Uncle Chen then realized the reproachful tone in his words, feeling sowhat embarrassed, and quickly changed his words: "Mr. Ye, there’s no need for you to apologize, I was too presumptuous. Your current relationship with Miss—"
At this point, Uncle Chen realized that his words were even more inappropriate, and quickly shut his mouth in shock.
Ye Cheng had no reaction and carried Zii upstairs.
The woman fell onto the soft bed but was reluctant to leave the man’s broad and warm embrace, her hands reached forward, hooking Ye Cheng’s neck, unwilling to let go.
"Don’t leave..." Zii murmured in her sleep.
Ye Cheng’s body stiffened, while she remained with her eyes closed, her face flushed, her full and soft lips very close to him. In her drunken state, Zii had a peculiar allure that made his mind go blank, and he very much wanted to kiss her impulsively...
Thinking such things, Ye Cheng was startled. He quickly straightened up warily, maintaining distance from her.
Zii’s hands slid down from his shoulders with his movent. She discontentedly shook her head, mumbling, "Ye Xiaozheng, get so water, I’m thirsty..."
Ye Cheng was about to turn around, but stopped abruptly when he heard her voice.
In the end, he still poured her a glass of water.
He helped her sit up against his shoulder, bringing the glass to her lips with his other hand.
"Drink water."
The man’s magnetic voice resonated in her ears, and Zii dazedly opened her eyes, staring at him for several seconds before moving her lips.
She took a couple of sips, her dry throat relieved, seeming sowhat clearer minded.
"Have we gone ho?" Zii suddenly asked.
Ye Cheng didn’t correct the mistake in her words, replying simply, "Yes."
"I want to take a shower before I sleep, could you help ?"
"..."
"No, the landlord inford us yesterday that the water would be off for a day, so there’s no water for a shower..." She added to herself.
Her words made Ye Cheng shudder.
His deep phoenix eyes gazed at her drowsy state, his pupils contracting intensely.
In the third year of his relationship with Zii, they moved in together.
At that ti, they were attending the sa university, and it was local too.
However, Ye Cheng’s parents were strongly opposed when they learned about their relationship, thinking they were from different worlds.
Zii’s family was one of the top elite families in the area, while Ye Cheng’s family was of the working class, his parents earned average wages, and he had a younger brother to support.
His parents urged Ye Cheng to stop associating with Zii, to focus on his studies, saying that Zii was born with advantages and would be destined to be a CEO even without a college education, Ye Cheng couldn’t compare to her.
He was the eldest son, and he had to strive to study well, help his brother, and share so of the family’s responsibilities.
After Ye Cheng’s parents repeatedly interrupted their dates, Ye Cheng made up his mind to move out and live with Zii.
They rented a small apartnt not far from the university.
The two of them decorated the tiny apartnt, and even though it was only a dozen square ters, it was cozy everywhere. He and Zii went to and from school together every day, leading a sweet little life. That period was the happiest ti of their lives, and they had promised to get married as soon as Ye Cheng graduated from university.
Zii was the student council president at the ti, and whenever she ca ho drunk from a gathering, it was always Ye Cheng who looked after her, bathed her, changed her clothes, and stayed by her side.
Ye Cheng knew that at this mont, Zii, in her unclear state, had surely confused their relationship with those university days.
"You sleep first, I’m leaving."
He dared not stay any longer and turned to leave.
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