Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 438: That Day Will Come, He Waits

Chapter 438: Chapter 438: That Day Will Come, He Waits

Upon awakening, he knelt before his parents’ memorial tablets, fasting and in pain, for three days and three nights until he fainted from fever; they were all frightened by his condition. Ever since then, the obedient him had transformed into a bad boy.

Fortuitously, Gu Cong was still able to control him, and under his guidance, he had managed to get into Jing University, which greatly alleviated the guilt in her heart.

Although Gu Yue had never blamed the Xiao Family, she knew he held a grudge; from that time, he never called her "Aunt Qiong" again.

Gu Cong took a few steps, then stopped, tilting his head, his expression unreadable, his voice low and deep, "Aunt Jiang, you should go too."

Jiang Qiong was taken aback, a surge of joy in her heart, "Okay, okay."

Gu Cong’s eyelids drooped slightly, and his normally gentle and scholarly eyes suddenly burst forth with a chilling intent.

He would make those who killed his parents pay the price, sooner or later.

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Xiao Chen had led Yun Yue by the hand back to Shengting all this way, a mere twenty-minute walk, yet it felt unbearably slow to him; he wished he had driven.

As they entered the elevator, Xiao Chen pressed the floor button, and the moment the elevator doors closed, the confined space was filled with a tension that made him restless. His dark, deep eyes were inexplicably filled with desire as he pulled Yun Yue by the hand, pinning her against the corner of the wall.

Even the usually quick-reacting Yun Yue was slow to respond this time until she felt his breath on her face.

Her hand was raised high by him; he looked at her beautiful face with his dark eyes, which held an indescribable emotion. Yun Yue tilted her head and smiled, with a teasing glint in her eye, not bothering to lift the other hand that suddenly grasped his chin, rising on tiptoe.

The warmth of his thin lips touched hers, soft, with a hint of coolness.

A surprise flickered in Xiao Chen’s eyes as he stared at that delicate and fair face, his gaze narrowing slightly.

Just as he was about to deepen the kiss, the next second, her feet retracted, and the sensation on his lips vanished in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Chen licked his lips subconsciously, as if wanting to retain something; her residual warmth seemed to linger there, along with a faint fragrance.

Then, his gaze shifted back to her, deep and dark, filled with an intense desire.

His stare was fixed on her.

At that moment, the elevator doors opened, and Yun Yue’s lips curved upward slightly, her voice tinged with mischief, "We’re home."

"Oh," Xiao Chen’s tone drew out, his gaze lingering meaningfully on her, then he pulled her out of the elevator and strode to the front door, used the fingerprint to enter and closed the door.

"Bang!"

The door shut, and at the same time, Yun Yue was trapped against it, effectively blocked off.

They stood very close, so close that a slight forward lean would bring them into contact. Xiao Chen bowed his head, his breathing fast and raw, tickling Yun Yue’s cheek. She wanted to scratch it with her hand, but both hands were held firmly.

Suddenly, the sharp scent of tobacco hit her, and his face, fraught with desire, pressed down upon hers, kissing her lips.

Yun Yue was stunned, trapped in the corner by him; he seemed to be going mad.

Yun Yue realized something was off, but her body felt so weak and numb, she had no strength to resist.

It seemed she had played with fire...

Five minutes later, he stopped and leaned close to her ear, his voice urgent and breathy, "Sister Yue, I want..."

Yun Yue’s ear tingled, she truly had no defense!

"Ding-dong, ding-dong!"

Feng Ye stood outside continuously pressing the doorbell, even peering through the peephole to see nothing but darkness, "Is the door broken?"

He remembered that this was the right password; why couldn’t he open the door?

"Master Chen, are you there? Open the door!" Feng Ye called out, and getting no response, he directly took out his phone.

Xiao Chen’s phone rang in no time, and without thought, he threw the phone away; "Smash," and the usually durable phone shattered.

After a while, Yun Yue’s phone began to ring too; Xiao Chen fished it out of her pocket, about to throw it, but Yun Yue grabbed it, "It won’t break, better to just switch it off."

She sensibly turned it off, fearing he would throw this phone out too.

"Darn it, why can’t I get through to either of them?" Feng Ye muttered under his breath, eventually calling Lin Xuanze.

It connected quickly.

"Lin Xuanze, help me open the door, I’m outside right now."

Lin Xuanze chuckled: "The two inside might be at it hot and heavy. I advise you to stay as far away as possible."

After he finished, he hung up the phone. He certainly wouldn’t open the door for some poor sucker showing up at the crime scene!

Feng Ye: "..."

Lin Xuanze’s words had awakened him; at this moment he should be thankful that the door wouldn’t open because if it had, he would have been chopped into pieces. He immediately fled the scene.

...

At nine o’clock in the evening.

Yun Yue only felt a slight swelling and numbness in her whole mouth, still retaining his taste.

It was a faint smell of tobacco.

She lay on the bed, her stomach growling with hunger.

Xiao Chen came out of the bathroom and heard her stomach gurgling, a light smile appearing in his eyes: "Haven’t eaten your fill yet?"

Yun Yue: "..."

Xiao Chen didn’t intend to tease her any further, "I’ll cook, you go take a bath first."

Yun Yue lifted her eyelids slightly, paused, and then crawled out of bed to grab her pajamas and enter the bathroom.

The bathroom still smelled of shower gel mixed with an indescribable scent. She didn’t think much and began to run the water.

Soaking in the bathtub, she relaxed considerably, half-closing her eyes.

After bathing, she headed straight to the kitchen.

Xiao Chen had made some noodles, as neither of them had eaten, and they were both hungry now.

Yun Yue sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be ready.

Two minutes later, Xiao Chen brought over two bowls of noodles and two plates of sides.

Yun Yue picked up her chopsticks and began eating. She really was hungry, eating dinner only at nine-thirty, after doing physical activities for several hours.

She slurped a mouthful of noodles, the numbness on her lips rendering her speechless, glaring fiercely at the person opposite her.

That mouth couldn’t bear a second kiss any time soon.

"Sister Yue, when are we getting the certificate?" Xiao Chen asked, his eyes full of desire as he stared at her.

He finally had refrained; it was just one certificate away. He wanted to save the best memories for that day.

Yun Yue raised her delicately arched eyebrows in silence.

Getting the certificate?

She hadn’t thought about it.

It just seemed too far away.

There were still many things she had yet to do.

Xiao Chen’s eyes darkened slightly as he served her food, "Eat up, if you haven’t made up your mind, I can wait."

Yun Yue looked at the vegetables in her bowl, emotions undulating in her heart, and spoke softly, "Yes, there will be a day."

After she had taken her revenge.

Xiao Chen’s lips curved up slightly, his expression gentle, "Yes, I’ll wait for that day."

After dinner, Xiao Chen made her a cup of milk with honey, which she drank up in one go.

"I’ll clean up, you go study," Xiao Chen said, tidying up the bowls.

Her backpack was filled with books, which she was likely reading for her studies; she was registered in the medical faculty, probably aiming for the D laboratory.

The assessment for D laboratory was expected to be in October, and although there was one more spot this time, it also meant the difficulty would increase.