Inside and out, only the two of them remained.

Lu Ziyuan raised his hand and pulled open her collar, burying his face into her shoulder and neck, his lips holding onto the soft flesh on the side of her neck.

Kissing continuously, greedily drawing in her scent.

Amidst their intimate closeness, his long, bony fingers unhesitatingly slipped inside her clothes.

Soon, he lifted his head from her neck pit, smiling cruelly, "Does this count as overstepping the boundaries?"

"Lu Ziyuan!"

Xie Wanqing, who had remained calm for years, was driven to tears by his actions, gripping his wrist and biting her teeth to stay calm, "Don’t lose your mind, I can explain everything."

Lu Ziyuan seemed not to have heard, showing no intention of stopping.

The sensation in his palm was as smooth and warm as jade.

He almost forgot what day it was today.

In broad daylight, outside the courtyard, he pulled open her clothes...

Xie Wanqing took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her anger and grievance, "Calm down, don’t make things worse."

Worse...

Lu Ziyuan closed his eyes.

Her, Ji Chengfeng, five years.

No matter how he combined them, he couldn’t think of anything worse than the current situation.

One Pei Yuqing was not enough.

She wanted another man.

Five years.

A full five years.

They held each other, intimately connected.

If he hadn’t come, they would have spent their whole lives like this.

The lifetime he dreamed of.

"Wanwan," Lu Ziyuan laughed in grief, disbelief in his voice, "How could you do this to me."

The hand on her chest no longer moved, yet still refused to withdraw.

Xie Wanqing wanted to scold him but seeing the gray hair at his temples, her nose soured again.

It’s always like this.

Every time.

This fool can’t ever say something gentle, always making her angry every time they meet.

Words from his mouth were more poisonous each time.

Causing endless rifts between them!

Anger surged from her heart as Xie Wanqing wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down fiercely, and stood on tiptoe to bite his lips.

She didn’t have the heart to use too much force; it was more like a kiss than a bite.

After biting, she glanced at the hand inside her clothes, glaring at him, "What do you plan to do to me here?"

Not to mention that they were out in the open, but also with the weather being so cold...

If he dared to do anything to her here, no matter how much she felt heartache or remorse, she would definitely...!

Of course, Lu Ziyuan didn’t intend to do anything here.

He looked at her steadily, slowly withdrew his hand, tidied the collar for her, his fingertips slipping over her delicate neck, where there were still red marks left by him just now.

Thinking of something, he looked towards the courtyard, his lips curling coldly, "Is this the courtyard you two live in?"

Five years!

After asking, he didn’t wait for her reply, tightened his grip around her waist, and in a flash, carried her into the main house.

The room wasn’t big, separated by a screen inside and outside.

There was a low bed by the window and the wall shelves were filled to the brim.

On the desk in the corner, there was an open calligraphy scroll not yet put away.

Lu Ziyuan glanced around, not finding anything belonging to a man, continuing without pause, bypassed the screen, and placed her on the bed.

He began to examine the room.

Xie Wanqing sat up in surprise, seeing his expression, sighed helplessly, "I told you it’s not what you think."

If he could find ’evidence’ in this room of her cohabiting with Ji Chengfeng, that would be strange.

Indeed, after Lu Ziyuan circled around, he returned to stand in front of her again.

Standing by the bed, eyes downcast, fixedly looking at the girl on the bed, bursting with anger, vibrantly alive.