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At this moment, the night was deep, and an endless darkness spread out like an unbreakable net.
Jian Yunong sensed something was wrong and immediately reached out to push the door, but the lock was firmly secured.
Huo Jincheng lit a cigarette, the flame cutting through the darkness, illuminating the clarity in his eyes. "Jian Yunong, listen to me; it will make you feel better."
Jian Yunong's heartbeat slowed for a moment. This was something Huo Jincheng often said, but they usually said it while in bed. In the past, Jian Yunong had never cooperated with Huo Jincheng.
Jian Yunong quietly shrank back a little. "I don't feel good."
Huo Jincheng exhaled a smoke ring, his narrowed eyes fixed on her. "Marry me; your life is already in my hands. You don't need to think about anything else; just leave everything to me."
Looking into his eyes felt like staring into those of a leopard, as if she were being hunted.
"What if I say no?" Jian Yunong couldn't help but bite her lip slightly. "I don't want to!"
Huo Jincheng tossed away the cigarette. The sea breeze rushed in as he opened the window, causing Jian Yunong to shiver. She wrapped her arms around herself and looked up to see Huo Jincheng leisurely unbuttoning two buttons on his shirt.
Jian Yunong inexplicably felt a tightening sensation at the back of her head, a bad premonition creeping in. When she saw Huo Jincheng undoing his cufflinks, she suddenly understood; it wasn't just a premonition but something that was about to happen.
Huo Jincheng reached out towards her but didn't touch Jian Yunong. However, her body leaned back as he adjusted the angle of her seat from ninety degrees to one hundred eighty degrees.
Her heartbeat became erratic; there was no one around by the seaside at night, and it was pitch black outside—she couldn't escape.
Huo Jincheng seized her ankle and tried to take off her shoes, but she was wearing lace-up Dr. Martens boots. Finding it troublesome, Huo Jincheng gave up on removing her shoes.
Jian Yunong struggled fiercely and couldn't help but scream, "I don't want to! Huo Jincheng, are you crazy? You're forcing me again! Can't you change this habit of yours?"
Huo Jincheng's hands were pressed above her body, his cold gaze intimidating. "Is this a habit? Indeed. You have a habit of not wanting to engage in relations; I have a habit of forcing you. We both have our issues; we fit together."
With her waist in his grip, Huo Jincheng said in a chilling voice, "You take it off yourself."
"I won't!"
Jian Yunong refused indignantly, biting down on Huo Jincheng's shoulder.
Huo Jincheng held her neck, allowing her to bite, his voice carrying a hint of anger, "If you won't take it off, that's fine."
Before Jian Yunong could react, Huo Jincheng had already demonstrated another form of intimacy. Without any foreplay, she released her lips and began to cry, bending over as if she wanted to curl up.
Jian Yunong's face was wet with tears. Huo Jincheng let go of her; the forceful approach was not suitable for her. He felt pity and chose a gentler method.
Jian Yunong leaned against Huo Jincheng, crying the whole time.
When he was rough, she cried.
When he was gentle, she also cried.
Huo Jincheng let her change positions and cry out loud.
Jian Yunong's mind was a blur; she had long forgotten what she was doing—whether she was crying out of sadness or joy.
It had indeed been a while since they had been this intimate. Their bodies, which were once so familiar with each other, now felt a sense of hunger.
By the time it ended, Jian Yunong was still crying, her eyes swollen.
Huo Jincheng helped her put on her clothes while she continued to cry.
He didn't comfort her; he simply said one thing, "Tomorrow Teacher Zheng wants to see you."
Her crying immediately weakened and then abruptly stopped.
"Zheng... Teacher Zheng wants to see me?"
Jian Yunong couldn't quite believe it. After the last time she had embarrassed herself to that extent, wasn't the teacher supposed to look down on her?
Deep down, she still yearned for A University.
Jian Yunong exchanged glances with Huo Jincheng, and when she noticed the upward curve of his lips, she turned her face away. A moment of distraction led to Huo Jincheng capturing her emotions and pulling her along.
Huo Jincheng was truly impressive; even Le Yi was no match for him.
Huo Jincheng traced his finger over the tears on Jian Yunong's face, gently wiping them away. "The more you struggle, the more embarrassing it is... not for me, but for you."
In the end, it would be Jian Yunong attending A University, dealing with the teachers.
Thinking about it made Jian Yunong feel a bit hopeless; it was indeed very embarrassing.
“Huo Jincheng.”
Jian Yunong spoke in a hoarse voice.
Huo Jincheng responded with a hum, turning her face towards him. Before she could say anything, he bit her lip. “Be good and listen. You don’t need to worry about anything; those matters have nothing to do with you.”
Jian Yunong looked at him. “But the people managing those matters are related to me.”
A hint of pleasure finally appeared on Huo Jincheng's face. When Jian Yunong was stubborn, she was really not likable; this was one of the rare moments she had said something nice in these days.
“Then you should just ask me.”
Huo Jincheng's fingers ran through her damp hair. During their earlier passionate encounter, Jian Yunong had cried, but her body still responded to him.
Their mental worlds might differ, but their bodies were completely in sync.
Jian Yunong stared at him. “Then I only have one question.”
Huo Jincheng smiled, his voice becoming softer. After all, he had just been satisfied, and his mood was just right. "You ask."
"Is Yi Nansheng alive or dead?"
Jian Yunong clearly saw the entire process of Huo Jincheng's expression changing; the smile almost vanished in an instant, his face darkening, clouds gathering, as if a storm was approaching.
Jian Yunong felt breathless under his gaze but still said, "You told me to ask you."
It turned out that Jian Yunong's awkwardness for such a long time was all because of Yi Nansheng. She didn't care at all about the matters between him and Bai Ru.
Huo Jincheng pushed her away, got out of the car, and walked around to the driver's seat.
The sea breeze brushed against his face, and it felt like a huge hole had been opened in his chest.
"Why won't you answer me?"
"What does his life or death have to do with you?" Huo Jincheng said expressionlessly as he started the car.
"Huo Jincheng, it's just a matter of one sentence! Why won't you answer me? Are you feeling guilty? Because you drove Yi Nansheng abroad."
Huo Jincheng sneered, "Why don't you just ask directly if I killed Yi Nansheng?"
His arrogant tone was truly grating.
Jian Yunong clenched her fists tightly. "Huo Jincheng, don't misinterpret me!"
The car sped up more and more. Jian Yunong sensed something was wrong and could only grip the armrest tightly, biting her lip in silence.
Finally, Jian Yunong couldn't hold back anymore as she saw the needle on the dashboard spike to a terrifying number!
"Stop the car! Huo Jincheng, if you want to die, I don't!"
"Huo Jincheng! You need to stop the car!"
"Huo Jincheng!"
Jian Yunong screamed in fear.
Huo Jincheng finally slowed down the car.
Jian Yunong was drenched in cold sweat from fear, while Huo Jincheng remained casually amused. "Why would I let you die? If you die, wouldn't that just mean you go find Yi Nansheng?"
The expression on Jian Yunong's face changed as if she had been struck by something.
"Yi Nansheng is dead?"
"Dead."
Huo Jincheng's emotionless voice was almost cruel. "Try shedding a tear if you dare."
Jian Yunong stared blankly, not shedding any tears, but her expression made Huo Jincheng feel it would have been better if she had cried.
Jian Yunong glared at Huo Jincheng. "Are you lying to me? Huo Jincheng, don't joke about things like this. You know that Yi Nansheng and I are no longer that kind of relationship, but he is a friend to me. He has been my only friend for so many years. I may not contact him, but I absolutely do not wish for anything bad to happen to him. I hope he can live well. As long as someone is alive, there is hope."
Huo Jincheng turned his face away in silence and started the car.
The car drove into the garage, and Huo Jincheng got out first. Jian Yunong immediately followed and grabbed his hand. "Huo Jincheng!"
Is it that difficult to give her an answer?
Huo Jincheng looked at her anxious face. "I can't give you the answer you want; Yi Nansheng is already dead. He has been gone for almost half a year."
Jian Yunong's hand instantly fell from his grasp.
A corner of Huo Jincheng's heart felt empty.
"How did he die?"
"In an air crash."
"How is that possible?"
Jian Yunong frowned, "Isn't it said that airplanes are the safest mode of transportation?"
Huo Jincheng walked past Jian Yunong, went upstairs, then came back down, only to find Jian Yunong still standing there, as if turned into a statue, her eyes becoming vacant.
"Yi Nansheng is dead, and you're so upset?"
Huo Jincheng couldn't help but mock, "In this world, I shouldn't even exist. If it weren't for me, you and Yi Nansheng would probably have been married and had children by now, and you would already be pursuing your graduate studies in history."
Jian Yunong's eyes flickered slightly, "What did you say?"
Huo Jincheng didn't want to stay there watching Jian Yunong grieve for Yi Nansheng. He got into the car and started the engine.
Jian Yunong turned to Huo Jincheng and called out to him, "I'm sorry, I might not be able to meet Teacher Zheng tomorrow. Could you please help me cancel it?"
"Do whatever you want. A University—whether you want to attend or not is up to you; I won't interfere with your matters anymore."
Reversing the car, Huo Jincheng drove away from Jian Yunong's sight.
Jian Yunong felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on her heart.
"Aunt."
She called Mist Shenshen, "Can you help me find out about Yi Nansheng's... grave?"
After five seconds of silence, Mist Shenshen's voice cautiously emerged, "You found out? Who told you?"
Jian Yunong's heart sank. "Aunt, so you knew about this all along! You all have been keeping it from me, haven't you?"
Jian Yunong suddenly felt an unusual rage, her whole body trembling as a chill enveloped her. It was as if she were drowning in icy seawater, struggling to breathe. "Uncle-in-law has been hiding it from me too! You all are involved in Yi Nansheng's matters that have nothing to do with me! You are all my family, yet you are deceiving me!"
Jian Yunong hung up the phone abruptly.
...
Half an hour later, a pale Jian Yunong found Le Yi.
She was soothing a child.
That child must be Yi Nansheng's, right?
Le Yi's expression was so loving, devoid of any sharpness, as if her face radiated light.
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