Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!
Chapter 857 - 354: A Confession Under the Moonlight_2

Zhou Yuwen originally intended to brush it off, saying that she was just an ordinary classmate visiting here.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Guobin didn't say anything, simply staring at Zhou Yuwen in silence, his gaze saying everything that needed to be said.

Unable to avoid it anymore, Zhou Yuwen had to admit that she was his ex-girlfriend.

Zhou Guobin felt this explanation wasn't entirely truthful.

But he didn't bother delving into it. He said: "I don't care whether she's an ex-girlfriend or a current girlfriend. I'll tell you this—our Zhou family prides itself on decency; don't break the rules."

Zhou Yuwen nodded and said he understood.

Zhou Guobin nodded back and said, "Go on now."

And so, Zhou Yuwen left the room.

Today, Zheng Yanyan had spent the entire day traveling, fully expecting to feel utterly exhausted. Yet, as she lay on the small bed, she found herself unable to fall asleep. It's not that she was unaccustomed to the bed—it's just that being in a new and unfamiliar place inevitably made her feel a bit uncertain.

Excitedly coming all this way to see Zhou Yuwen, the moments of joy she felt being with him certainly gave her fleeting happiness. But as that joy dissipated, all that remained was a difficult-to-describe emptiness.

She still felt a little lonely.

Alone, lying in a quiet room.

The surroundings were enveloped in darkness, and she stared up at the ceiling.

For some reason, tears began to well up unexpectedly.

She started missing Zhou Yuwen.

Yes, even though Zhou Yuwen had only just left.

She couldn't bear this sense of desolation.

Perhaps before she came here, she had fantasized that upon arriving in Xu Huai, Zhou Yuwen would hold her every day, that no one else would come between them anymore.

But reality proved different.

That's why Zheng Yanyan felt an ache in her chest and tears threatening to fall.

She wanted to call Zhou Yuwen, to tell him she missed him, and to ask him to come keep her company.

But then she thought, wouldn't that make her seem pathetic?

Just at that moment, she heard a knock at the door from outside.

The sudden sound startled Zheng Yanyan.

A wealthy young lady enjoying the bliss of love might dismiss all problems as trivial. But once the dopamine faded, all that remained were the messy mundane realities.

Even though Zhou Yuwen's family was decent enough, this rental house in the outskirts could never compare to a place in the Capital city.

"Who's there?" Zheng Yanyan summoned her courage and softly asked.

Outside, there was a long silence.

Then Zhou Yuwen's voice sounded: "It's me."

Upon hearing Zhou Yuwen's words, Zheng Yanyan felt a surge of joy and quickly climbed out of bed: "Zhou Yuwen! Is that you?"

"Yes, it's me!"

Without a second thought, Zheng Yanyan opened the door.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, leaving gentle traces of silver in the dimly lit room.

Wearing only a thin nightgown, Zheng Yanyan caught sight of Zhou Yuwen standing outside. In that moment, her overwhelming joy was indescribable. She leaped forward and hugged Zhou Yuwen tightly.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yuwen put a finger to his lips, signaling her to keep it down.

Still holding her, he stepped into the room and closed the door behind them.

Zheng Yanyan let out a happy, giggling sound through her nose, while Zhou Yuwen, holding her, spun them in two playful circles.

Zheng Yanyan asked Zhou Yuwen, "Why did you come here so late at night?"

In a soft voice, Zhou Yuwen replied, "You must be feeling scared alone—I came to keep you company."

"Keep me company?"

Zheng Yanyan's eyes lit up at the thought, her smile blooming: "Are you staying with me all night?"

"Yeah, I'll stay with you all night!"

Zhou Yuwen lightly flicked her nose.

Overjoyed, Zheng Yanyan threw herself onto Zhou Yuwen again, clinging to him tightly.

Running his hand over her head, Zhou Yuwen softly said, "Silly girl!"

With such an adorable girl living in the room next door, it would've been impossible for Zhou Yuwen to sleep soundly in his own room. Seeing Zheng Yanyan travel all this way to visit him truly moved him.

So, after confirming his parents were asleep, Zhou Yuwen had stealthily come over.

Outside, the moonlight laid a silvery veil over everything; inside, Zheng Yanyan lay contentedly against Zhou Yuwen's chest, listening to the rhythm of his heartbeat. In the dim shadows, her bright, sparkly eyes stayed fixed on him, her smile never fading.

Zhou Yuwen ran his hand gently over her hair, softly telling her to stop staring and just go to sleep.

"No way, I want to keep looking!" Zheng Yanyan pouted with determination.

That night, Zhou Yuwen chose not to make love to Zheng Yanyan.

Instead, the two simply lay together in their nightwear.

When Zheng Yanyan went home recently, she'd dyed her hair back to black.

Now, her ebony locks spilled over one of her shoulders and beneath her body, while her pink nightgown with a V-neck hinted faintly at a graceful curve in the moonlit darkness.

The scene before them was one of simple harmony.

She meekly lay against Zhou Yuwen, her lips trembling with emotion as she talked about the yearning she felt, about how much she had missed him while back in the Capital city.

She confessed that without her husband holding her, she couldn't even fall asleep properly!

Zhou Yuwen smiled softly as he stroked her small stomach, asking, "Satisfied now? I'm right here with you."

Zheng Yanyan replied, "Even so, I'm not happy still!"

Zhou Yuwen asked her, "Why not?"

"Because Su Qing, that little fox, is here too!"

Zheng Yanyan raised her head, wriggling further onto Zhou Yuwen's body, and declared.

Zhou Yuwen said, "But she helped you, didn't she?"

"Huh, who cares? I don't need her help! Worst comes to worst, I'll just tell the truth to my mom. If you'll admit that you're my boyfriend, what's the harm in that?" Zheng Yanyan said this with unexpected boldness.

Zhou Yuwen asked her: "But doesn't your mom mind that I'm from the countryside?"

"I..."

In Zheng Yanyan's eyes, there was a hint of hesitation—yes, she was worried. It wasn't that she disliked Zhou Yuwen because of this. She was afraid that when her parents found out, they would disapprove of her relationship with him.

She hesitated for just a moment but quickly said, "No, they're not that shallow."

Hearing this, Zhou Yuwen only smiled. Taking Zheng Yanyan's face into his hands sincerely, he said, "Yanyan, you're a good girl."

"I feel like I've let you down."

"If it weren't for me, you might have met a better guy, and I..."

Before Zhou Yuwen could finish, Zheng Yanyan placed her hand over his mouth and said, "Don't say that. Everything I chose was voluntary."

Looking at Zheng Yanyan's wide, innocent eyes, Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. She hadn't said it outright, but he could guess—the girl had endured so much just to come here and try to reconcile with him.

Yet, after coming here, everything had turned into such a mess.

Zhou Yuwen genuinely felt remorseful. He said, "I'm sorry for everything."

Zheng Yanyan replied, "That's not your fault."

"It's all because of Su Qing, that little bitch."

"Didn't you say she was the one who claimed you were her boyfriend? You just didn't want to embarrass her, isn't that right? My husband is just too kind-hearted."

By now, Zheng Yanyan had climbed all the way onto Zhou Yuwen's shoulders. Resting her head against his, she leaned close, their heads touching, while her strands of hair brushed against his cheek.

The more Zheng Yanyan spoke like this, the more a sense of guilt rose in Zhou Yuwen's heart.

Still, when he wanted to explain, Zheng Yanyan wouldn't let him.

With her index finger pressed against his lips, Zheng Yanyan said, "I only want to ask you one thing."

"Do you like me?"

"I do," Zhou Yuwen nodded.

Zheng Yanyan broke into peals of laughter and asked, "How much do you like me?"

Zhou Yuwen replied, "More than Su Qing."

Delighted, Zheng Yanyan laughed even harder, her eyes beaming. She cupped Zhou Yuwen's face with her hands, planting kisses repeatedly on him, then pouted and said, "You rogue! How can you be so skilled at sweet-talking?"

Zhou Yuwen flipped over, pulling Zheng Yanyan into his arms and said, "No, I only sweet-talk my own wife!"

The two laughed and teased, rolling together on the small bed, embracing and kissing. Initially, there was no plan for anything else, but when Zhou Yuwen kissed her, Zheng Yanyan closed her eyes, her expression entirely receptive and trusting.

Zhou Yuwen hesitated briefly before finally undoing the buttons of her nightgown.

If his wife was in the mood, how could he not oblige?

Moonlight spilled gently outside.

Inside, the air grew rich with lingering warmth.

Soon enough, Zheng Yanyan's soft, tender murmurs began to gently fill the room...

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