The bright red room was filled with joy.
On the soft, large red bed, An Nuan was pinned down tightly underneath Ye Jinghuai.
The two gazed into each other's eyes.
The burning passion in Ye Jinghuai's eyes was unleashed unabashedly, bit by bit.
An Nuan unconsciously gripped the sheets tighter.
Teetering on the brink of resisting yet also seeming to be rendered helpless by his allure, she lingered in indecision.
Her breathing seemed to have grown heavier.
For a moment, she truly felt she couldn't breathe anymore.
All her attention was fixed on Ye Jinghuai's face, lost in those eyes that seemed to shine like black gemstones under the lamplight.
The night grew later and later.
The temperature in the room was clearly rising higher and higher.
The distance between them seemed to be shrinking more and more.
So close that with the slightest pucker of their lips, they would be pressed tightly together.
In that instant, An Nuan turned her face away.
Those perfect lips planted a deep kiss on her cheek.
Ye Jinghuai's eyes flickered.
He kissed her delicate cheek.
With a trace of rouge's fragrance that did not diminish the heart-stirring silky sensation of her tender skin that he felt.
"Ye Jinghuai, ours is a marriage of convenience," said An Nuan.
Doing her best to keep her tone steady.
"So..." Ye Jinghuai's eyes glinted.
"We don't belong to each other," An Nuan reminded him again.
"Then who do you belong to?" Ye Jinghuai asked.
Drawing back from her cheek.
Staring at her intently.
"I only belong to myself," An Nuan stated clearly.
Ye Jinghuai's eyes narrowed.
"Please let me go, Young Master Ye," An Nuan would address Ye Jinghuai formally when she was angry at him.
"What if I say no?" Ye Jinghuai raised a brow.
He was clearly fully dangerous.
If he said no...
What could she do against him?!
She couldn't overpower him or get away. What could she do?!
"After everything I did today to trick you into bed, do you really think I'll let you go?" Ye Jinghuai's scorching breath puffed against her face.
In that moment, her face already seemed flushed.
And the suppressed anger in her heart steadily rose too.
She should have known long ago that Ye Jinghuai was a womanizer for whom sleeping with any woman was commonplace.
She should have known long ago that in their marriage of convenience...emotionally only.
Physically...she had no control at all.
But really, it wasn't too big a loss.
Ye Jinghuai had given her such a grand, splendid wedding, had helped her utterly crush Gu Yansheng and the Gu family underfoot. For him to do this much for her, pledging herself to him seemed a fair trade.
She silently made herself accept it.
Accept...what was about to happen.
But in that instant, Ye Jinghuai suddenly got up off her.
The danger from before seemed to vanish completely in a split second.
An Nuan stared at him in a daze.
Watching as he simply turned and left.
As he was leaving, he said, "An Nuan...will only belong to me."
His tone was clearly still very domineering.
Not giving her any chance to retort at all.
The door was shut.
Ye Jinghuai had left.
Only after Ye Jinghuai left was An Nuan able to heave a huge sigh of relief.
She gazed up at the ceiling, somewhat dazed.
What did he mean "will only belong to me"?!
Reborn into this life, feelings meant nothing to her.
She only wanted revenge, to become strong on her own!
An Nuan lay on the huge red bridal bed for a very long time.
Until her racing heartbeat finally calmed down, until she had thought through everything clearly, before she got up to go take a shower. Then she would try to get some proper rest to recover her strength.
She went and locked the room door first before starting to take off the bridal clothes she wore.
However.
As she lowered her head to look at the magnificent bridal gown before her eyes, she had no idea how to even begin removing it.
How did she put it on in the first place?!
It was so dazzling that she clearly hadn't paid attention to these details at the time.
Now she was utterly stumped.
The clothes had no zipper, no buttons, no place at all that could be taken off. She couldn't possibly use brute force on such a valuable gown that would be priceless even as an antique if she damaged it even a little.
After struggling fruitlessly for quite some time, she gave up.
She took a deep breath and steeled herself to go find Ye Jinghuai.
She had just rejected the man, but now she had to ask him for help?!
She left the room.
With so many rooms, she followed her instincts and knocked on the door across from hers.
After knocking twice, the door opened.
Ye Jinghuai was naked...no, he had on a pair of tight boxer briefs.
But still...
An Nuan hastily turned around.
Her heart was noticeably beating faster.
She couldn't help but complain, "Ye Jinghuai, can't you put on some clothes properly?"
"I just got out of the shower."
"You don't put on clothes after a shower?"
"We're not on the same page, are we?" Ye Jinghuai seemed amused.
An Nuan took a deep breath. "Go put on some clothes."
Ye Jinghuai seemed to chuckle.
He turned and left.
Then after a while, he reappeared at the door. "Okay."
An Nuan looked back over her shoulder.
She really had to steel herself to look back.
She had even prepared herself for Ye Jinghuai to be completely naked.
In her eyes, a man like Ye Jinghuai was capable of anything.
Fortunately, he wasn't actually naked.
Ye Jinghuai now wore a light blue silk robe, loosely tied at the waist with his chest largely exposed, but it was still much better than earlier.
An Nuan didn't want to argue further with Ye Jinghuai either.
In the dead of night, who knew if he would be overcome with lust.
She got straight to the point, "I can't get my clothes off. Please help me call the stylist who dressed me and ask her to come help me."
"I don't have her number."
"Who does?"
"I don't know who does."
"You don't know who does. Who prepared everything for the wedding?"
"I did."
"Then why don't you have her number?"
"Why would I keep it?"
"Don't you need to communicate?"
"Can't we just communicate in person?"
"..." An Nuan looked at Ye Jinghuai.
"You know I only like to deal with women in person..."
"Alright." An Nuan cut him off.
If she kept arguing with Ye Jinghuai, she would go mad.
She might as well just sleep in these clothes for the night!
She turned to leave.
"I can take it off." Ye Jinghuai suddenly said.
An Nuan paused, a trace of distrust in her eyes.
"If Miss An doesn't want me to, then forget it."
Who would want to sleep trussed up like this?
"Thanks for the trouble," she said.
"Come in," Ye Jinghuai opened the door wider, seemingly inviting her.
"Can't you do it out here?" Why did they have to go in the room?!
"Unless you don't mind Uncle Yu suddenly coming up..."
An Nuan gritted her teeth and went into Ye Jinghuai's room.
Clearly it was just a guest room.
So without even asking her, Ye Jinghuai had given her his master bedroom.
