CHAPTER 201: CHAPTER 201: IT’S NOT A MISTAKE

Wen Jiao was already so drunk that she was unconscious, and now she couldn’t hear a single word. Shen Zhaoli felt like he was talking to a cow, the latter showing no reaction at all.

Shen Zhaoli couldn’t help but laugh as he looked at Wen Jiao, bending down to pat her face: "Miss Wen, say something, which room are you staying in?"

Finally, Wen Jiao showed some reaction. She lifted her eyes to look at Shen Zhaoli, her eyebrows furrowing, and said impatiently, "Why are you shouting! Where I stay is none of your business! You rascal!"

"Truly a drunkard." Shen Zhaoli looked disdainfully at Wen Jiao. He called over a nearby waiter and inquired Wen Jiao’s room number.

Afterward, Shen Zhaoli picked up Wen Jiao and went towards the room the waiter had mentioned.

Wen Jiao was relatively steady and quiet from being drunk on the way, but suddenly woke up when they nearly reached the room door.

"You!" Wen Jiao’s voice was clear, and Shen Zhaoli lowered his head under the dim light to look at her.

He leisurely asked, "What about me?"

"You! Watch your attitude! Wei Shuqian! There are lines of people from Victoria Harbor to Mong Kok who want to marry me, Wen Jiao. Don’t be ignorant, you should be grateful that I agreed to get engaged to you!"

He obviously mistook himself for someone else.

Shen Zhaoli nearly forgot, Miss Wen was about to be engaged. He didn’t feel offended; rather, he found it amusing since it was a rare experience for him.

He looked indifferently at Wen Jiao and after a long while, slowly said, "Grateful? Grateful for what?"

"Of course, for noticing the difference in you! Really clueless!"

After saying that, Wen Jiao went back to sleeping by herself.

Shen Zhaoli watched Wen Jiao, and for a brief moment, actually found Miss Wen’s words pretty reasonable.

Indeed... that Wei something really is clueless...

Bian Yue was lying on the bed, hazily opening her eyes to see the endless sea outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The ship sailed on the sea, directionless and aimless.

Bian Yue half-squinted her eyes, focusing on the distant sea shimmering under the moonlight.

She was so focused until footsteps came from behind.

Jinci appeared beside her unknowingly, using a warm towel to clean her fingers, looking at her curled up on the bed like a kitten, with a faint smile, "Awake?"

Bian Yue nodded, her voice a bit hoarse, "How long did I sleep?"

"Three hours."

Bian Yue sat up in shock, "Three hours? Then the birthday banquet..."

"The birthday banquet ended long ago. I saw you were drunk, so I made up an excuse to end it," Jinci extended his hand towards Bian Yue, "Give me your other hand."

Still a bit muddled from sleep, Bian Yue heard Jinci’s words and obediently handed over her other hand, "Oh."

She didn’t know how adorable she looked right now, her hair messy and her bright almond eyes looking at him as if to suck his soul away.

Jinci’s gaze slightly darkened, he silently cleaned her other hand with the warm towel, the cool touch bringing a mild comfort.

His movements paused slightly, then he lightly flicked Bian Yue’s nose, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

"If you don’t look at me, how would you know I’m looking at you?"

The young lady retorted sharply.

Jinci’s eyes held a faint smile, as if he sighed with tenderness, saying, "I often look at you, I admit."

Bian Yue felt the dampness in her palms, a sudden intensifying signal.

Her heart was beating fast, Bian Yue gazed at him, and asked softly, "Do you think I am impressive today?"

"Impressive."

"Shen Jinci."

"Mmm, I’m here."

Bian Yue pursed her lips, staring intently at him, "Today when I was drinking, I kept thinking that I mustn’t get drunk. Otherwise, you would be concerned watching me by the side, so when I was very drunk, I didn’t show it."

She emphasized her words heavily and naturally moved closer to him, obedient to a fault.

Shen Jinci hugged her into his arms, Bian Yue’s legs naturally rested on his thighs, hooking around his neck, her movements practiced. She coughed lightly and continued, "So, it was only after you came that I knew I could get drunk."

"Why can I get drunk once I arrive?" Shen Jinci caressed her face, his voice gentle, "What if I came just to watch the excitement?"

"You came to..." Bian Yue paused, suddenly burying her face in his shoulder, rubbing vigorously as if a kitten, she said, "You came to take me home, I know."

Shen Jinci didn’t know what to say for a moment, letting Bian Yue act naturally and capriciously in his arms, patting her on the back of her head softly.

After who knows how long, Bian Yue suddenly raised her face, looking at him, "Shen Jinci, I love you very much."

"I love you too."

"No, this is different!" Bian Yue shook her head, stating seriously, "I’ve always known that you love me, but! I also love you very much, it’s just that I don’t tell you often."

Shen Jinci’s slender fingers trailed through Bian Yue’s hair, gently combing through it. His eyes lazy and affectionate, he bent his head, lightly kissing Bian Yue’s lips, "So, you got drunk today and got the courage to tell me?"

Bian Yue thought that Shen Jinci would at least ask her when it started.

She felt a bit discouraged, angrily biting the corner of his lip, "Why don’t you ask me when it began?"

"If you wanted to tell me, you would’ve told me immediately." Shen Jinci sighed softly, touching Bian Yue’s nape, his voice husky, "And at the moment, I don’t want to talk."

Bian Yue asked what do you want to do.

Shen Jinci stared at Bian Yue, holding her even tighter, bending down to kiss her lips.

He had a woody cool fragrance on him, with a crisp cedar and wild chilly air, yet his moves were so gentle.

Bian Yue closed her eyes, letting the kiss deepen inch by inch, her fingers instinctively tightening around his neck, almost entirely confined in the man’s embrace.

She closed her eyes, feeling the unfamiliar touch deeply.

Her breath was already chaotic, and at some point, she had been pressed underneath Shen Jinci.

The veins on Shen Jinci’s forehead throbbed, the usually indifferent man now had faint bloodshot eyes, as he watched Bian Yue’s enchanting face, closing the distance between them, softly calling her name in a very gentle voice, "Yueyue."

Bian Yue, as if waking from a dream, looked at him, her face flushed.

Her palms were sweating, clammy and sticky.

"Mmm..."

And Shen Jinci spoke softly and gently, asking tenderly, "Is it okay to make a mistake?"

Bian Yue’s fingers clenched tightly, her eyelashes trembling, yet she still firmly hugged him. She was clearly nervous, yet seriously said, "We... we’ve registered for marriage, it’s not a mistake."

Shen Jinci couldn’t help but smile more deeply.

He gently stroked Bian Yue’s face, his gaze softening, his voice husky, "Right, it’s not a mistake."