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Chapter 369: Sharing a Bed but Not Pillows

Chapter 369: Chapter 369: Sharing a Bed but Not Pillows

Zhu Qianying slightly shifted, moving towards one side of the sofa, trying to leave most of it for him and increasing the distance between them as much as possible.

"Alright!"

Yan Han didn’t refuse, but readily sat down on his section of the sofa.

His readiness was a little unexpected for Zhu Qianying.

Even though she was the one who said they needed to chat, she became lost in thought for a moment until Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows to look at her, gently calling out, "Ying’er?" She then snapped back to reality.

"Oh..." She licked her lips, gathered her thoughts, then started, "Young Master Yan, on Chinese New Year’s Eve, I drank a lot of wine, you know!"

Yan Han nodded, in fact, he had been waiting for this conversation for several days.

On the morning of Chinese New Year’s Day, she woke up in his arms and was startled into fleeing by his words, "What, you’ve done it and now you won’t admit it?"

For the next few days, she deliberately and subconsciously avoided him.

He believed that the longer she hid from him, the more her heart was torn, and that’s why she needed time to prepare emotionally.

However, he thought she would hide a little longer, waiting for when she returned to the M country for work or when she came back from there to talk to him.

But it turned out that her reason prevailed.

Or maybe it was the special circumstances of this evening that forced her to bring it up earlier than expected.

"I know!" Of course, Young Master Yan knew. After all, he had personally made a Long Island Iced Tea for her to drink that night.

That night, she indeed drank quite a bit. And he also admits that her behaviour that night was indeed related to the alcohol.

But who could say that one’s reaction after drinking isn’t a true reflection of one’s inner thoughts?

He actually prefers to believe that her dependence and trust in him that night were her true feelings for him.

So, after that night, he was indeed very satisfied for quite some time, and even now, he still firmly believes that her feelings for him are not as nonexistent as she said.

However, he wasn’t sure how deep these feelings were.

"Did I... did I do something strange that night?" Zhu Qianying racked her brain, recalling that she didn’t do anything out of the ordinary to Yan Han.

She merely indulged herself in a false sense of reliance with the aid of alcohol. For the proactive actions, she didn’t remember any, if she wasn’t mistaken.

"No!" Yan Han answered quickly.

What she did that night, if it were anyone else, wouldn’t be strange at all. Let alone after drinking, even in a sober state, relying on and accepting the courting of a handsome man is the most normal thing, isn’t it?

But on Zhu Qianying, it’s strange.

Zhu Qianying is always clear and efficient in her actions, she never beats around the bush, and this is particularly true when it comes to matters of the heart.

Whether it’s for him, for Xing Bailun, or even Cheng Ye, she seems to easily place herself outside of emotions.

So when he saw her being so docile and slightly weak that night, he was not only surprised, but also felt pity for her.

In a vague way, he felt that perhaps for her, occasional indulgence and weakness were an extremely luxurious pleasure. Probably due to carrying too much responsibility all this time, every time she indulged once, she felt extremely guilty.

Yan Han’s denial surprised Zhu Qianying. She thought he would seize the opportunity to pin a bunch of unfounded accusations on her, such as throwing herself at him or casting amorous glances at him.

But he didn’t do that. He just casually delivered that comment.

"Then why did you say that on the first day of the New Year?"

Zhu Qianying remembered clearly that on New Year’s Day, she woke up in the bedroom of the wooden house, in his embrace, to his question of "Did it and won’t admit it?"

But at this moment, his denial seemed to contradict what he had said that morning.

"Silly girl, I was just joking, and you believed it?" At this moment, Eldest Young Master Yan only wanted to make up for his previous mistake.

At that time, he really wanted to coerce her, to see if she dared face it.

But it turned out he was too hasty.

"Really? Well, I’m relieved then!"

Zhu Qianying was still half-skeptical. Although she didn’t quite believe his words, since he was so insistent, she knew he wouldn’t bring up the events of Chinese New Year’s Eve again.

For her, that night was a dream.

To him, it probably was too.

"Hmm, there’s nothing to worry about. Go take a bath."

When Zhu Qianying came out with her clothes ready for a bath, he pointed to the bed.

"The bed is small but we can manage. Tonight, can we each sleep on one side?"

What was difficult for Zhu Qianying to say, Eldest Young Master Yan said candidly which rendered Zhu Qianying free of worries.

Yan Han, though thick-skinned and occasionally behaving like a hooligan, never forced her to do anything in particular.

This was true five years ago and remains true five years later.

After all, for a man like him, if he really wanted to fulfill his physical needs, he could just snap his fingers and a bunch of beautiful women would fling themselves at him. Why would he need to resort to disgraceful means to force her into something disrespectful?

After Zhu Qianying finished her bath and came out, Yan Han was leaning on the bed reading a book. In the middle of the bed, he had built a wall of books, imitating scenes from movies.

It was clear that Yan Han did this to put her at ease.

So, Zhu Qianying comfortably went to sleep. That night, both of them remained peaceful until morning.

How Yan Han slept, Zhu Qianying didn’t know. But she herself slept well. She woke up early in the morning feeling refreshed.

The little boy who insisted on sleeping with his cousin last night came knocking on the door early in the morning, making funny noises outside the door.

"Lazy pig, get up!"

Zhu Qianying, who had already freshened up and changed her clothes, opened the door and saw the little boy squatting outside. As soon as he saw her come out, the little boy jumped up and threw himself into her arms.

"Lazy pig, good morning!"

Zhu Qianying pinched his nose, "Hardworking pig, good morning!"

The little boy pouted, "I’m not a pig!"

"The son of a lazy pig, of course, is also a pig!"

The little boy humphed twice in protest, craning his neck to peek into the room.

"Your daddy is shaving. Do you want to go see?"

The bathroom door was open, so Zhu Qianying knew Yan Han was shaving.

"No!" The little boy decisively shook his head and pulled Zhu Qianying towards the main house.

Zhu Qianying thought they would have to go to the temple to meet the enlightened monk they talked about who would give the little boy a name.

Unexpectedly, once she was led into the main house, she saw an old man dressed in long robes, with a snowy white beard. His look greatly matched those enlightened monks in movies.