The terrifying scene that Jian Yunong had imagined did not occur.
Time stood by the bed, looking at Jian Yunong, whose face was covered in tears.
"Why are you crying?"
He seemed to not understand why Jian Yunong was shedding tears.
Jian Yunong trembled all over, the warm fear flowed continuously from her eyes, and she could not control her emotions; the terror erupted like a volcano.
It was stronger than any moment she had experienced with Huo Jincheng.
"Because I don't like you."
Jian Yunong said softly through her tears, the pain tearing at her from deep within her throat.
"Does it matter?" Time leaned slightly forward.
Jian Yunong felt a chill at the corners of her eyes.
Time's hand brushed across her eyes, as if he were observing her tears; such a thing was quite rare for him.
Jian Yunong choked, "No... no... it doesn't matter."
Now she was the fish on the chopping block, and he was the knife; her thoughts were of no importance to him at all.
Yet she was still very sad.
"Then why do you care whether I cry or not!" The more Jian Yunong thought about it, the sadder she became, her tears flowing like beads from a broken string. "My thoughts are of no importance to you."
Time watched her, observing the transparent liquid trickling down her cheeks and gathering into small streams on her jawline.
"I don't like seeing you cry."
"I can't control it."
Jian Yunong lowered her head. "If you touch me... I might not just cry; I might have a physiological reaction... I might even throw up."
Another silence fell.
With tear-filled eyes, Jian Yunong looked at the man, who stood there motionless, like a piece of furniture in the room.
"You don't believe me?"
Jian Yunong felt that he wasn't so easily convinced either. "Then you can try."
"Jian Yunong."
Time's voice was slightly heavier. "You're sleeping here tonight."
Is there no escaping this?
Jian Yunong instinctively took two steps back.
Time then turned around and left the room.
He left?
Jian Yunong couldn't believe it and fell directly onto the carpet.
She definitely wouldn't dare to sleep in the bed.
After worrying all night, Jian Yunong didn't manage to get a good night's sleep.
The next day, she was woken up by someone.
“Miss Jian, Mr. Shi requests you to come downstairs for breakfast.”
Jian Yunong then realized that she had actually slept in the bed, but she clearly remembered sitting on the floor last night.
This must have been done by Time.
Jian Yunong instinctively checked herself.
Her clothes were fine, and her body felt normal.
After a quick wash, she was asked by the maid to change into new clothes.
The new Dolce & Gabbana collection, with vibrant colors, suited Jian Yunong's fair complexion perfectly.
However, the person in the mirror showed no signs of joy, her eyes dull.
“Miss Jian, do you need makeup?”
“No need.”
Jian Yunong had no interest in pleasing him.
Because this person's thought process seemed different from that of ordinary people.
The breakfast location was changed to the rooftop.
The morning sun was warm as Time sat at the dining table, watching her every move as Jian Yunong walked over.
Jian Yunong sat down stiffly.
"The expert will arrive today."
Time suddenly spoke up.
Jian Yunong's eyes brightened.
"Thank you."
Time replied, "Why are you thanking me?"
"…"
"You don't need to thank me. This is an exchange. I want you. So I will do my best to help your aunt."
Jian Yunong would rather say thank you.
She immediately lost her appetite for breakfast.
"Mr. Shi, how much do you know about me?"
Jian Yunong felt it was really necessary to discuss this issue with him.
"You must have investigated me, so you wouldn't have missed the fact that I had serious psychological issues while studying abroad. I have difficulties with intimate relationships."
Under the facade of calmness, Jian Yunong's eyes were filled with panic. Time's gaze was intensely aggressive, and she dared not look into his eyes.
This made her words less persuasive.
But she simply didn't have the courage to meet his gaze for ten seconds.
This further confirmed for her that this person was not Little Wave.
When she was with Little Wave, she treated him like a child.
This person was like a tsunami.
"If you're looking for me... it might not be a very good experience... In fact, my husband and I went through quite a long period of unpleasantness regarding this matter."
What was she saying?
Jian Yunong really wanted to bite her own tongue; the conversation had taken a strange turn.
"Continue."
Time said from across the table.
Jian Yunong glanced at him awkwardly and then quickly averted her gaze.
She wasn't telling a story, was she!
"I just want to say, if you need someone to accompany you in bed, I am definitely not a good choice. I would give you a very poor experience. Because the body's reactions are the most honest. I might succumb to your power and say, Mr. Shi, I am willing. But we both know that I am not willing. My body knows that I am not willing. So..."
Jian Yunong slightly closed her eyes, forcing herself to finish what she was about to say, "If I do something in bed that makes you very unhappy... please don't take it out on my aunt..."
Jian Yunong's eyes began to redden again.
A sign that it was about to rain.
Time's response was, "Let's eat first."
Jian Yunong: "..."
She froze for a full ten seconds without moving her chopsticks. Time asked in confusion, "Is the breakfast not to your liking?"
Jian Yunong certainly couldn't eat.
"These are all things I usually like to eat."
Jian Yunong said honestly, "But I suddenly realized... just thinking about what is about to happen makes me so sad that I can't eat."
Because she was missing Huo Jincheng!
If she slept with this person, there would be no turning back between her and Huo Jincheng.
Of course, without Time, perhaps her marriage with Huo Jincheng wouldn't last either.
She couldn't bear children, she couldn't give Huo Jincheng a child.
Not to mention how Huo's mother would react, just thinking about how disappointed Grandma Huo, who loved her so much, would be if she knew she couldn't get pregnant was heartbreaking.
Tears streamed down her face.
Jian Yunong lowered her gaze and wiped away the tears on her cheeks. "How about we talk about something happy? I hope to hear good news about my aunt as soon as possible."
She cautiously looked at Time. "Mr. Shi, can you fulfill this small request for me?"
Time remained noncommittal, looking at Jian Yunong for a moment before slowly saying, "Of course."
After a pause, Time continued, "You should finish your breakfast first."
Eating breakfast was much easier than keeping someone company while they slept!
Jian Yunong lowered her head and drank the soybean milk.
The bitterness inside her heart was something only she knew.
"This is nice."
Time signaled the maid to bring the items he liked to Jian Yunong's side.
"Thank you."
Jian Yunong anxiously bit her lip and then struggled to eat bite by bite.
"This one."
The maid brought another plate.
Jian Yunong had no choice but to continue eating.
In the end, Jian Yunong held her painfully full stomach and expressed that her stomach hurt.
The maid brought a doctor, who after a simple examination prescribed stomach medicine for Jian Yunong.
Jian Yunong had overeaten.
At Time's suggestion... she was forced to eat a lot.
"I thought you weren't full."
There was a hint of disbelief in Time's voice.
Jian Yunong wanted to cry but couldn't, holding her stomach and saying, "I was already full..."
She didn't dare refuse Time; she had already turned him down once, and who knew if it would suddenly upset this mysterious figure.
For the next day, Jian Yunong did not see Time again.
But Jian Yunong knew that he would definitely come back at night.
Sure enough, at ten o'clock in the evening, Time returned.
Jian Yunong was still forced to take a shower and change clothes, then waited for him in the bedroom.
Hearing footsteps behind her, Jian Yunong tensed up, knowing it was Time; she dared not show any signs of slackness.
When his hand fell on her hair, his fingertips unintentionally brushed against the skin on the back of Jian Yunong's neck. Her stomach began to feel uneasy, tightening and releasing.
When she met Time's gaze, Jian Yunong immediately covered her lips and rushed toward the bathroom.
Accompanied by the sound of flushing, her vomiting did not stop.
Tears mixed with bile surged up.
If she hadn't been holding onto the sink, Jian Yunong might have collapsed to the floor.
As she walked out, her small face was pale and devoid of color, with only her eyes particularly red.
"It seems my psychological issues are still there."
Although Jian Yunong smiled, it looked more like crying.
She had developed a condition where she was indifferent to all men except Huo Jincheng.
"Mr. Shi, do you want to continue?"
Jian Yunong asked with a bitter smile.
Time's gaze was deep and clearly displeased, "I'm afraid you'll throw up on me."
Jian Yunong covered her lips, "That's definitely a possibility. Although I've already thrown up my dinner and lunch, there's still bile."
"…"
She successfully grossed out Time.
Jian Yunong weakly lay back on the bed.
She wasn't acting; the feeling of nausea was truly unpleasant.
In just a day or two, Jian Yunong could clearly feel herself getting thinner.
If this continued for a few more times, she estimated she would lose weight even faster.
On the third day, Jian Yunong received some good news.
Mist Shenshen's condition was relatively optimistic.
An expert who had handled similar cases had rich experience, but Mist Shenshen needed to be taken abroad.
Jian Yunong naturally chose to go along.
Time threw her a question, "Huo Jincheng is currently on a plane in the country. Do you need me to make the decision for you, or will you decide yourself?"
Jian Yunong also lost her temper.
This person, seeing her in such a state, still had the interest to keep her around; he was truly extraordinary.
Dealing with someone like him, Jian Yunong certainly had no courage or means.
At the very least, Huo Jincheng had a cleanliness obsession. When he saw her crying and suffering, he chose to step back.
In comparison, Huo Jincheng was indeed much better; he couldn't be more normal.
"You don't need to worry about it."
Jian Yunong forced a smile, "You're someone who handles big matters; don't get involved in these household issues. That's the business of the neighborhood committee ladies."
Time looked at her, "Do you still have fantasies about Huo Jincheng? As far as I know, he's a person with cleanliness issues. It's a habit of his, and it seems to extend to his feelings as well. He cares a lot about your relationship with your ex, Yi Nansheng. That's why he took action to drive Yi Nansheng away."
"I know."
Jian Yunong was afraid of Time. Although he had never appeared in her life, he really knew too much about those matters.
"Yi Nansheng died on a plane leaving the country. If it weren't for Huo Jincheng's aggressive behavior, he probably wouldn't have had to rush to meet his end."
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