promise
She was indeed rejecting him, but not entirely because of a few casual words from outsiders.
She couldn't tell him the real reason she rejected him, because he was using her as an experiment and that preparing the divorce agreement in advance didn't violate their original agreement.
She decided to play along until the day he produced the divorce papers.
"I'm just not feeling well, I don't dislike you," Zhou Ji'an said, smiling at him, hoping his smile wouldn't look worse than a cry. "What would you like to eat?"
Deng Yi's heart skipped a beat. She was trying to please him, which was even more painful than being rejected by her. He approached her and pressed for details: "What exactly happened? What did Wei Jinglin say to you?"
What does this have to do with Wei Jinglin? Zhou Ji'an hadn't checked her phone for several hours and didn't know what kind of warnings Wei Jinglin had sent her this time.
Since Deng Yi has repeatedly mentioned Wei Jinglin, the two of them probably met again today when they returned there.
Zhou Ji'an countered, "What did Wei Jinglin say to you?"
Deng Yi's expression froze.
Zhou Ji'an knew he had guessed correctly. He suppressed his forced smile and shifted the blame for the argument onto him, saying, "It was you who started to doubt me because of a few casual words from an outsider."
“I will no longer be influenced by Wei Jinglin, and you can no longer believe what anyone else says besides me.” Deng Yi felt uneasy, so he stepped to her side and pulled her into his arms. “You promised me that you could be the same as before, and you can’t go back on your word again.”
No wonder he always wanted her to be the same as before.
Because only if she trusts and loves him completely as before can she guarantee that his test results are valid.
Zhou Ji'an was torn apart by the cruel reality, and every part of his body was in pain.
Her face was buried in the familiar scent, and countless voices were clamoring in her heart.
She impulsively thought that maybe she should ask him, in case it was all a misunderstanding.
There are no "what ifs". Their breakup wasn't due to a misunderstanding; he genuinely thought she was just average.
Most female protagonists in romantic comedy films and television series are just as ordinary as her.
Deng Yi's actions were much more urgent than before. Zhou Ji'an gritted his teeth and endured it for a while, but he couldn't help but push him away and shrink back towards the head of the bed. However, he was picked up by Deng Yi and walked around in the spacious bedroom.
She pressed her hand against his shoulder to avoid him, so he supported her with one hand and used the other to press her down mercilessly.
"It hurts!" Zhou Ji'an cried out.
It was no longer a vague feeling of discomfort, but a real, tangible pain.
"Is this any better?" Deng Yi asked, restraining himself, waiting for her to give her the same reaction he always did. "If you focus a little more, it won't hurt."
He's right; only by engaging in this experiment will she not feel pain.
She should also get involved.
Zhou Ji'an leaned on his shoulder, enduring the pain that was spreading faster and faster until it ended.
Deng Yi was doing the post-treatment cleaning with a hot towel when she started trembling even more violently. He couldn't help but wonder, "Should we take a shower?"
With his face completely buried in the fluffy pillow, Zhou Ji'an only thought about ending it all, ending it completely, and preferably never starting it again.
Because she found that no matter how much effort she put in, she couldn't bear the pain.
"I have to go to work tomorrow." Zhou Ji'an covered his eyes, lifted his face slightly, and made sure his refusal was clear.
"Okay." Deng Yi leaned down and kissed her. "We'll do it again tomorrow."
The next morning, Zhou Ji'an woke up before the alarm clock rang. She didn't know how to escape the web woven by the person on her body. She pressed her forearm against her eyes and tried to clear her mind as much as possible.
She wished she could fall asleep again, so that when she woke up, she could be thankful it was all just a dream.
"Jian, relax, be good, relax a little." Deng Yi gently woke her up.
Zhou Ji'an relaxed as instructed, but it was clearly not enough.
Deng Yi simply gave up, picked her up, and took her into the bathroom.
He always manages to achieve his goal.
A little while later, the bathroom became hot and humid, and so did Zhou Ji'an.
Deng Yi became even more excited as a result, and he spared no effort in every move, doing it with great gusto.
"Are you tired?" Deng Yi rinsed the person in his arms with hot water, occasionally massaging the most tired parts of her body. "It's Saturday today, why do you still have to work? Aren't you going to Lu Jianni's house?"
Zhou Ji'an was indeed tired, so tired that she didn't care whether Deng Yi was conducting experiments again. "If you really cared about whether I was tired or not, you wouldn't have started going crazy so early in the morning."
Deng Yi licked her earlobe and laughed, "I'm not crazy, I am..."
As he said the last two words, he demonstrated them with his movements. Zhou Ji'an, who had been exercising for a long time, couldn't take it anymore and involuntarily hugged his waist.
Deng Yi nibbled at her repeatedly, enticing her to come closer to him. "Jian, say you love me."
Zhou Ji'an was startled and looked up at him.
“Say you won’t leave me.” Deng Yi turned off the shower and made a new request.
A voice inside Zhou Ji'an asked, "What about you? Do you love me? Won't you leave me?"
Deng Yi pulled a bath towel over her head, leaving only her fair face exposed. He bent down to be at eye level with her and said clearly, "I love you, and I will never let you leave me."
That's a ridiculous lie.
Zhou Ji'an really wanted to ask him why he had prepared a divorce agreement if that was the case, but after thinking about it carefully, she realized that even if she asked, he wouldn't admit it, or he would find some other excuse to brush her off. Anyway, he was very good at this kind of game.
"You're so selfish," Zhou Ji'an said coldly. "Just because you love me, you won't let me leave you? Haven't you ever considered that I don't love you?"
"You can't not love me." As he spoke, Deng Yi had already dried them both off. He hung up a towel, picked her up around the waist, and carried her into the dressing room to pick out clothes for her. "You can't go back on your word."
Zhou Ji'an suppressed the pleasure aroused by the intentional or unintentional brush of his fingertips against her skin, and said with a nasal tone, "What women say in bed is also a lie."
Deng Yi kissed her birthmark and smiled leisurely: "It wasn't something you promised in bed."
"Hmm?" Zhou Ji'an turned around in surprise.
Deng Yi, however, seemed to have no intention of delving deeper into the topic. "Why not go to Lu Jianni's house? Is it because of Zhao Xingran?"
Zhou Ji'an replied casually, "Mm."
Yesterday, Zhao Xingran asked Lu Jianni and Zhou Ji'an to chat with her privately in the group chat, so Lu Jianni added the three of them to a small group chat.
Zhao Xingran immediately said, "I don't want Zhou Ji'an to appear at future symposiums."
Lu Jianni: "What's the reason?"
Zhao Xingran no longer concealed anything: "Zhou Ji'an knew that I had been seduced by Deng Yi's father, but he didn't tell me because he was afraid of affecting Deng Yi. If it weren't for Qin Xirang, I don't know what terrible things I would have encountered. She doesn't deserve to be a woman at all."
Lu Jianni asked, "Jian, when did you find out?"
Zhao Xingran interjected, "She discovered it a long time ago, but she just pretended not to know anything."
Zhou Ji'an vaguely felt that Qin Xirang's intentions went beyond simply kicking her out of the symposium. Seeing Zhao Xingran's certainty that she already knew who Zhao Xingran's boyfriend was, she realized that explaining would be futile, so she simply said, "I will not attend any more symposiums in the future."
As intelligent as Lu Jianni was, she naturally noticed something was wrong and immediately called Zhou Ji'an.
"When did you find out?" Lu Jianni asked.
“After the last symposium, I ran into Zhao Xingran, who was sitting in the passenger seat of Deng Wencheng, on the road.”
"How old is Deng Yi's father?"
"I don't know, but he must be at least fifty."
"Deng Yi, do you know? Were you scared back then?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ji'an was even less willing to cause trouble for Lu Jianni.
If Qin Xirang intends to exploit Deng Yi's fame to amplify Deng Wencheng's scandal, then push Zhao Xingran into the spotlight to gain attention and take the opportunity to expose her own identity and successfully enter the entertainment industry, then everyone will become Qin Xirang's victims, including Zhao Xingran and Lu Jiani.
"Deng Yi knows, and several other people know, so it can't be hidden any longer."
"What is the relationship between Qin Xirang and Deng Yi? I saw her in the video of you and Deng Yi that was secretly filmed."
“They have known each other since they were children; Qin Xirang and Wei Jinglin are friends.”
"This person is quite the actor." Lu Jianni looked at the dozen or so messages Zhao Xingran had sent in the group chat and suddenly felt a headache coming on. "Let me see if I can give Zhao Xingran some advice."
"I just can't attend the seminar you organized, it doesn't mean I can't go to your house anymore, don't worry about it. Besides, Deng Yi and his mother don't have a good relationship with his father. The exposure of his father's scandal might be a relief for him and his mother."
"Yes, what I'm afraid of is that Zhao Xingran will be used by Qin Xirang."
Knowing that Lu Jianni had the same idea as him, Zhou Ji'an felt somewhat relieved. He recalled Zhao Xingran's usual words and actions and felt that she was not someone who was easily swayed. Her current anger was probably because she thought that Zhou Ji'an had betrayed her and betrayed women.
Lu Jianni sent a private message to Zhao Xingran: "Jian can stop attending the symposium, but constantly pointing the finger at her won't solve anything. If your relationship with Deng Yi's father is exposed, you will receive more insults than Deng Yi's father."
Zhao Xingran passionately typed on the keyboard: "I am clearly the victim, and you are ignoring that for the sake of friendship."
Lu Jianni asked helplessly, "Do you know how old Deng Yi's father is this year? What does he do for a living? What kind of car does he drive? What is his income?"
Zhao Xingran: "What do you mean? Are you saying I'm not the victim, but that I actively approached Deng Wencheng and seduced him?"
Lu Jianni: "I don't think so, but most people would. If a minor girl is in a relationship with a man in his thirties or forties, people will say that the minor girl is seducing the adult man. Let alone you, who is already an adult and the other party is a man in a high position of power who is at least thirty years older than you. Just think about the level of gossip that will circulate about your life."
Lu Jianni typed quickly: "I'm not telling you to swallow your anger, I want you to calm down and think about the best solution. That way, I can find a way to provide you with any help you need."
“I can go to Lu Jianni’s house at other times.” Zhou Ji’an still didn’t want him to think that she had lost her freedom because of this. “I can go to her house tomorrow, it’s her birthday tomorrow.”
Deng Yi said, "No matter who exposes Deng Wencheng's scandal, they will first explain my relationship with Deng Wencheng and use my fame to increase the heat. I can use this to respond to some online rumors. In addition, Deng Wencheng was afraid of the scandal being exposed and did not make our relationship public, so it will be easier for me to respond."
Is it so easy to see through her thoughts? Zhou Ji'an listened to his reassuring words and replied awkwardly, "I know."
"I'm sorry to have troubled you." Deng Yi stood in front of her and gently pinched her chin. "Do you want me to explain to Zhao Xingran?"
Zhou Ji'an took a step back, temporarily leaving the area he could control, and replied, "I can handle this myself, I don't need your help."
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