Falling into the rain

"Little Fish is dying..."

Yu Tingyu sobbed softly, her eyes already shrouded in mist, making it impossible for her to see the man's face clearly.

But she knew that the man in front of her was Wen Huaixu.

The man's sweat slid slowly down his strong shoulders and neck, landing on Yu Tingyu's shoulder.

Yu Tingyu couldn't help but try to open her eyes, and through the blurry vision, she saw a strong and tall body.

"It hurts..." Yu Tingyu's voice was muffled.

"Where does it hurt?"

Wen Huaixu straightened up, his dark, deep eyes looking at her, his voice deep and hoarse.

Upon hearing this sound, Yu Tingyu couldn't help but curl her toes.

So cool.

This man's face and voice perfectly matched her sexual fetish.

Yu Tingyu reached for his hand, closed her eyes, and sighed softly, "Everywhere."

A man's deep laughter rang in her ears. Yu Tingyu vaguely heard him ask a question in a low voice. She couldn't help but blush and replied, "A long time ago..."

-

"Knock, knock..."

Two clear knocks came from the door, followed by Aunt Jing's gentle voice asking.

"Miss, are you awake? The second young master brought the young master of the Chu family over to check on your health."

Yu Tingyu frowned. Her unfinished "Ready?" was abruptly interrupted, and the man disappeared from her sight.

She slowly opened her eyes, and all she saw was white.

As her thoughts slowly returned, she realized that she was at home, in her room.

And just now she...

Yu Tingyu bit her lip.

What a pity.

Aunt Jing asked again from outside the door, and Yu Tingyu immediately called out, "Wait for me, it'll be ready soon."

-

My head still feels a bit heavy, but it's much better than yesterday.

Yu Tingyu had just remembered that she had suddenly fainted after her performance yesterday and had been unconscious ever since, with no idea how she got home.

It was obvious without even thinking that Wen Huaixu had brought him back.

Yu Tingyu lowered her eyes and stopped before going down the stairs.

Aunt Jing, who was beside her, asked upon seeing this, "Miss, what's wrong?"

Yu Tingyu asked casually, "Was Second Brother home last night?"

"Yes, I've always been here. You had a fever last night, and the second young master didn't sleep well either. He kept asking me to take your temperature until the fever subsided before he went back to his room."

Aunt Jing answered truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingyu felt a tingling sensation in her heart, though not exactly happy, but rather as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.

There have been rumors lately that the daughter of the Chen family, who works in the municipal secretariat, will be Wen Huaixu's future marriage partner.

Although there was no evidence to support this claim, it couldn't have been entirely baseless. Lately, Wen Huaixu had been going out at night and returning around midnight, with a faint scent of perfume on him that didn't belong to him.

Yu Tingyu dared not think about it further.

She continued walking downstairs and vaguely heard the voices of several men talking downstairs.

Inside the magnificent hall, three men in suits sat on the sofas. Upon hearing footsteps on the stairs, they all stopped talking and looked up.

Yu Tingyu subconsciously looked at the person in the very center.

The man exuded a powerful aura, his posture relaxed and carefree as he stubbed out his cigarette. His black shirt accentuated his inverted triangle physique, a body that was enough to make anyone's blood boil even without him taking it off.

Just now, he wasn't wearing any clothes.

Yu Tingyu lowered her head quietly, her earlobes turning slightly pink, and she whispered, "Second Brother."

Her voice was as gentle as ever, but only Yu Tingyu herself knew how unsure she was of herself when she spoke.

Yu Tingyu then greeted the other two men, "Brother Lingyu, Brother Qi'an."

Wen Huaixu frowned upon hearing this, but ultimately said nothing, only asking her to sit beside him: "Are you feeling better?"

His dark, deep eyes fell on Yu Tingyu's face, causing her to unconsciously look away, only daring to look at the floor and say, "Much better."

"Lingyu, take a look at her," Wen Huaixu said again.

"Okay, Tingyu, put your hand out."

The man sitting on the other side of the sofa agreed.

Chu Lingyu comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. His great-grandfather was the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, and he himself has mastered many skills.

Yu Tingyu subconsciously reached out her hand, then belatedly realized that no one has any secrets when it comes to traditional Chinese medicine.

She nervously picked at her fingers, wondering if she could actually diagnose something.

Chu Lingyu placed his fingers on Yu Tingyu's wrist, carefully taking her pulse. After a while, he lowered his hand, smiled, and asked, "Tingyu, do you have a boy you like lately?"

Yu Tingyu's breathing became erratic for a moment, then she shook her head without hesitation: "No."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Wen Huaixu put down his wine glass, look up at Chu Lingyu, and ask, "Why would you ask that?"

Chu Lingyu truthfully stated her diagnosis: "Your liver fire is a bit excessive, but it's not a big problem. It's probably because you've been under a lot of academic pressure lately. I'll have someone send over some medicine to reduce the heat in a bit."

Upon hearing the words "liver fire," Yu Tingyu's ears turned red again.

After listening, Wen Huaixu turned his gaze to Yu Tingyu, his dark eyes pressing down on her. His expression hardened, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you under a lot of pressure?"

Yu Tingyu paused for a moment, then answered honestly, "...Yes, I've been busy with the concert lately and haven't slept well for a few days."

She wasn't exactly lying. With the end of the semester approaching, there was a lot of homework left by the school. She had been learning piano since she was a child, and this hadn't changed after she joined the Wen family. Her teacher had once said that she was a piano prodigy, so nowadays, if there were any concerts at the academy, most of them were assigned to Yu Tingyu. She had been working non-stop these past few days, otherwise she wouldn't have fainted.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Hearing her say she hadn't slept well, Wen Huaixu's eyes darkened, and his expression became serious.

These days, Yu Tingyu rarely communicates with him. At most, they exchange a few words at the dinner table and greet each other when they meet. She is completely different from the lively, cheerful, and playful woman she used to be, who liked to joke around with him and wanted to share everything with him.

Wen Huaixu didn't know why he had suddenly become like this.

Yu Tingyu felt a tightness in her heart. She lowered her eyes and unconsciously tightened her fingers.

She was thinking about how to answer.

She no longer dared to get close to Wen Huaixu as she used to.

She was filled with shame, and most importantly, she was afraid that her feelings would be discovered.

Wen Huaixu had a pair of eyes that could see into people's hearts. The moment she met his gaze, her little thoughts seemed to be exposed without any way to hide.

But before she could answer, the fourth person in the living room spoke up.

Zhang Qi'an clicked his tongue lightly, saying in a disapproving tone, "Hey Second Brother, don't sound so fierce. Didn't you see Tingyu was scared?"

Wen Huaixu glanced at Yu Tingyu, trying to find traces of fear of him on her face.

After observing for a while, he suddenly let out a cryptic chuckle, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Afraid?"

He didn't notice at all.

She was the only one in the whole family who could make him angry.

-

The male and female leads are not related by blood at all!

The male and female leads are not related by blood at all!

The male and female leads are not related by blood at all!