Qin Du remained silent, and Ning Zihuan shrank back, trying to minimize his presence.
"Alright." Yun Ya clapped her hands. "Try to avoid getting the wound wet to prevent infection, and be cautious with your diet as well..."
Yun Ya was explaining precautions when she saw Yan Song and Pei Qinghan coming down the stairs one after the other. Yan Song was in front, his military attire impeccable and handso, while Pei Qinghan wore a white casual outfit, aloof and cool, like the sun’s scorching brilliance, like the moon’s gentle and clear glow.
Suddenly, Yun Ya jumped up, smiling as she rushed towards Yan Song. The girl, who had been poised and graceful monts ago, transford into a sweet and obedient little girl, throwing herself into Yan Song’s arms with a slightly coquettish tone: "Brother Yan, where have you been?"
Yun Ya always gave the impression of a dignified and elegant socialite. Whether in speech or conduct, she was always impeccable with no mistakes, never showing such a girlish side. The n couldn’t help but feel a bitter pang of jealousy.
Yan Song couldn’t be prouder at this mont. He curved his lips, raised his hand to ruffle Yun Ya’s hair, and spoke with a voice so gentle it could lt.
"Why are you up?"
Despite the gathering of rivals, Yan Song had been feeling quite uneasy inside. However, with a single sentence from Yun Ya, all discomfort vanished instantly, and he felt completely at ease, with a sense of triumph.
"I couldn’t sleep. Where are we now? Have we gone back to the Capital City?" Yun Ya looked up and asked, her eyes as clear as a deer’s. Yan Song’s throat moved slightly, and he led her to the sofa, ignoring everyone else’s gaze. "We’re at Xilan Lake now. This is Pei Qinghan’s villa. There was a heavy rain below, making the roads difficult to travel. For safety reasons, we’re staying here for the night. We’ll leave once the rain stops in the morning."
"Oh." Yun Ya turned to Pei Qinghan: "Thank you, Brother Pei."
Pei Qinghan smiled, "You’re too kind."
Five people sat in the living room. Yan Song and Yun Ya were on the main sofa at the east, while Pei Qinghan, Qin Du, and Ning Zihuan occupied the southwest and north, respectively, all silent with an awkward atmosphere...
Jiang Xiang quietly retreated because wherever there are people, conflicts arise, especially when four rival n are gathered together.
Who could bla it on the irresistible charm of the boss’s fiancée? It also indirectly attested to the boss’s good taste and high allure.
"Arrange a guest room for Mr. Qin and Mr. Ning," Pei Qinghan instructed indifferently, and Fu Bai agreed, heading off to make the arrangents.
"Thank you," Qin Du said politely.
Ning Zihuan crossed his legs, and compared to Qin Du, he seed quite rude, but he never cared about how others saw him.
Yan Song noticed Ning Zihuan’s glances at Yun Ya, feeling a tinge of anger. He picked up Yun Ya and strode upstairs.
"Bang." The door shut close, completely cutting off their figures.
Ning Zihuan gritted his teeth with resentnt: "What gives Yan Song the right...?"
They aren’t even married yet, and they’re already living together. Yan Song, you bastard.
"It’s late, everyone should rest. We’ll leave early tomorrow morning."
Pei Qinghan said this as he rose and went upstairs.
"Hey Qin, why don’t the two of us join forces...." Before Ning Zihuan could finish, Qin Du had already stood up and left, leaving only a dashing back for Ning Zihuan.
Ning Zihuan rolled his eyes; these people were all fools.
At that mont, Jing He walked in briskly with a phone: "Third Young Master, it’s the young lady’s call."
Ning Zihuan shed his playful deanor, glanced at the phone, and took it with an expressionless face.
"Sister."
"Zihuan, I heard you ca to the Capital City?" The gentle voice of a woman ca from the phone.
Who was the tattletale?
Ning Zihuan said indifferently: "Yes, I ca to the Capital City to see a friend."
"You ca to see Yun Ya, didn’t you?" Ning Zijin directly exposed him, as she had long seen through her brother’s feelings.
Ning Zihuan frowned slightly, but didn’t argue.
"Yun Ya is already Yan Song’s fiancée. Mind your actions, Yan Song isn’t soone to ss with."
"Sister, I’ll visit you when I’m free. I’m busy now, so if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up first." With that, he hung up without waiting for her to say more.
He tossed the phone to Jing He and walked upstairs with his hands in his pockets. "I’m going to sleep, don’t disturb without a reason."
The Third Young Master has quite a temper upon waking up. Jing He watched the ringing phone again and answered resignedly.
"Young Lady...we’re at Xilan Lake here with the Third Young Master..."
Ning Zijin sighed helplessly after hanging up.
Ye Feng ca out of the shower, seeing Ning Zijin frowning, walked over quickly, and took her phone: "The doctor said to stay away from radiation. I just took a quick shower, and you’re already breaking the rules again."
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