CHAPTER 470: CHAPTER 407 YOU ARE JUST A BASTARD!

The room fell into a stifling silence for a moment.

Shang Ruyi’s pupils trembled, but their color instantly cooled. She stood motionless, quietly looking at the person at the door, and said without a trace of emotion or warmth, "No, there isn’t."

After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at Yu Wenye. Instead, she got up, went over to the other side of the room, and sat down in front of the dressing table. She picked up the comb and slowly began to brush her slightly damp long hair, gazing into the copper mirror which reflected a somewhat pale version of herself.

Once, and then again.

Her calm movements and gaze made it seem as if nothing had just happened.

But the next moment, a figure slowly approached her side, sat down, and reached out to embrace her.

It was Yu Wenye.

His warm body pressed tightly against her, holding her slender figure tightly, as if he wanted to engulf her into his own body. Yet Shang Ruyi remained motionless, even as her hands were restrained by him, she still tirelessly continued to lift them, brushing her long hair over and over, and even her gaze showed no change.

She acted as if the person embracing her tightly was non-existent.

Yu Wenye’s breath grew heavier. He buried his face in the nook of Shang Ruyi’s shoulder, his hot breath blowing over her bony collarbone as if trying to ignite her body. Finally, he said in a deep voice, "I’m sorry."

"..."

Shang Ruyi remained silent.

But at that moment, in order to avoid his tight embrace and continue brushing her hair, her hands began to struggle forcefully, even hitting him. Gradually, even her breathing became heavy, their four hands silently entangled. The copper mirror still showed her pale face, but precisely because of its paleness, her eyes became even redder, as if something hot was overflowing and about to drip down.

Yu Wenye finally grabbed her hands and restrained her struggle.

He lifted his head, looking at the pale Shang Ruyi in the copper mirror, and said in a deep voice, "I’m sorry."

"..."

Shang Ruyi, panting, finally stopped struggling.

She bit her lip, biting down hard. Only by doing so could she prevent herself from speaking cruel, venomous words, and from shedding tears. Yet even so, the intense pain in her heart remained unresolved. From the depths of her heart, she squeezed out a weighty curse, "Yu Wenye, you bastard!"

The last time she felt he was a bastard was when he was at Xingluo Granary, admitting he knew she was trapped in enemy territory but wouldn’t show up to meet her, deliberately making her afraid.

Back then, he said she needed to be taught a lesson.

This time, she practically spat the word "bastard" in his face, yet Yu Wenye remained silent, only holding her tighter.

So, this person is a bastard!

With this thought, Shang Ruyi was even more furious. She forcefully broke free from his grasp, was about to get up to leave, but was yanked back by Yu Wenye who grabbed her wrist, dragging her back to his side. Shang Ruyi staggered and fell to the ground, and before she could struggle, Yu Wenye was already towering over her, pinning her down. As she desperately kicked and hit him, he exclaimed forcefully, "I’m sorry!"

In this struggle, the tears that had stubbornly refused to fall finally welled up and fell.

The tears flowed like strength escaping from her, and as they fell, all of Shang Ruyi’s energy seemed to dissipate at that moment. She lay on the ground powerlessly, watching as this bastard of a man pressed down on her. At that moment, his cold, sharp eyes seemed shattered, and a frantic look in them appeared for the first time expressing vulnerability and helplessness.

He whispered, "Ruyi, Shang Ruyi, I’m not—"

"You are!"

Shang Ruyi choked out, angrily, "You are a bastard! You—"

Her words were cut off, grabbed by a pair of burning hands holding her shoulders down firmly. Yu Wenye looked down at her, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he rasped, "I mean, I didn’t want to say that."

"..."

"I don’t know why I would say that to you, I didn’t mean to."

"..."

"Shang Ruyi, I’ve never been someone afraid of gains and losses. What happened today—it’s not the first time, I’ve been through so much!"

"...!"

Shang Ruyi’s gaze trembled as she looked at him.

Yu Wenye said, "But I’ve never thought I’m inferior to others, never felt I’m lesser, and never thought I’d lose anything because of it. What I want, I can always get, even if the opponent is him, even if he has everyone behind him!"

"..."

"But just now—"

Speaking to this point, his voice actually carried a slight tremble, "I don’t know why, for the first time I felt I might lose you because of this."

"..."

"I was even more afraid that you’d regret your choice because of this."

At this moment, the body that was already weak from the previous struggle suddenly stiffened.

Shang Ruyi was almost unable to believe her ears.

Yu Wenye... is afraid?

His first fear wasn’t Yu Wenqian’s return, nor was it about his status at the Duke Mansion, in Daxing City, or even in the Da Ye Dynasty. It was a fear of losing her?

She stared blankly at the person in front of her who was clearly as mighty as a mountain, one who could withstand any army and couldn’t have his will broken.

Even he could show such vulnerability.

And herself—

She suddenly thought, just now, when Yu Wenye looked at her, what was she thinking?

Wasn’t there a slight hesitation within her? A hesitation about Yu Wenqian’s future, a worry over her own choices?

Even though she hadn’t said a word, even though her deeply hidden secret remained unseen, Yu Wenye clearly saw her flicker of hesitation at that moment, leading to his current mood.

At this moment, Shang Ruyi only felt a sharp pain in her heart again, but this time, it was not because of his suspicions but rather provoked by his concerns over loss.

What is love?

The more unreasonable, uncontrollable by etiquette and laws, that is love.

The more uncontrollable by people and unpredictable, that is love.

Similarly, the more filled with gains and losses, even someone like him, who believes in nothing but himself, could have a moment of insecurity, that is love.

He, really wants her!

Thinking of this, the burst of sharp pain in her chest transformed into an uncontrollable impulse. Shang Ruyi’s whole body tensed up, her breathing quickened, and she trembled, lifting her already weak hand to gently cup his face.

Yu Wenye’s breath deepened.

In his deep and austere eyes, a faint glimmer of light flickered.

And Shang Ruyi stared at the somewhat unfamiliar him without saying a word, just lifted her head and gently pressed her lips onto his.

"...!"

Immediately, those deep eyes quivered.

The next moment, Shang Ruyi felt her body being weighed down heavily, as a hot body pressed down forcefully!