Spring Night Kiss.

Six months later, as Xu Zhouye stepped into the bedroom again, a series of erotic images flooded his mind.

Along with that, there was also the cold sheet beside me when I woke up.

A heartless, despicable woman treated him like a pastime, enjoying his body and services before disappearing without a trace.

It seems like she was just playing around.

He gave a soft hum, then suddenly turned around, pulled the woman behind him to his front, and lowered his head to bite her lip.

Song Qingjia looked completely bewildered and reached out to touch his forehead: "You don't have a fever, why are you acting so silly?"

Xu Zhouye bit her again.

"You slut, you slept with me and then ran away."

Song Qingjia: "?"

Is this person alright? Why are they bringing up old grievances again, acting like a resentful husband?

"Then I'll apologize to you again," she said.

Xu Zhouye pressed his advantage: "Fine, I forgive you. Who told me to like you so much, that I can't live without you?"

Song Qingjia was disgusted, pushed him away, and dragged her suitcase toward the dressing room.

Xu Zhouye followed her over and helped her hang the clothes from the suitcase into the closet. He moved swiftly, and spoke just as quickly: "Do you know how I felt when I saw you run away again that morning and then block me?"

"What else could you be feeling? Angry? Frustrated? Wanting to drag me back and teach me a lesson?"

As for how to discipline her, she knows without being asked.

"more than."

Song Qingjia glanced at him.

Xu Zhouye continued, "At the time, I thought I would find you sooner or later, chain you up, and make sure you couldn't run away anywhere."

Song Qingjia: "...I'll call the police and have you arrested."

Xu Zhouye laughed in anger: "Isn't it all because you're so shameless, toying with my feelings and my body?"

"Who was it that begged me to visit them when they were in Suzhou?"

What a scoundrel! He has two faces.

Xu Zhouye was taken aback, then raised an eyebrow and scoffed, "Song Qingjia, I've noticed you're quite good at manipulating me. What makes you think you can?"

"Just because I'm your girlfriend whom you begged and pleaded with," Song Qingjia said matter-of-factly, emphasizing the word "begged and pleaded."

In terms of shamelessness, she's no less shameless than him.

Xu Zhouye looked at her, a smile involuntarily creeping onto his lips. He nodded in agreement, "Indeed, I begged and pleaded with you." He paused, his tone becoming increasingly nonchalant, "So, if I begged you to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, would you go?"

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent for a moment.

Song Qingjia curled her fingers, crumpling the clothes in her hand.

Xu Zhouye was still staring at her.

She abruptly released her grip and looked directly at him: "Guess whether I'll go or not? Why don't you give it a try?"

Xu Zhouye's smile deepened; he really wanted to disregard everything and try it as she had suggested.

but……

It was too rushed.

Not only was there no proper proposal ceremony, but he could tell that she wasn't prepared.

Since she's already his, there's no need to rush. He'll gradually pry open her heart and enter it.

Just like back then, shamelessly and forcefully, I entered her life.

"I won't give you a chance to refuse me," he said lazily.

Song Qingjia: "Then I see you have some self-awareness."

She lowered her eyes and continued packing her suitcase.

It's hard to say whether hearing his words brought her relief or a touch of regret. Because even she herself didn't know what her answer would be if he actually did as she was told.

Xu Zhouye took her hand and pulled her up: "Let Auntie collect the rest, let's go eat first."

Song Qingjia: "Oh."

-

The Zheng family of Jingzhou.

The black sedan stopped in front of the villa. Nie Yuhuai got out of the car, walked around to the other side, and opened the car door.

Zheng Zhiyi got out of the back seat, carrying a light-colored handbag, and smiled at him: "I've arrived, you can go back now." She took half a step back, "Don't forget the auction the day after tomorrow."

Nie Yuhuai nodded: "I'll take you inside."

Zheng Zhiyi smiled and did not refuse.

Zheng's parents were in the living room. When they saw the two enter, they smiled and stood up. They were extremely satisfied with the young master of the Nie family; he was a gentleman, considerate, and very respectful to their daughter.

For Zheng Zhiyi, being able to marry such a man is considered lucky. After all, it's not uncommon in the entertainment industry for arranged marriages to end up like strangers.

Because it was getting late, Zheng's parents didn't keep Nie Yuhuai any longer. After chatting for a few minutes, they told him to go home.

Nie Yuhuai politely said goodbye and turned to leave.

He got into the car, rubbed his temples, closed his eyes, and leaned back in his seat, looking utterly exhausted.

Not only physically, but also mentally.

After a long while, he opened his eyes, restarted the engine, and drove along the street lit by streetlights towards the Nie family's home.

Half an hour later.

He walked into the living room. Nie Qingyuan was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and Cheng Yizhen was sitting next to him, holding a cup of tea.

Nie Yuhuai changed his shoes in the entryway and came in.

"You're back?" Cheng Yizhen put down her teacup. "Did you take Zhiyi back?"

"Hmm." Nie Yuhuai sat down on the single sofa.

Nie Qingyuan turned his head and glanced at him: "How are things going with the Zheng family's daughter?"

"She's alright." Nie Yuhuai's tone was flat. "She's a nice person."

Nie Qingyuan nodded, looking satisfied: "Since you think it's good, let's have a meal together next month and set a date."

Nie Yuhuai remained silent.

The atmosphere was a bit tense.

Nie Qingyuan frowned, placed the teacup in his hand on the coffee table with a heavy "thud".

Seeing this, Cheng Yizhen spoke up to ease the tension: "Isn't this a bit too hasty? The two children have only known each other for a short time; it's not a bad thing for them to get to know each other better."

Nie Yuhuai pursed his lips and said "Thank you" to Cheng Yizhen.

Then, she looked at her father.

"I will get married, you don't need to worry," he continued. "And you don't need to keep sending people to watch me."

Nie Qingyuan gave him a deep look: "It's good that you know your limits."

After saying that, he got up and went upstairs.