BW TFHIBB 45

Chapter 45: Proof

Hua Mian: “Hmm? Not bad. Don’t you think she’s kind of interesting?”

Yu Jin wrapped his arms around Hua Mian’s waist and whispered in her ear, “You’re not angry?”

“Angry about what?” Hua Mian asked, a little puzzled, her ears tingling from his breath.

Yu Jin lowered his long lashes and pressed his lips together without answering.

Hua Mian didn’t think much of it. Over the next two days, Yu Jin hardly spoke.

Ruan Tian, however, continued to cling to him as usual.

Hua Mian felt that Yu Jin might be annoyed by her, because he would occasionally respond to Ruan Tian, though his replies clearly lacked interest.

Ruan Tian: “There must be a lot of delicious food in the capital, right?”
Yu Jin: “Mm.”
Ruan Tian: “Do you work at the research institute?”
Yu Jin: “Yes.”
Ruan Tian: “Why don’t you ask me how I know?”
Yu Jin: “I don’t want to know.”
Ruan Tian: “You…”

Hua Mian saw Ruan Tian’s face flush red and, trying not to laugh, intervened, “Miss Ruan, would you like some water?”

“No.”

Yu Jin looked at Hua Mian in bewilderment. She tilted her head slightly in question: What’s wrong?

But he only pursed his lips and turned away, looking as if he were angry.

Hua Mian was completely baffled.

Was he really angry just because she didn’t ask him first?

“Mr. Yu, wait for me!” Ruan Tian hurried after him.

Hua Mian clicked her tongue. Scenes like this had been happening a lot lately.

Ruan Tian was practically unstoppable; no matter how many times she failed to get close to Yu Jin, she always tried again, like an indestructible little cockroach.

Hua Mian often thought that with that kind of persistence, Ruan Tian could succeed at anything—whereas she herself wouldn’t bother trying twice.

Yu Jin’s expression was cold: “Stay away from me. I’ve already paid back the money I borrowed from you, with interest.”

Ruan Tian froze, stunned by his blunt words.

She hadn’t expected the gentle and elegant Yu Jin from her memories to speak to her like that. Didn’t he know it would hurt her?

“Why are you saying that to me?”

Yu Jin avoided Ruan Tian’s hand as she grabbed his sleeve, his expression even colder.

“I already have a female. Stay away from me.”

Ruan Tian couldn’t believe it. “Just because of her, you say this to me?”

Yu Jin frowned, wondering if this female was out of her mind.

Who did she think she was, to compare herself to Hua Mian?

Even Ruan Tian, despite her foolishness, understood his meaning.

After a few days of frustration, her anger got the better of her: “She treats you like that! And you’re still so good to her? Just because she’s your female?”

Yu Jin didn’t know what she had figured out, but he was annoyed by her constant pestering, like a fly he couldn’t swat away.

“Yes.”

“You don’t even love her!” Ruan Tian shouted.

“Shut up!”

Hua Mian had just reached the door when she overheard this explosive exchange. Curious, she was about to hide and keep listening—only to catch Yu Jin’s startled gaze.

Ah, she’d been caught. No more eavesdropping; what a pity.

Ruan Tian glared at her angrily.

Hua Mian hesitated whether to greet them, but finally lowered her hand.

Ruan Tian didn’t seem inclined to acknowledge her anyway.

So Hua Mian stepped back slightly, worried their argument might escalate and affect her, the innocent bystander.

In Yu Jin’s eyes, however, Hua Mian had overheard Ruan Tian claim he didn’t love her, and her heart sank. Embarrassed, she took a step back, feeling wronged.

“Miss Ruan, if you have nothing to do, stay in your room. Don’t come out spouting nonsense.”

Watching Yu Jin stride away, Ruan Tian’s eyes reddened with fury.

Why hadn’t Hua Mian died yet?!

Yu Jin hurried into Hua Mian’s room, closed the door, and knelt carefully by her legs.

“Madam, don’t listen to what she says,” Yu Jin’s ears flushed. “I don’t not love you.”

He reached out with his fingertips to brush against hers.

Hua Mian, sitting on the sofa, found his flushed ears amusing.

“‘Don’t not love me’? What does that mean?” she teased, using her cool fingers to rub his reddened earlobe.

Yu Jin’s calm expression nearly cracked.

“Hm? Explain.”

“It… means I love you.”

Yu Jin’s eyelids lowered slightly, unaware of the teasing glint in her eyes.

“How will you prove it?” Hua Mian thought of how he had leaned close to whisper in her ear, and deliberately approached his ear, breathing softly.

Yu Jin shivered, lifted his head, and held Hua Mian’s hand, drawing her closer to his face.

“How would you like me to prove it, Madam?”

Hua Mian’s delicate fingers rested against the side of his face, ready to say something—but he took her fingertip into his mouth.

The warm, wet sensation made her blink in surprise.

“I love you so much, Madam, I’m afraid it might melt if I don’t hold it in my mouth,” Yu Jin murmured, his voice low and teasingly ambiguous.

Hua Mian was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

His large hands rested on her slender waist.

The next moment, Yu Jin scooped her up with one arm.

As he moved, her long, pale legs fluttered beneath the hem of her skirt.

“Shall I let you feel how much I love you, Madam?”

“No,” Hua Mian deliberately contradicted him.

She was a proud succubus—there was no way a man could manipulate her!

“Then how would Madam like me to do it?”

Yu Jin gently pressed her onto the soft silk bedding, his voice low, husky, and seductive.

“You do as I say, understand?”

His gaze was calm and tender, studying her for a few seconds. Seeing the eagerness in her eyes, a smile of indulgence curved his lips.

“Alright, I’ll do as you say.”

Hua Mian removed her hairband and tied Yu Jin’s wrists, straddling his lean waist. Her slightly cool skin met his warmth, making her twist instinctively.

Yu Jin’s pupils darkened, and he silently drew in a sharp breath.

“Don’t move, got it?”

“Okay.” Yu Jin’s voice was deep and hoarse, his gaze locked on her.

Hua Mian felt like a piece of meat under a dog’s stare—the intensity of his eyes left her speechless.

Biting her lip, she covered his eyes with her hand and then lowered her head, deliberately brushing her lips and teeth against the red mole on his throat.

“You little thing, having such a red mole—is it meant to tempt me?” Hua Mian teased, mimicking a rakish line from a drama.

“Has Madam been tempted?” Yu Jin played along, tilting his head to expose his handsome, moving Adam’s apple.

“As you wish,” Hua Mian replied with a smile.

…

By morning, the silk sheets were in disarray, her new hairband torn and tossed aside on the bed.

Yu Jin lowered his gaze slightly, seeing her long, curled lashes and pouty red lips.

Her exposed shoulder bore faint, varying red marks. His eyes were full of tenderness and satisfaction. He gently pulled the blanket up to cover her skin.

Last night had truly exhausted her.

Yu Jin pressed a loving kiss to the corner of Hua Mian’s flushed, seductive eye.