Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

A thin layer of sweat beaded on the man's forehead, and his breath was hot.

The moonlight streamed in, quietly illuminating the two of them, allowing them to see each other clearly.

He should leave, get up; he has enough self-control.

But at this moment, he didn't want to.

His temples throbbed with pain from the relentless pounding.

Fu Sichen dared not move, her cheeks burning. She knew very little about matters between men and women, but she understood everything about them.

He told her not to move, and she obediently stayed still.

Unconditional trust in him.

But she was still embarrassed and gently bit her lip, which touched her wound and made her hiss in pain.

The soft humming added fuel to the already waning heat, and the man's dark eyes, lost in the night, made it impossible to tell who was darker.

"What's wrong?" A hoarse voice, still warm, rolled across her dough.

"My lips hurt." Her voice was very soft and quiet.

His gaze fell on her slightly swollen lips.

With a small face the size of a palm, long hair cascading down her body, and a delicate figure, she was completely different from a little girl.

His feelings for her were no longer those of a simple brother towards his sister; familial love wouldn't be like that.

Even so, she remained as wary of him as before.

He told her not to move, and she did not move.

Is she absolutely certain he won't harm her?!

And then there's Ding Jing's line, "I know you know your limits."

What sense of propriety does he have?

Yu Shinan scoffed inwardly; men don't have that strong sense of propriety.

His rough fingers pressed lightly against her lips. "Does it hurt?"

She shook her head.

There was a slight rubbing sound as his head rolled on the mattress.

"Have you ever kissed someone?" the man asked in a low, husky voice.

This kind of question is really ambiguous.

Fu Sichen felt her eyes burning, and instinctively wanted to bite her lip again, but her teeth touched his fingers and she suddenly pulled them back.

She gently shook her head.

Yu Shinan suddenly laughed, clearly not believing it.

He still remembered the bite mark on the back of her neck. "That boyfriend you used to date, you're better off without him. He wouldn't kiss you, but he bit your neck? Hmm? What kind of fetish is that?"

His voice was low and husky, with a hint of teasing.

She talks about her man, but she doesn't actually believe her.

Fu Sichen recalled that night when he didn't kiss her. A mix of emotions welled up inside her, and she suddenly bit the finger that was pressing against her lips.

It bit very hard.

I thought he would pull it away quickly.

He didn't even make a sound of pain, just let her bite him. When Fu Sichen couldn't bite any further and let go, he didn't take it away.

He even playfully flicked her little tongue with his finger.

Fu Sichen hummed in response, his cheeks burning hot, and he realized with surprise how inappropriate his actions were...

Erotic.

Yu Shinan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly; he had always overestimated his self-control.

The man suddenly leaned down and kissed her.

Their lips and tongues mingled, igniting the passion of the night.

Fu Sichen was completely stunned.

The man's kiss was passionate and intense, so forceful that it was impossible to refuse.

Fu Sichen realized what was happening and reached out to push him away, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled it above her head.

She whimpered and resisted, her body twisting violently as he pinned her down, but all her movements remained within the confines of his restraints.

Her struggles were utterly insignificant to him, and Yu Shinan's eyes reddened.

His restraint seemed to be taken for granted.

However, he did not want to show any restraint.

He didn't want her to trust him so completely.

She thought he wouldn't do anything to her.

Because he's her Nan-ge?

For men and women who are not related by blood, regardless of age difference or anything else, there will always be a moment when rationality is shattered.

Don't trust him too much, or you'll suffer the consequences.

His taste lingered on my lips and teeth. His kiss was as domineering and forceful as he was. My lips and tongue ached even more, as if I had been stung by bee venom—both painful and numb.

She didn't really want to push him away, but... he was getting married.

Tears suddenly rolled down my cheeks.

The man stopped, his lips slightly parting. The girl's lips were as soft as a chewy candy, making him want to take it a step further.

He stepped back slightly, staring intently into her tearful eyes.

She looked at him with accusation and resentment.

Without her saying a word, he could almost hear her resentfully cursing him.

The man's jawline was taut, and his deep eyes seemed to hold the look of a trapped beast.

He released her wrist and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye with one hand.

Fu Sichen turned his head away, dodging him, and placed his hand on his shoulder to push him away.

The man's throat tightened, and he grabbed her hand. "That's not how you resist. I'll teach you."

After saying that, he grabbed her wrist and slapped it hard across his cheek.

She didn't even have time to react.

A slap.

Fu Sichen, with a tear still in his eye, froze in shock.

"Have you learned it?"

The man's voice was deep and resonant, like the sound of a night bell, striking your ears and making your eardrums vibrate.

She forcefully pulled her hand back. "Brother Nan, what are you doing?"

There was a hint of helplessness in her voice, but she still tried her best to keep her voice down.

The man suddenly chuckled, then reached out and covered her eyes. "Si Chen..."

His eyes were covered, and all I could see was darkness, but his voice clearly pierced my ears.

The sound of a rooster crowing inexplicably made her heart ache.

"Don't trust me too much." He laughed, tightening his grip on her eyes slightly. "I'm not a good person. Be wary of men. Don't be naive and not even cry out when you're taken advantage of."

Fu Sichen pursed his lips.

His hand brushed away from her eyes, the bed felt lighter, and he got up and walked out.

The room door was closed.

Fu Sichen's tears suddenly fell.

The moonlight outside was bright and cool, chilling me to the bone.

……

That night, she was in a daze, half asleep and half asleep.

I woke up late the next morning, and when I came out, Ding Jing had already swept the yard and prepared breakfast.

Fu Sichen felt embarrassed that she had gotten up so late.

"Young people are all like that," Ding Jing said with a smile. "As you get older, you need less sleep. Hurry up and wash up, then come have breakfast."

After Fu Sichen finished washing up, she and Ding Jing sat down at the dining table. She asked, "Auntie, where's Brother Nan?"

"They said they had something to do and left early this morning." Ding Jing put some food on her plate.

Fu Sichen hummed in agreement and didn't ask any further questions.

The food I was chewing suddenly became tasteless.

She was filled with anxiety about how she would face him after waking up.

Not seeing him should be a relief, yet I feel a sense of loss.

……

Song Xingzhi glanced at Chef Yu, who was sitting on a high stool, and frowned. "Did you hear what I said?"

"No." Yu Shinan glanced at him and answered decisively.

Song Xingzhi, "..."

He kicked Yu Shinan on the high stool. "What kind of shady dealings does Wei Jingwu have with the Qin family? Has the Yu family had any contact with the Qin family before?"

"I don't know what kind of shady dealings they have behind the scenes. But the Yu family and the Qin family did have a history of cooperation."

"What kind of cooperation?"

Yu Shinan reached for a glass, poured himself a drink, and laughed, "What cooperation? Don't high-ranking families like yours have their share of dirty dealings?"

Song Xingzhi was naturally aware of all this, but what he was more concerned about was, "Is there any evidence of what happened in the past?"

"You have your way, and I have mine. Even if I had handled the Qin family's affairs back then, I would never have handed the evidence over to you." Yu Shinan looked at him. "Wei Jingwu is even less likely to do so. He has committed many crimes and wouldn't be alive now without several protectors. He wouldn't undermine us himself. On the contrary, asking him about the Qin family is tantamount to alerting the enemy."