when she saw Chen Luo.
Unexpectedly, Chen Luo suddenly ran in front of the car. Mo Lan reacted quickly and stepped on the brakes, but still hit Chen Luo.
Chen Luo was knocked over and tumbled several times before falling backward onto the grass beside him.
"Chen Luo!"
Mo Lan was about to get out of the car when she noticed that Wen Wan had already opened the car door and rushed to Chen Luo's side at lightning speed, squatting down to check on Chen Luo's injuries.
"Chen Luo! Chen Luo, are you alright? Where does it hurt? Talk to me! Don't sleep! Don't sleep!"
"Mo Lan, call an ambulance quickly!"
At this moment, Wen Wan was no longer the composed and decisive woman she had been before. All she could see in her eyes was endless self-blame and fear, and her hand reaching out to Chen Luo was trembling slightly.
If I hadn't told Mo Lan not to stop, Chen Luo wouldn't have been hit!
I'm such a jinx! No! I have to leave! I can't let Chen Luo get hurt because of me anymore!
"Wen Wan! Don't go!"
Chen Luo, who was lying on the ground, suddenly got up and hugged Wen Wan.
"Chen Luo, are you alright?" Wen Wan's voice was full of surprise, but she immediately tried to struggle out of his embrace.
"Let me go! I'm a jinx! Let me go! Whether it was six years ago or now, you got hurt because of me!"
"I won't let go! If I let go, you'll leave, and I'll be without a wife!"
When Wen Wan heard Chen Luo shout the word "wife," she was stunned for a moment, while the security guard next to her secretly gave Chen Luo a thumbs up.
Wow, young man, you're brave enough to risk your life for a rich woman. I, an old man, am ashamed of myself.
Mo Lan quickly stepped forward to help the two up, and more and more people gathered around to watch.
"Mr. Wen, let's go home first and talk about it then."
He pulled the two into the car and quickly stepped on the gas, driving to the entrance of Villa No. 1.
After getting out of the car, Chen Luo held Wen Wan's hand tightly, as if afraid she would leave again. The two went upstairs to Wen Wan's private paradise room.
"Can you let go now?" Wen Wan glanced down at her right hand, which was being held tightly by Chen Luo.
"I will not let go until we have clarified things between us."
Chen Luo, unusually assertive, raised his head and looked at Wen Wan: "Wen Wan, I'm sorry, I really don't remember anything before I was 13. Although it was unintentional on my part, it did cause you to misunderstand."
"No, it's not your fault, I'm the one who dragged you into this."
Her gentle tone was filled with self-reproach: "I have just found the mastermind behind hiring someone to harm you back then. Don't worry, I will definitely make him pay the price!"
"No, that's not what I meant, nor do I want you to avenge me. Please listen to me."
Chen Luo gently stroked Wen Wan's hand with his thumb, his gaze fixed intently on her.
"Although I really don't remember what happened when we first met, I'm not sure when our first bond started."
At this point, Chen Luo paused: "I... I only know that no matter what happened in the past..."
"All I know is that when you left the bubble tea shop just now, I was very flustered, I was terrified, and I was afraid of losing you."
"My heart ached as if it were being twisted in pain, but beneath the pain, all that remained was an endless emptiness."
"All I know, and I'm certain of, is that although we've only spent a few days together, my heart is completely filled with you right now!"
"It's true, it's true, it's true, it's true, I've fallen for you."
"The past is the past, and I want to create more beautiful memories with you in the future, is that okay?"
"Hmm!"
Upon hearing Chen Luo's sudden confession, Wen Wan instinctively covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.
Perhaps Chen Luo himself had never realized that it was Wen Wan who had been the one to express her deep love and strong possessiveness to him all along.
However, he never gave Wen Wan any verbal response, and he didn't even go through the most basic procedure of starting a relationship, such as confessing his feelings to her face.
Realizing the problem, Chen Luo scratched his head sheepishly.
"This confession may be a little late, but all the feelings I want to express are here. I hope it won't seem too abrupt."
After confessing his feelings, Chen Luo was genuinely a little nervous. Although he knew that Wen Wan's feelings for him had deepened to a certain extent, he was still afraid that Wen Wan might reject him for some reason.
"Chirp!"
Wen Wan stood up, reached out her left hand, wrapped it around Chen Luo's neck, and kissed him deeply.
This kiss lacked the previous roughness and passion; its rhythm was gentle yet powerful.
As their tongues intertwined, the two embraced and naturally lay down on the bed.
The kiss lasted a full half hour, until both of them were somewhat breathless, before they instinctively released each other.
"Huff! Huff! Huff! Wenwan, stop, stop, stop for a moment, I'm a little out of breath."
Chen Luo rolled off Wen Wan's body and lay on the bed, panting heavily. It was just too stimulating; his brain was practically oxygen-deprived.
"You little rascal, you scared me! You think I'd let you go? Don't even think about it!"
After speaking, Wen Wan stood up and pounced on Chen Luo again, giving him another long, wet kiss. As time went on, the ambiguous atmosphere in the room seemed to be reaching a critical point.
"Gurgle!"
Wenwan's stomach suddenly rumbled, sounding so abrupt in the otherwise quiet room.
This made Wen Wan stop what she was doing, and Chen Luo couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"I thought you were a celestial being descended to earth, and you wouldn't get hungry? Even a goddess's stomach is still a stomach, and it can rumble too."
"Smack!" Wen Wan gently patted Chen Luo's forehead, feeling embarrassed.
"It's all your fault! I didn't eat lunch today. I've been busy all afternoon, and you, you little rascal, have been bothering me for so long. How could I not be hungry now?"
Chen Luo got out of bed, stood by the bedside, and smiled as he reached out to take Wen Wan's hand.
"Alright, alright, let's go down for dinner. Mo Lan should be ready by now."
At this moment, Wen Wan seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly threw herself into Chen Luo's arms, whispering in his ear.
"I want you to cook for me, naked except for an apron."
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