novelraw Chapter 1369 - 268: Irresistible—Bargaining with a Wolf (Second Update)
Chapter 1369 - 268: Irresistible—Bargaining with a Wolf (Second Update)
Yun Ya carried the bowl of medicine in and personally fed it to the old master. After drinking the medicine, the old master held Yun Ya’s hand and talked for a while before quickly falling asleep. She tucked in the corner of the quilt and checked the windows of the room, then the two left.
Walking hand in hand under the moonlight, the silvery-white moonlight made Yun Ya’s face even more radiant. She shook Yan Song’s hand and asked, "What are you thinking about, Brother Yan?"
Yan Song glanced at her sideways, his burning gaze making Yun Ya’s heart feel hot and her cheeks blush. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I’m thinking about how my wife can be so beautiful."
Yun Ya glared at him, her eyes enchanting and soft, "So cheesy..."
Yan Song’s throat bobbed, suddenly he grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up. Yun Ya yelped, glancing around, "What are you doing?"
"I’m holding my own wife. Who cares?" After speaking, he kissed Yun Ya’s forehead and quickly walked away.
Yun Ya leaned against his chest, a sweet smile curling at her lips, forgetting what she originally wanted to ask.
Behind the bare branches appeared a tall figure, watching the receding figures with a wanton gaze, their lips curling with a mischievous smirk.
"What a loving couple." Pei Xinyi walked over slowly, her voice soft and smiling.
The man glanced at her sideways, "Isn’t Sister-in-law supposed to be with Brother Four? What are you doing here?"
Pei Xinyi twirled the hair by her temples and sighed, "You know, yet you ask me. Where did the knowledgeable and witty Seventh Master Yan go?"
The man chuckled softly twice, suddenly pushing Pei Xinyi against the wall, pressing against her, his hot breath on her ear easily arousing hidden desires.
"Whose affection? Whose humor, hmm?" The lingering ending note was seductive, full of allure.
Pei Xinyi’s gaze momentarily sank, but she quickly recovered, laughing charmingly, "Who doesn’t know of Seventh Master Yan’s romantic reputation, always most caring towards women. Once they’re in your bed, they can never leave you..."
As she spoke, Pei Xinyi’s fingers gradually wandered over his chest. Yan Nangui suddenly grasped her hand, smiling with curled lips, "You’re playing with fire."
Pei Xinyi replied with a cheerful smile, "Don’t you like it?"
Yan Nangui, lacking interest, withdrew his hand, leisurely straightening his collar, his handsome profile possessing a breathtaking indifference, "I think I should have reminded you before, if you want to hear it again, I don’t mind wasting time saying it once more."
Pei Xinyi bit her lower lip, her face a bit pale.
In the eyes of the man, she was forever just a plaything. Why did she have this fate...
"Oh, women, always love what’s in the bowl while eyeing what’s in the pot. Be careful or you’ll end up empty-handed. Brother Four treats you well, doesn’t he? What are you still thinking about? Proving your exceptional charm?"
Yan Nangui’s words hit Pei Xinyi’s sore spot, causing her to lean against the wall, her face void of color.
Yan Nangui let out a cold laugh, turning to leave.
"Do you dare say you’re not interested in her?" Pei Xinyi suddenly spoke.
Yan Nangui paused his steps, "So what?" The night air was deep, and the voice seemed to come from far away, momentarily hard to discern.
"So, I will help you. In this household, we are allies on the same boat."
"Ha..." Yan Nangui’s laughter was openly mocking, "Do you qualify?" With that, he left without looking back.
Pei Xinyi watched as the man’s figure disappeared around the corner, feeling as though her entire strength had been drained, her legs weakening.
Yan Nangui was like a wolf, yet she had no choice but to seek fur with a wolf. Sometimes, she would be drawn to such a Yan Nangui, but this man was heartless, even if she stood naked before him, he wouldn’t spare a glance, as if she was no different from the cabbages by the roadside in his eyes.
It was almost laughable, the infamous Seventh Master Yan, whose romantic reputation in the Capital City made others fear him, was indifferent to a beauty voluntarily coming to his door. If she hadn’t experienced it personally, she might have believed those rumors outside.
The closer one got to this man, the more mysterious he became, making it impossible to resist.
After smoothing out her wrinkled dress, Pei Xinyi slowly walked back. Yan Nanrong was already asleep. As soon as she lay down, he woke up, gave her a cold look, put on his coat, and went out the door.
Pei Xinyi’s eyes dimmed slightly, lying down with her clothes on.
Lu Yuke returned to her room, and Aunt Cui brought in a basin of hot water for her to soak her feet. Lu Yuke had a habit of soaking her feet every night before bed, a practice she had maintained for many years. The water was very hot, bubbling with steam, yet Lu Yuke without thought put her feet in, her expression unchanged.