She was surprised herself, unknowingly chatting for so long.

Su Xingwan was about to answer him.

Just then, she heard him say: "Three hours, right?"

Su Xingwan was shocked and looked up at him: "You... were already there when we first met?"

Lu Yun didn't speak.

His eyes had already given her the answer.

Su Xingwan immediately felt a little tense: "Then all the things we talked about earlier, you heard..."

"No."

Lu Yun said.

When he saw her obvious expression of relief after hearing him say no, the suffocating feeling in his chest made it even harder to breathe.

"Su Xingwan, do you not like me at all?" he suddenly asked.

He remembered standing far behind them, watching them, not knowing what they were talking about.

Yet her expression was completely relaxed, often smiling, their interaction was so harmonious.

When she was with him, it was never like this, but when facing Wen Xing, they were extremely relaxed and joyful.

At that moment, a strong jealousy erupted in his heart.

Wanting to rush over and beat that man severely.

And wanting to question her why.

Clearly, he should be her boyfriend.

But laughing so happily with someone else.

Su Xingwan was caught off guard by his words.

"Why would you think that?"

"Or maybe you don't like me that much," he said self-deprecatingly.

Su Xingwan immediately replied: "I don't. If I didn't like you, why would I be with you? Am I doing this for fun?"

"But you chatted with him for three whole hours, you had so much to talk about, you interacted so pleasantly, you looked very happy. You've never talked that much with me or spent that long together. So... Su Xingwan, are you bored with me?"

Lu Yun recalled what Ye Yixing had said to him a few days ago, and he laughed at himself, not expecting they would reach this point so soon.

Su Xingwan was bewildered by his words.

Why... why would he think that?

What is this all about?

Can they really be mixed together?

"I talked to him for so long because of special circumstances, just this once, and we were discussing serious matters, no idle chit-chat. You'll understand later."

Lu Yun approached her.

Su Xingwan instinctively stepped back.

She finally realized something was off with Lu Yun.

She hurriedly explained: "Lu Yun, please don't misunderstand, it's not like what you think with Wen Xing."

"...Oh, really? You said you'd give me a surprise, so what's the surprise?"

"Sur... Surprise." Su Xingwan's tongue started to tie.

She regretted mentioning the surprise beforehand.

She remembered what Lu Zhichen had told her.

With resolve, she said: "The surprise can't be given now, it'll take some time."

"How long is 'some time'?"

He stared deeply at her face, noticing the trace of panic on it.

"Maybe a few... few days. I don't know exactly how long."

Lu Zhichen hadn't given her an exact time, so she didn't know how to answer.

"So... there's really no surprise, is there?"

His voice carried no emotion.

"There's a surprise," she quickly said: "It's just that the surprise had an unexpected issue."

Lu Yun continued to corner her, his tall figure overshadowing her, forcing her step by step until her back hit the hard tree behind her.

This Lu Yun was someone she'd never seen before.

His expressionless face reminded her suddenly of a ruthless, cold character in a novel.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, catching her off guard and causing her to stumble into his arms.

Before she could react, he strongly held her waist, his distinct fingers pinching her chin up, his head pressing down onto her full, red lips.

Su Xingwan was taken aback.

She didn't expect him to kiss her.

Her face felt hot.

Her hands hurriedly pushed against him.

However, not only did she fail to push him away, he held her tighter and kissed her deeper.

Su Xingwan struggled to breathe; his kiss was too overpowering.

"Lu... Lu Yun, let me go..." Her voice struggled out from between her teeth.

His head buried in her shoulder and neck, holding her while breathing heavily, his warm breath dispersing over her pale neck.

Su Xingwan shrank back, trying to evade him.

He noticed her movement and immediately pressed her lips, licking and biting.

She pushed against him.

A sudden pain on her lip.

She sharply pushed him away.

"What are you doing? Lu Yun!"

Su Xingwan looked at the ruthless uncle from a novel standing alive before her, a tinge of fear in her eyes.

"Are you afraid of me?" Lu Yun looked at her eyes avoiding him, a feeling of hurt erupted in his eyes.

Su Xingwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, turning her head away.

She bowed her head: "I'm going home."

She moved forward.

Lu Yun followed.

Su Xingwan turned her head, angry: "Don't follow me! And please don't come for a few days, take some time to calm down."

After saying this, she accelerated her pace and left.

Su Xingwan fumbled back to her room in the dark, the livestream long closed at this point.

She fumbled to the bathroom again, stood in front of the mirror, and found her lips swollen and bloodied from his bite, painful even with a touch.

She cursed him inwardly for being like a dog.

Tomorrow, she didn't even know how to cover up the wound on her lips, deeply troubled.

The next morning.

The awakened little ones stared at Auntie's swollen lips.

Seeing Auntie hadn't woken up, they curiously leaned over with their butts up, heads tilted, inspecting Auntie.

Su Xingwan awoke to meet the large, watery eyes of the little ones.

"Auntie, what happened to your mouth? Got bitten by a mosquito?"

"...Yes, yes."

Su Xingwan mumbled perfunctorily.

[Hahaha, with a bite like that, if it's a mosquito bite, I'd eat dirt standing on my head.]

[Haha, the little uncle must have done it. The livestream was already closed, yet she still hadn't returned.]

"Then Auntie must be in pain, right?"

The two little ones felt sorry and leaned over to comfort her, but Su Xingwan pressed their plump cheeks back.

Their mouths, pressed by Auntie's hand, spoke unclearly: "Auntie, what are you doing?"

Su Xingwan was distressed: "No need for your comforting."

Your comforting just reminds her of last night's experience.

She dawdled out of bed.

Just as she left the room, she met Zhang Tianliu.

Zhang Tianliu paused upon seeing her, his gaze falling on her swollen lips, then with a hint of sarcasm, left.

Su Xingwan felt a sense of social death.

Even more so when during work, the guests gave her meaningful looks at her lips.

There was even someone who thoughtfully sent her lip balm.

Su Xingwan: "..."

She was too embarrassed to meet people.