After being hit with Voice Control, Ye Chen’s voice was very loud.
Even from here, they could hear Ye Chen’s last sentence.
Yun Mengxi was beside Bai Jinghong watching. Hearing Ye Chen shout that line, she almost threw up.
Truly a pervert, the absolute definition of one.
“Jinghong, I… I’m going to cook!”
Yun Mengxi really didn’t want to be disgusted any further and quickly ran off.
Bai Jinghong was still watching, because he saw that older woman lunge at Ye Chen.
She was tearing at Ye Chen.
“Hahahaha!” Bai Jinghong laughed with great delight.
Ye Chen was probably still bewildered right now.
In reality, Ye Chen was indeed on the verge of a breakdown.
He had just inexplicably started shouting wildly. That old hag was also relentless, insisting he had propositioned her.
Propositioned her, his ass! She looked like burnt charcoal—only a lunatic would proposition her.
But explaining was useless. She scratched his neck raw, and he absolutely couldn’t fight back, terrified he might accidentally kill her.
He could only run away, simmering with humiliation and anger.
…
For dinner, Yun Mengxi similarly prepared a great many dishes.
Steak, pasta, home-style cooking—everything one could want.
But one very important element was missing—alcohol!
Perhaps because of the last incident, Yun Mengxi truly didn’t dare drink anymore.
“Jinghong, no alcohol today. I ground some coffee for you!”
Yun Mengxi was a little shy.
“It’s fine. Drinking or not isn’t what matters. What matters is who you’re dining with.”
“Eating with you, even if it’s just instant noodles without a sausage, I’d love it.”
Yun Mengxi revealed a beautiful smile. “It’s not that exaggerated.”
Bai Jinghong put on a serious expression. “I’m really not exaggerating. I’m being realistic.”
This dinner, though without alcohol, was still enjoyed very happily.
After they finished eating, they chatted for a while longer. Bai Jinghong then made a show of standing up.
“Oh my, it’s getting late. I should be heading back.”
“Mengxi, get some rest early. Oh, and make sure the doors and windows are closed properly.”
Bai Jinghong’s deliberate reminder was actually aimed at stirring the fear deep in Yun Mengxi’s heart.
Sure enough, Yun Mengxi shuddered and subconsciously glanced towards the window.
“Jinghong… could… could you…”
Yun Mengxi truly found it hard to voice the words.
For her to proactively ask a man to stay the night was genuinely something she didn’t know how to articulate appropriately.
“What is it?” Bai Jinghong asked intentionally.
“Nothing…” Yun Mengxi bit her lip, still unable to say it.
She watched Bai Jinghong walk to the door, on the verge of putting on his shoes, yet she still didn’t speak.
But inside, she was starting to feel anxious.
Bai Jinghong realized this too.
It couldn’t be helped; it was just Yun Mengxi’s personality.
So, Bai Jinghong found an out for both of them.
He clutched his head and suddenly swayed a couple of times, as if dizzy and unsteady.
Suddenly, he grabbed the shoe cabinet for support.
Seeing this, Yun Mengxi was startled and quickly ran over to support Bai Jinghong.
“What’s wrong?”
Bai Jinghong’s acting was decent. He immediately furrowed his brow tightly. “I don’t know. Suddenly very dizzy, headache, feel completely drained.”
“Ah? But you didn’t drink tonight either!” Seeing that Bai Jinghong seemed truly unwell, Yun Mengxi quickly took his hand and draped his arm over her shoulder.
She then wrapped her arm around his waist, trying to steady him.
“It’s not the alcohol. I have a bit of hypoglycemia. Mengxi, could you help me to the guest room so I can rest a bit?”
Yun Mengxi was more than eager. Now she didn’t need to bring it up herself.
“Okay, slow down, take it slow!”
Step by step, Yun Mengxi supported Bai Jinghong into the guest room.
Once inside the guest room, she laid Bai Jinghong on the bed.
Grabbing a pillow, she propped it up for him.
“How are you feeling? Any better?”
Yun Mengxi asked softly, even placing her hand on Bai Jinghong’s forehead to check, afraid he might have a fever.
Bai Jinghong was perfectly fine; he was just faking it now.
“Mengxi, could you massage my temples? I have a bit of a headache.”
Without a second thought, Yun Mengxi agreed. She leaned over, placing both hands on his temples, gently rubbing them.
Yun Mengxi was leaning forward, and Bai Jinghong was directly facing her neckline.
Looking into the collar, he could see cleavage and a dazzling expanse of tender white.
In terms of size, Yun Mengxi wasn’t the largest among the women with whom he’d had ambiguous encounters.
But she possessed a unique charm.
“Jinghong, how is it feeling now?”
Yun Mengxi pulled back slightly, looking at Bai Jinghong.
As she looked, she suddenly realized Bai Jinghong was staring dumbly at her chest.
She couldn’t help but feel shy and inwardly spat: You bad guy, I’m worried about you, and instead you’re taking liberties.
Thinking this, she quickly withdrew her hands and covered her neckline.
The moment she covered it, Bai Jinghong started moaning “Ah, ah” about his headache again.
This scared Yun Mengxi.
“Jinghong, what’s happening now?”
Bai Jinghong clutched his head, speaking with feigned seriousness: “Just now I was deliberately diverting my attention, giving myself psychological anesthesia!”
“But now, there’s really nowhere left to divert my attention, so I can’t perform psychological anesthesia. That’s why I feel so dizzy, my head hurts so much!”
Only a fool would believe such words.
Yun Mengxi blushed, understanding exactly what he meant by that.
But she couldn’t possibly unbutton her clothes to let him look, to allow him to perform his anesthesia, right?
“Jinghong, I’ll go get some hot water!”
Finishing her sentence, her face burning, she lowered her head and hurried away.
She didn’t go to get hot water immediately. Instead, she sat on the sofa for a moment to calm her emotions.
Alone all these years, her heart had long been as calm as stagnant water, not easily stirred by any man.
But now with Bai Jinghong, it seemed every moment brought ripples, even threatening to become waves.
Her heart could no longer remain calm; instead, it surged restlessly.
Her face flushed again and again, shyness accumulating in her heart. Her mind was growing increasingly chaotic, her heartbeat escalating.
Yet that breathless, heart-pounding sensation, unexpectedly, made her somewhat infatuated and yearning.
If it were lost, she felt she would actually miss it.
She felt her psychological defenses were truly on the verge of collapse.
Lost in thought for a long time, she finally got up to fetch the hot water and a towel.
She returned to the guest room.
But she found Bai Jinghong had already closed his eyes, seemingly asleep.
She paused briefly, then wrung out the towel and gently placed it on Bai Jinghong’s forehead.
Then she went out again, brought a thermos, and poured out some warm water, leaving it by the bedside.
She drew the curtains and dimmed the desk lamp.
After finishing everything, she sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Bai Jinghong for a long while.
If it were anyone else, Yun Mengxi would absolutely never do such things.
But Bai Jinghong was different.
She had already had a physical relationship with Bai Jinghong. That kind of encounter certainly couldn’t be treated as if it never happened, nor could it be taken lightly.
Especially for a woman with very traditional values like her, that kind of thing held significant weight in her heart.
In her heart, Bai Jinghong had long since become special.
Seeing him brought inexplicable excitement and joy; not seeing him left a hollow emptiness inside.
Perhaps this was also a kind of…
After watching for a long time, Yun Mengxi removed the towel, then reached out to tuck the blanket around Bai Jinghong before finally leaving the room.
The moment she left, Bai Jinghong’s eyes opened again.
Naturally, he had been pretending to sleep.
He had to admit, Yun Mengxi treating him this way did touch Bai Jinghong somewhat.
“I hope that when you learn the truth someday, you won’t blame me. Of course, blaming me would be useless anyway—once you board my pirate ship, all you’ll want is to stay.”
After muttering to himself, Bai Jinghong sent a message to Ah Kun.
“Have the bikers move out. Just circle the villa, no other actions!”
…
In Yun Mengxi’s bedroom.
Yun Mengxi gently rubbed her long, elegant, fair neck, changed into a comfortable silk nightgown, and lay down on the bed.
She had thought that today’s fatigue would allow her to fall asleep quickly.
But Bai Jinghong’s image lingered in her mind, impossible to dismiss.
While her thoughts wandered randomly, suddenly, the roar of motorcycles came from outside the villa again.
More people were hollering “Whoop-whoop!”
Hearing this, Yun Mengxi’s heart clenched in fear.
After the last time, she was truly somewhat terrified, instinctively curling up hastily, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket.
She had expected it to pass quickly, but the vehicles outside were circling again.
Yun Mengxi trembled all over, terrified that in the next second, glass would shatter again.
In her heart, towering rage was brewing.
Ye Chen, it absolutely had to be that damned bastard.
He came to peep at dusk today and was chased off by her. Now he was using this method to intimidate her.
But rage aside, she didn’t know what to do. It seemed she was about to fall back into the loneliness and fear of that night.
But at that moment, a sudden thought flashed through her mind: Bai Jinghong was here.
Like a lost traveler finding the way to survival, she gathered her courage, got out of bed, and dashed directly downstairs.
Reaching the ground floor, she didn’t dare pause. She rushed into the guest room and slipped directly under Bai Jinghong’s blanket, holding him tightly.
