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nQiao Aiyun was flustered. She was terrified of making the same mistake again, and she didn’t even have the courage to ask him.

nWhen she thought about how he had been leaving early and returning late for the past few days, her heart was a mess, and her brain was dizzy, as if someone had hit her hard with a hammer. Her head was so painful that it was buzzing, and she was so dizzy that she couldn’t think.

nShe went up to the second floor like a walking corpse while stumbling, almost knocking over a vase on the side of the corridor.

nHer interactions with Yan Wangchuan during this period of time intertwined and alternated with her unbearable past with Song Jingren in her mind, and her heart was in turmoil.

nBefore she could reach her door, her arm was grasped firmly by someone who came running wildly behind her.

n“Aiyun!” Yan Wangchuan looked at her, the anxiety and helplessness in his eyes no less than hers.

nQiao Aiyun looked at him deeply and twisted her arm, but she was unable to break free.

n“You’re unhappy.” Yan Wangchuan wasn’t asking a question. He had always been emotionally slow. “Because of the scent on my clothes?”

nQiao Aiyun was speechless. You already know, yet you’re still asking me? How can you be so direct even at a time like this?

nShe gritted her teeth and asked, “Where have you been for the past few days? Why have you been coming back so late?”

nIn any case, I might as well lay all the cards on the table.

nRegardless of what the outcome is, let’s just get this over with.

nYan Wangchuan’s expression was indifferent, and he didn’t speak.

n“You said that there’s something to do at the company. But even if there’s a social gathering, you shouldn’t have to go, no?” After all, they had been living under the same roof for so long. Yan Wangchuan was clumsy with his words and wasn’t good at socializing, so he rarely attended such gatherings.

nWhenever there was a gathering, his assistant would arrange for someone else to go, so he really didn’t need to attend any.

n“Yes.” Yan Wangchuan nodded.

n“Then, why did you go?”

nHe didn’t speak again, making Qiao Aiyun so angry that her body was shaking.

n“Did you get together with another woman? If…” Qiao Aiyun’s voice trembled slightly. “We haven’t gotten the certificate. I won’t be in your way. If you want to move out, you can leave anytime.”

nYan Wangchuan’s pupils constricted. “You don’t want me anymore?”

nHis voice was very low, and he looked just like a wounded beast.

nQiao Aiyun wished she could slap him right away. You had intimate contact with another woman, yet you say that I don’t want you? You’re so shameless.

n“Let go of me.” Qiao Aiyun was furious and struggled to shake off his hand.

nYan Wangchuan refused to let go, and the two of them continued to argue in the corridor.

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nSong Fengwan was reading when she heard the commotion outside. She hurriedly opened the door and went out. The two people outside immediately stopped moving…

n“You two…” Song Fengwan’s heart skipped a beat.

n“Wanwan, we’re fine. Go to bed.” Qiao Aiyun reached out her hand to tuck her slightly messy hair behind her ear, trying to hide her awkwardness.

nSong Fengwan didn’t believe that nothing had happened between them. If they really got into a fight, her mother wouldn’t be able to beat Yan Wangchuan.

n“Quickly go back. I’m going back to my room to sleep too.” Qiao Aiyun reached out to urge Song Fengwan to go back to her room.

nFrom the corner of her eye, Song Fengwan saw that her wrist was red. “Mom, you don’t need my help?”

nHelp? Qiao Aiyun was stunned. Help me hit Yan Wangchuan?

n“No. Go to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow. Don’t forget to drink the milk…” Qiao Aiyun reminded.

nSong Fengwan could only close the door.

nQiao Aiyun turned her head to look at Yan Wangchuan. “Let’s talk about it tomorrow. It’s late. We shouldn’t disturb her rest.”

nWith that, she prepared to return to her room. She had barely walked away when a pair of hands suddenly reached out from below and hugged her legs. Before she could react, something pressed against her abdomen, and her entire body was lifted up and carried.

n“Ah! Yan Wangchuan, you’re crazy! Let me down!”

nShe had never experienced such stimulation. Her body was suspended in midair, and her face was pale with fright.

nSong Fengwan was standing at the door, and when she heard the commotion, she immediately opened her door…

nWhen she saw Yan Wangchuan carrying her mother into the room and kicking the door shut, her heart skipped a beat.

nWere they flirting just now? They’re really energetic even at their age.

nSong Fengwan sighed and closed the door. She put on her earphones and prepared to do two English listening comprehension exercises before sleeping.

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nOn the other side…

nQiao Aiyun had never been treated like this before. Her face was pale, and she kept patting his back. “Yan Wangchuan, you lunatic! If you continue being like this, get out! Yan Wangchuan—”

n“Continue shouting, and you’ll call Wanwan over,” Yan Wangchuan said in a dull tone.

nQiao Aiyun instantly fell silent.

nThis bastard is actually using Wanwan to threaten me?

nHe was so silent just now, but he’s quite good at threatening me.

nAt this moment, she couldn’t care less about her image and just wanted to give him a good beating. She kicked his leg.

n“What are you doing? Get lost!”

nYou have the scent of another woman on you, yet you still want to touch me?

n“Don’t be angry.” Yan Wangchuan wasn’t good at comforting people, so even in this situation, he could only clumsily stroke her hair.

n“Move aside first.” Qiao Aiyun was fuming. He didn’t explain anything and just kissed me straight away. What the hell?

n“No.” A certain someone’s attitude was firm.

n“Yan Wangchuan, if you continue being like this, move out tomorrow.” Qiao Aiyun’s struggle was fruitless, so she could only warn him like this.

nYan Wangchuan stopped moving and looked at her in astonishment. “You don’t want me anymore?”

nQiao Aiyun was caught between laughter and tears. “In that case, tell me. Where have you been the past few days? You even have someone else’s scent on you.”

nYan Wangchuan frowned. “She was too close to me, so she might have rubbed against me.”

nQiao Aiyun’s anger surged. She reached out to hit him, and a certain someone actually didn’t dodge. When her fingers touched his face, she tightened her fingers but eventually couldn’t bear to hit him. “Forget it. You should go.”

nNo matter how slow-witted Yan Wangchuan was, he knew that she was angry. He got up, and Qiao Aiyun also got up and tidied her clothes. “Let’s talk tomorrow. I’m very tired.”

nYan Wangchuan looked down at his watch.

n“Hurry up and leave. I really want to sleep.” Qiao Aiyun reached out to push him out.

nWhen they were at the door, the big hand on his watch jumped to twelve. Yan Wangchuan suddenly turned around and held her hand.

n“W-what do you want to do?” Qiao Aiyun frowned.

nYan Wangchuan took out a velvet box from his pocket and took the diamond ring in it. The diamond had a step cut, an eight-clawed design, and a thin platinum base. Before she could react, the ring had already landed on the ring finger of her right hand…

nThe diamond was very big and exquisitely cut, and it reflected a dazzling luster under the light.

n“This…” Qiao Aiyun was a little dumbfounded.

n“My Valentine’s Day gift.” Yan Wangchuan’s fingertips gently caressed her hand. “The size is just right.”

nOnly then did Qiao Aiyun notice that there were many tiny pieces of skin peeling off his fingertips. When she flipped his hand to see his palm, she saw that his fingertips were a little red and swollen, and there were even small injuries all over them. “What exactly have you been doing these days?”

n“In the past, Master said that my hands were clumsy. That’s why he taught me how to distinguish jade stones because I couldn’t learn how to carve well. My hands are indeed clumsy.”

n“You cut it yourself?” Qiao Aiyun looked down at the diamond ring. The shape…

n… is indeed a little strange.

n“It doesn’t look good? I’ll make you something better next time.” Yan Wangchuan looked at her. “I asked one of the company’s professionals for advice. The scent probably belongs to his assistant. He found a very young girl to be his assistant, and she helped me to take my clothes.”

n“Oh.” Qiao Aiyun nodded.

n“Can I not leave tomorrow?”

nQiao Aiyun bit her lip and looked at him. “Since you didn’t do anything, why didn’t you tell me earlier when I asked you?”

n“It’s not Valentine’s Day yet. If I say it, the feeling won’t be there.” Yan Wangchuan was very stubborn in certain aspects.

n“I like the ring a lot.” Qiao Aiyun felt as though she had been on an emotional roller coaster. It was full of ups and downs, and it was inexplicable. Her eyes were slightly red, and she suddenly felt that she had been too agitated just now.

nYan Wangchuan narrowed his eyes. As long as she likes it…

nAfter this incident, Qiao Aiyun would receive a diamond ring he personally designed and cut every year on Valentine’s Day. The size of the rings varied, and he had never once not given one.

nQiao Aiyun looked at the ring, raised her head, and smiled at him. She tiptoed and pecked his lips. “Thank you.”

nThank you…

n… for still liking me for so many years…

nThe corners of Qiao Aiyun’s eyes reddened. The world spun, and the two of them had already rolled onto the bed.

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nAfter two hours, Qiao Aiyun’s phone alarm rang. She got up with difficulty and reached out to rub her waist.

nYan Wangchuan opened his eyes and looked at her silently.

n“I need to get up to cook for Wanwan and send her to school.”

nAfter she got up, Yan Wangchuan also got up. Qiao Aiyun then took out a suit from the closet. “This is for you.”

nYan Wangchuan looked at the suit. His expression remained unchanged, but his heart was bursting with joy.

nWhen Song Fengwan went downstairs, Qiao Aiyun had already prepared breakfast for her. Yan Wangchuan was sitting by the window and gazing at the few pots of orchids. From the looks of it, there was no longer any problem between the two of them.

nAfter breakfast, Yan Wangchuan put his coat on and grabbed his car key. “I’ll send you today.”

n“Okay.” Song Fengwan nodded.

n“Drive safely.” Qiao Aiyun sent them to the door.

nYan Wangchuan suddenly turned around and carefully kissed her cheek. “I’ll come back to pick you up later. You can think about where you want to go today.”

nQiao Aiyun blushed and hurried the two of them out.

nSong Fengwan was speechless. He’s already so old, but he’s still so shameless.

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nAfter Qiao Aiyun went back into the house, she sat in front of the dressing table and dressed up carefully. She reached out to rub the back of her waist. As long as this person gets on the bed, he’s as demanding and unreasonable as a wild beast. It’s like he’ll only be satisfied if he kills me in bed.

nWhile she was choosing her clothes and hesitating, Yan Wangchuan called.

n“Hello.” Qiao Aiyun placed a set of clothes on the bed and compared it with the others to choose an outfit.

n“I’ve already sent Wanwan to school.”

n“Oh.” Qiao Aiyun nodded.

n“I really couldn’t hold back last night, and I didn’t use protection a few times,” Yan Wangchuan suddenly said.

nQiao Aiyun’s hand trembled, and she almost lost her grip on her phone. How many times has this happened? This person is obviously doing it on purpose.

nShe lowered her head to look at her flat abdomen. It shouldn’t be that coincidental, right? I won’t get pregnant after just a few times, right?

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