Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  This time, the kiss was passionate and unlike the accidental pecks from the previous times.

  Yu Yuehan held Nian Xiaomu’s shoulders and exuded a strong sense of possessiveness as his domineering presence surrounded her.

  Nian Xiaomu’s eyes widened in alarm. She was so shocked that she did not know how to react.

  She wanted to push him away, but could not find the strength to do so and could only watch as he drew out the last bit of breath from her lungs.

  It was only when she was about to breathe her last that he finally let go of her.

  His forehead rested against hers, and she saw in his dark eyes an inexplicable flicker of light.

  Nian Xiaomu remained in a trance.

  Her mind was blank except for one thought: She did not agitate him today. Why did he suddenly kiss her again?

  As she looked up at him in confusion, it felt like what had happened earlier was only her imagination…


  When she finally caught her breath, her heart started to pound wildly.

  Nian Xiaomu wanted to ask Yu Yuehan a question, but the words wouldn’t come out of her mouth.

  After a long while, she finally managed to blurt out, “Yu, Yu Yuehan, let me tell you that you cannot just kiss a goddess as you please. If it were someone else, you would be beaten up!”


  She thought that maybe Yu Yuehan would feel guilty after hearing this or would at least explain his actions to her.

  Never did she expect for him to lower his head, turn, and plant another kiss accurately on her lips.

  His magnetic voice said, “Then beat me up.”


  Nian Xiaomu: “…!!”


  Oh my goodness!

  Are hooligans so bold and self-righteous these days?

  Before Nian Xiaomu could react, he suddenly cupped her chin and made her look at him.

  “Nian Xiaomu, I will not apologize,” he enunciated every word clearly and slowly.

  “…”


  Her body stiffened.

  As her eyes met his, she felt a stirring feeling within her that indicated that there was another meaning to his words.

  It felt like… a confession.

  Startled by her own thoughts, Nian Xiaomu got so nervous that she almost bit her tongue.

  “Yu Yuehan, you have to be clearer with what you say. If you’re like this, I will think that you like me…”


  “Yep.” It was only a one-word reply, but it was enough to make Nian Xiaomu choke on her words.

  Nian Xiaomu’s eyes widened like brass bells.

  Can someone pinch her now?

  Or perhaps tell her that she had misheard things just now.

  The iceberg had just confessed his affection for her…


  He had said that he liked her.

  Had he had too much to drink?

  Nian Xiaomu’s nerves tightened as she leaned into Yu Yuehan and took a sniff of him like a little puppy.

  The scent of wine on him was very minimal, and he looked very focused. He did not seem drunk.

  The Yu Yuehan that she was seeing tonight must be an impostor…


  After that, Nian Xiaomu was like a soulless puppet. She did not even realize how she had left the ball or how she had returned to the Yu Family villa.

  When the car stopped, she finally regained her composure.

  Not daring to make eye contact with Yu Yuehan, who was sitting next to her in the car, she clumsily got out and walked into the house.

  Her body was so stiff that she did not even realize she had lost all coordination between her hands and legs.

  In the villa, Xiao Liuliu was already fast asleep.

  It was very silent.

  Nian Xiaomu darted back to her room and suddenly sensed that there was someone following behind her.

  Turning around, she saw that Yu Yuehan had not gone upstairs, but had followed her to her room.

  Nearly jumping out of her skin, Nian Xiaomu plastered herself to the door and exclaimed in horror, “I, I haven’t said yes to you. You cannot sleep with me!”


  “…”


  With his arms crossed, Yu Yuehan looked distinguished as the light fell onto his tall and sturdy figure.

  Hearing her words, he stepped forward and propped his hand by her side.

  As his lips curled upward, he whispered, “I only wanted to wish you good night.”