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Dressed in a light purple cotton floral nightgown, Lin Yaru sat dazedly on the bed, her beautiful face pale and lifeless, resembling a lifeless porcelain doll.
Hours passed, and Lin Yaru was carried to a warm, comfortable bed, yet she remained silent, neither speaking nor sleeping.
It was already late at night. Lin Junjie and his wife could no longer resist their drowsiness and went to bed exhausted, but Yan Chengjie still felt uneasy and did not want to leave just yet.
"Lin Yaru, has someone bullied you?" Yan Chengjie asked gently, staying by Lin Yaru's side.
Lin Yaru lifted her beautiful face and looked at Yan Chengjie’s encouraging expression for a while before slowly shaking her head.
"Then... is it that you... had a breakup?" Yan Chengjie pressed on, unwilling to give up.
Lin Yaru continued to shake her head slowly, expressionless.
"Lin Yaru, you're like this! After all, we are good friends. You said that friends should help each other, even if it means going through thick and thin together! But if you don’t say anything, how can I help you?"
Good friends? Those three words flowed into Lin Yaru's blank thoughts like a clear spring, piecing together a complete yet somewhat blurry image...
It was a handsome face that exuded confidence yet retained charm, with deep, inscrutable black eyes and sensual lips that always wore a hint of lazy smile, passionately kissing a beautiful woman. The intertwined image once again stirred the tears that had long been accumulating in the depths of Lin Yaru's eyes.
Why did thinking of this scene make her want to cry?! Even Lin Yaru herself couldn't understand!
"Lin Yaru, why are you crying again? What’s going on? Please, say something!"
Yan Chengjie had never felt this anxious in his life, even when he lost a business deal worth over a hundred million.
But Lin Yaru only covered her pale yet beautiful face, softly sobbing.
Seeing her like this made Yan Chengjie’s heart ache. Without thinking, he reached out and pulled her small frame onto his lap, holding her securely in his arms.
"Lin Yaru, if you don’t want to talk, that’s okay. I’ll just stay here quietly with you, alright?" Yan Chengjie gently patted her back, soothing her with soft words.
Cuddled tightly in Yan Chengjie’s warm embrace, listening to the steady and strong heartbeat from his chest and the unique, pleasant scent of him, Lin Yaru felt a lump in her throat as tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
For the first time, she didn’t struggle or resist; she quietly curled up against Yan Chengjie’s chest, allowing him to provide warmth and absorbing the unprecedented tenderness and care he offered.
"What am I supposed to do with you?! You little worrywart!" Yan Chengjie sighed deeply, pressing his face against Lin Yaru's head.
Hearing the deep sigh reverberating from Yan Chengjie’s chest, Lin Yaru felt lost…
She didn’t know what to do with herself either.
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