“No… I’m not looking down on you!”
The original owner didn’t look down on him either. Those videos were entirely meant to brainwash herself—otherwise she wouldn’t have done something so bold.
If it weren’t for her own safety, Song Yunfei would have wanted to tell him the truth immediately.
Chu Jinhan sighed and hung the towel to the side, his slightly messy hair falling loosely over his forehead.
He looked at Song Yunfei seriously. “You don’t need to explain. I’m not blaming you.”
“…You’d be better off blaming me.”
“What?”
“Nothing. How can I make you believe me?”
Chu Jinhan looked at her without blinking and didn’t respond. In any case, he simply didn’t believe her.
Song Yunfei’s heart started pounding. Over the past few days, she had finally managed to raise his favorability a bit—she couldn’t let it drop again.
She gritted her teeth and reached out to grab his arm. “I really don’t look down on you.”
Chu Jinhan lowered his eyes and glanced at her hand sinking into his chest as she held onto his arm.
Song Yunfei tugged at him. “Alright, stop being mad. Come sleep on the bed with me—this sofa is so uncomfortable.”
Chu Jinhan didn’t move at all.
Song Yunfei sighed inwardly. It seemed like she was doomed—he appeared to dislike her more and more.
Feeling both bitter and frustrated, she stood up and prepared to go back to the bed.
Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed.
She turned back in shock, and before she could even see clearly, the world spun. Her entire body was pressed down onto the slightly hard sofa.
Immediately after, a tall figure loomed over her.
In her panic, she saw the face above her quickly closing in—Chu Jinhan was leaning down toward her.
Song Yunfei instinctively shut her eyes tightly.
But a few seconds passed with no movement.
She slowly opened one eye and caught sight of his face right in front of hers. Their breaths intertwined.
Her heart was pounding like thunder.
The distance between their lips was less than one centimeter.
“You…” Song Yunfei spoke hesitantly, not knowing what else to say.
Coincidentally, the neighbors next door started again.
The sofa was farther away, so the sounds weren’t as clear as when they were in bed, but in the absolute silence, the faint noises became even more unbearable.
Chu Jinhan stared at her for a long time.
He neither spoke nor kissed her, which made Song Yunfei increasingly anxious.
Just as she thought they might remain in that position all night, Chu Jinhan finally spoke.
“Don’t worry. I’ll give you plenty of time to reconsider.”
His voice carried a slight rasp. “I don’t oppose you looking for a better option. During this time, I’ll fulfill my responsibilities, and you don’t need to feel any pressure.”
“……”
But why say something like that while in this position?
Song Yunfei stared into his dark eyes for a moment before awkwardly saying, “Then… could you get up first? You’re pressing on me—I can barely breathe.”
“……”
Chu Jinhan fell silent for a moment, then got up and released her.
Song Yunfei also sat up and sighed.
In the end, he had still taken those videos to heart.
More bluntly, he probably didn’t have much feelings for her—otherwise, what man could say something like that to his own girlfriend?
Even the most devoted “simp” would know how to protect what’s his.
Song Yunfei still felt this situation could be salvaged. She nodded and said, “Alright, if I change my mind, I’ll tell you.”
Chu Jinhan responded calmly.
She picked up the hairdryer nearby and smiled. “But I haven’t changed my mind yet—I’m still your girlfriend. Let me help you dry your hair.”
After saying that, she stood up, plugged in the hairdryer, and began drying his hair.
Chu Jinhan froze in place.
The hairdryer buzzed softly, warm air blowing through his slightly damp, messy hair as her fingers passed through it.
She stood very close to him. The faint scent of body wash lingered around his nose in wisps.
He lowered his eyes. What caught his view was the hem of her clothes swaying with her movements, occasionally revealing her fair waist.
Before long, her hair was dried.
Song Yunfei turned off the hairdryer, and the room fell quiet again. She casually ran her fingers through his short hair to tidy it.
“Alright, now you can sleep. Rest early—you still have work tomorrow.”
Chu Jinhan remained silent, giving no response.
Song Yunfei picked up the milk tea on the table and slowly drank it. Since she had already bought it, it would be a waste not to finish it.
Chu Jinhan turned his head to look at her.
Song Yunfei picked up her phone. This time, she didn’t dare scroll through short videos again and instead opened a drama to watch.
She tucked her hair behind her ear, revealing her fair side profile, a straw between her lips as she watched the show intently.
Strands of her hair gently swayed in the breeze from the distant fan.
Earlier, she had been a bit physically active, and faint beads of sweat had formed again on her temples and neck.
After finishing the entire cup of milk tea, Song Yunfei felt a bit bloated.
She let out a burp, then turned her head and realized Chu Jinhan was still sitting beside her.
“Why aren’t you sleeping yet?”
Chu Jinhan’s gaze was fixed on her phone. “Watching the drama.”
Song Yunfei was surprised. “You watch this kind of idol drama too?”
“Mm.”
Song Yunfei grinned. “Then let’s lie down on the bed and watch. It’s actually pretty good.”
Chu Jinhan’s eyes remained on the actors on the screen.
Suddenly, he said, “This actress looks familiar.”
Song Yunfei almost dropped her phone in shock at his words. He was referring to the third female lead in the show—a relatively unknown actress with likely fewer than a million followers online, not even as popular as an internet influencer.
But her identity was not simple. If she remembered correctly, this character was the heroine’s close friend—and also a friend of Chu Jinhan’s fiancée. It was natural that he found her familiar.
However, to avoid raising suspicion, she calmly said, “Of course she looks familiar—she’s an actress.”
Chu Jinhan nodded in agreement. “That makes sense.”
Song Yunfei quietly breathed a sigh of relief and put her phone away. “Alright, let’s go lie down on the bed. I’m getting tired.”
Chu Jinhan followed her to the bed.
Song Yunfei had no intention of continuing to watch, but he said, “Open that drama again. Let’s keep watching.”
“…Let’s not. We still have work tomorrow.”
“What’s the name of that drama?”
Song Yunfei’s lips twitched slightly. Was he planning to watch it himself?
That wouldn’t do.
So she had no choice but to reopen the drama. “Don’t go and buy a membership separately—let’s just watch it together.”
Chu Jinhan responded with a quiet “Mm.”
Only a bedside lamp remained on as the two of them leaned against the headboard watching.
To prevent him from overthinking, Song Yunfei began distracting him every time the third female lead appeared.
“That second male lead doesn’t look like a good person.”
“I think it was the second female lead who set her up.”
“This supporting character is pretty handsome—on par with you.”
…
Chu Jinhan didn’t interrupt her and continued watching the drama as if she wasn’t there.
“I feel like this father-in-law is the villain. In the end, he’ll definitely be the one behind the—”
Mid-sentence, she went silent.
Chu Jinhan felt her shoulder suddenly sink. He turned his head to look and saw that Song Yunfei had already fallen asleep on his shoulder.
Her phone had also slipped onto the bed.
Chu Jinhan picked up her phone, dragged the progress bar back, and paused the screen on the familiar actress’s face.
The white light reflected on his cold, composed face as he quietly stared at the screen, as if entering a meditative state, his gaze fixed on that image without moving.
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