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Qiao Nuo's mind raced as she wondered who dared to speak so boldly in front of her.
Was it Jin Chengyan?
“No... you’re not Jin Chengyan...” Qiao Nuo pushed him away, tears glistening on her cheeks. “Jin Chengyan should be with Ruan Shengyu now... His heart only belongs to Ruan Shengyu... Even if he married me... it was because...”
She leaned against the wall for support, feeling unsteady. There was a warmer embrace right in front of her, yet she rejected it.
Because she felt that this person was not Jin Chengyan.
If Jin Chengyan saw her with another man, he would surely be upset...
“Um... the reason I married Jin Chengyan... I can’t tell you...” Qiao Nuo pointed weakly at him with her little finger.
Leaning against the doorframe, she pressed the code on the keypad. “Oh no... I forgot the password... What was it? 900117?” As she spoke, the password door opened. “So clever... It seems all I need to remember is Ruan Shengyu's birthday to unlock my husband's house…”
How bittersweet those words were, Qiao Nuo knew deep down.
Originally, she didn’t understand the significance of this password; she had simply overheard some colleagues discussing celebrities' birthdays and noted Ruan Shengyu's down.
It turned out to be the digits for their home’s code.
Seeing the car parked not far away drive off, Jin Chengyan had no intention of lingering outside and followed Qiao Nuo inside.
To her surprise, that person came in with her!
She immediately went on guard!
“You need to leave! My husband will be back... he will be back!” He wouldn’t stay with Ruan Shengyu!
“Qiao Nuo, look closely, it’s me, Jin Chengyan!” Jin Chengyan grasped Qiao Nuo’s wrist. Since he returned, he had been listening to her rambling nonsense.
At first, he was indeed angry; she had been with Yan Beiting. How could she dare to walk away with Yan Beiting? Who knew what that man might do?
Qiao Nuo truly had no ulterior motives as she followed him!
Moreover, she was unaware of how captivating she appeared in that moment.
However, upon hearing her words, Jin Chengyan felt as if something had struck him hard in the chest.
They say that alcohol reveals the truth, and he knew that what Qiao Nuo said was genuine.
Yet, he found himself reluctant to fully believe her words. He would rather think that Qiao Nuo had never truly cared for him than to see her in pain, which made his own heart ache.
"Is it really you, Jin Chengyan?" Qiao Nuo asked, a hint of disbelief in her voice as she leaned closer to scrutinize him.
Hmm, it really was him.
But upon realizing that this person was indeed Jin Chengyan, Qiao Nuo felt even sadder. Why was that?
She leaned against Jin Chengyan's chest, feeling that only by getting drunk could she be so unabashedly close to him.
"Jin Chengyan... A Yan..." Her tears soaked his shirt.
She felt so fragile, her back exposed to the cold air. When he placed his hand on her back, it felt icy against his warm skin.
"A Yan..." Qiao Nuo didn’t know what to say, but just holding onto him made her heart feel much more at ease.
He hadn’t gone to Ruan Shengyu; he hadn’t broken his promise.
"Alright, let’s go inside. It’s too cold for you to be dressed like this," Jin Chengyan said. Although he couldn’t resist Qiao Nuo’s insistence, he knew they should head back indoors first.
She complied with his suggestion and allowed him to carry her inside. The room was already warmed by the air conditioning. Jin Chengyan set Qiao Nuo down on the sofa and adjusted the temperature in the living room to be much more comfortable.
"A Yan..." Qiao Nuo called out to him as he headed toward the kitchen. In her drunken state, she felt so vulnerable; she thought he might leave, and there was a slight tremor in her voice as if she might cry.
Jin Chengyan had no choice but to return to Qiao Nuo's side. As she held his hand, her sobs gradually subsided.
"Don't go, stay with me," Qiao Nuo said, burying her head in Jin Chengyan's embrace. She disliked the coldness of his jacket, and the lingering scent of Ruan Shengyu on it made her uncomfortable, so she decided to take it off him.
At first, Jin Chengyan resisted a bit. Was this woman really trying to take advantage of him just because she was drunk?
However, when he realized she only wanted to remove his jacket, he relented and allowed her to do so.
Feeling somewhat helpless under her insistence, Jin Chengyan leaned back against the sofa, letting Qiao Nuo rest on him like a small animal.
"A Yan… just these four years… can you stay by my side? After four years, I won’t care who you’re with… right now, you’re mine alone, okay?" Her small hand clutched at Jin Chengyan's chest.
Jin Chengyan remained silent. He couldn’t promise another person something he might not be able to fulfill; if he knew he couldn't keep that promise, he shouldn't have offered it in the first place.
Not receiving the answer she longed for, Qiao Nuo continued to scratch at Jin Chengyan's chest, pouting and acting spoiled. She just wanted to hear him say those words.
To say that they would be together for these four years; even if it was just a pretense of being with her, she would be willing.
But there was nothing. Jin Chengyan wouldn’t even say such things to her.
"Not four years… one year is fine… or even just a month…" She craved that pure love—two people passionately loving each other, and then she could cherish it for a lifetime.
The taste of love she had never experienced with Shen Fengye was something she knew she could feel with Jin Chengyan.
She understood even more that in the future, she wouldn’t feel that way with anyone else.
So even a month would be enough for her.
Jin Chengyan slightly closed his eyes, feeling Qiao Nuo's snow-like skin beneath his hand.
He admitted that being with Qiao Nuo brought him endless joy—a physical pleasure that felt entirely different from what he had experienced with Ruan Shengyu.
Hearing her humble words, he felt a pang of sympathy for her.
But it was just sympathy.
Oh, girl, never invest too much in a man; otherwise, he won't cherish you.
“Qiao Nuo, you’re drunk.”
Drunk, indeed. Qiao Nuo was completely intoxicated.
“Hehe…” She let out a soft laugh. Fine, if Jin Chengyan wanted to brush her off this way, she could only respond with this awkward smile.
Her hands rested on his chest as she unbuttoned his shirt one by one. Her delicate fingers touched his heated skin, and she could feel his breath growing noticeably heavier.
She truly hated this version of herself, having to resort to such means to keep him close. That pure place in his heart would always belong to Ruan Shengyu.
Of course, just a phone call or a text from that person would send him running away completely.
Qiao Nuo lost track of how far they had gone—had he placed her on him and torn off the dress that Ji Nuan Yang had given her?
Then, his message arrived. He caught a glimpse of the sender's name on his phone and cast aside all passion. He pushed Qiao Nuo away and quickly put on his clothes, glancing at her, who was now bare before him.
“I have something urgent to attend to; I’m leaving,” he said as he picked up his suit jacket from the floor and left without looking back.
In the vast room, only Qiao Nuo remained.
The bright lights illuminated her, exposing every inch of her under the harsh glow without any concealment.
Qiao Nuo sobered up; the dream shattered, and she smiled.
Wrapping her arms around herself, she rose from the sofa and slowly walked toward her room.
The floor-to-ceiling window reflected the figure of a woman with an alluring physique, her hair cascading down her back. That lonely silhouette, which should have been immersed in joy, now walked despairingly towards the room.
On the ground, a drop or two of water fell.
Oh, it wasn't water; it was Qiao Nuo's tears.
*
"Why did you leave early? Don't you know there are paparazzi following me?" The accusatory tone reached Yan Beiting's ears through the phone.
He leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, not responding to Ruan Shengyu's words.
"I'm still at Ding Sheng. You better come pick me up quickly."
"Home." Yan Beiting instructed the driver and then spoke to the person on the other end of the line, "I'm not Jin Chengyan, so don't try to boss me around."
There was an immediate silence from the other side.
"Yan Beiting, why are you so cold to me? Is it wrong to like you?" Ruan Shengyu shouted in desperation.
Yan Beiting frowned. "Liking me isn't wrong, but if you try to sow discord between me and A Yan, that is absolutely unforgivable. I've been lenient with you until now, not because you're a woman, but because you're someone A Yan cares about. Although I really don't understand why he still holds onto you after all these years! If you have any conscience left, stop tormenting him."
With that, Yan Beiting hung up and tossed the phone onto the seat.
What he couldn't suppress was the anger that had nowhere to go.
As soon as he closed his eyes, memories of that incident six years ago flooded back like a nightmare, haunting him.
*
Jin Chengyan drove the car that had been parked at Jin Mansion for some time. He rarely drove this vehicle, so he felt somewhat unfamiliar with it.
He never expected that in the middle of the night, a group of street racers would suddenly burst onto the road. As someone who had dabbled in racing himself, he thought he could handle it without any issues; he just needed to let them pass.
But at that moment, his phone rang. The two calls he had missed earlier flashed across the screen again, showing "Ruan Shengyu." Ultimately, he reached over to the passenger seat to grab his phone.
It was at that precise moment that the racers appeared.
By the time Jin Chengyan noticed them, it was already too late.
He could only swerve the steering wheel to the right.
“Bang—” The car crashed into the guardrail.
The sounds of screeching brakes, police sirens, and ringing filled Jin Chengyan's ears.
“A Yan, A Yan! Come save me… I’m scared!” The familiar voice reached his ears.
He reached out, trying to grasp something, and then everything went black.
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