Kuang Ye stared at the keyboard that had helped him secure a pentakill yesterday. He swallowed nervously, trying to resist the urge to squirm.

“Dear, this keyboard is quite expensive…”

Mu Wan’s voice was calm. “I can afford it.”

Kuang Ye was speechless. With a thud, he knelt on the keyboard, hugged Mu Wan’s thigh, and began his explanation—about his agreement with Grandfather Kuang and the investigation into Kuang Shuyu.

As he spoke, Mu Wan’s expression changed repeatedly. She had no idea about his agreement with Grandfather Kuang. That meant when she ran away from their wedding in her past life, Kuang Ye had lost his dream and her…

Her eyes turned red, and for the first time, genuine anger filled her.

“Kuang Ye, how can you treat your career and life so casually? At that time, I didn’t even know you. I wasn’t that important to you…”

“Important!”

Kuang Ye lifted his gaze and locked eyes with her, speaking clearly, word by word. “Even if you didn’t know me back then, you were still very important to me.”

He smiled, as if he had gained a huge advantage.

“And at that time, I had already injured my hand again. I traded a dream that could never move forward for a chance to gain your attention. I didn’t lose anything.”

“Wan wan, I admit I was taking a gamble, but I won.”

Tears that Mu Wan had been holding back finally fell down her face. She wanted to tell him that he hadn’t won. If not for her rebirth, she wouldn’t have been at the engagement ceremony.

“Ye Shen, you calculate every little thing in the game so clearly. Why is it that when it comes to yourself, you become so foolish?”

Hearing her choking voice, Kuang Ye felt heartbroken and helpless. He knelt and gently pulled Mu Wan down, tilting his head to kiss away her tears.

“Because I’m love-struck.”

Mu Wan, filled with sorrow, couldn’t help but laugh at his straightforward words. Her delicate face twisted between crying and laughing. “You’d better stop talking.”

Kuang Ye immediately mimed zipping his lips, then pulled her neck down to gently kiss her lips.

Mu Wan was speechless. How could someone with their lips supposedly zipped still manage to kiss her?

But looking at Kuang Ye’s face so close to hers, she thought of his hidden efforts in her past life, and a look of tenderness passed through her eyes. She responded with a soft touch of her tongue.

After the kiss, both were a little out of breath. The position had been exhausting—one had to bend down, the other had to tilt their head back. Their necks felt sore.

Having just showered, Mu Wan wore only the hotel’s white bathrobe, with the collar crossed over, secured by just a single belt. After their embrace and kiss, the robe had loosened and was now hanging loosely on her.

Kuang Ye couldn’t help but look at his lover, her body exposed. His Adam’s apple moved as his blood seemed to boil.

But they still had to catch a flight, and there was no time left. With difficulty, he tore his gaze away from her. Resisting!

When they return to the country, he will definitely cling to his Jiejie and make up for it.

Mu Wan felt that Kuang Ye’s gaze suddenly became dangerous. She adjusted her bathrobe and continued asking, “What’s the deal with Kuang Shuyu and his mistresses?”

Kuang Ye shifted a bit as his knees were slightly sore from the keyboard. “I used some black technology to hack his phone. I found out he has two WeChat accounts. One is for show, and the other is for his promiscuous lifestyle. Besides the mistresses, he also has many records of spending at high-end clubs.”

Mu Wan knew what Kuang Ye meant by high-end clubs, which was a euphemism for places where prostitution took place. She shuddered and couldn’t control the goosebumps that rose on her skin. Luckily, in her past life, Kuang Shuyu had always kept her at arm’s length, so nothing had ever happened between them. Otherwise, she would have been disgusted to the point of vomiting.

“I’m suddenly worried about Yuan Weiwei, that naive girl…”

“She won’t catch anything, right?”

Kuang Ye replied, “She shouldn’t.”

Mu Wan thought to herself that it made sense. Kuang Shuyu was so rich that he would surely choose a clean escort. But then she heard Kuang Ye say, “He once chatted with his friends on WeChat, saying that he liked variety in bed, and that because his sexual threshold was so high, he couldn’t get interested in anything ordinary.”

Mu Wan felt like she might just vomit. She and Kuang Xingran had once been unable to believe in Kuang Shuyu’s drastic change in temperament. But now, it seemed that it wasn’t a change in character at all. He had always been pretending. This was worse than someone who had “scumbag” written on their forehead.

Mu Wan suddenly thought of a question and looked at Kuang Ye. “If I hadn’t gone to the engagement banquet, would you have told me about Kuang Shuyu’s true nature?”

Without hesitation, Kuang Ye answered, “Of course. Even if you didn’t like me, I would still want you to live a good life.”

Mu Wan’s eyes flashed with thought. Why didn’t Kuang Ye tell her about this in her past life? It wasn’t that she doubted him, but she felt there was something odd about it.

“Jie, I’ve explained everything. Can I get up now? My knees hurt!”

Kuang Ye blinked and whined, shaking the edge of Mu Wan’s bathrobe pitifully. The robe she had just adjusted was now starting to loosen again. She quickly pulled it away from his hand.

Looking at the keyboard, now occupied by his knees, she relented and said, “Fine, you can get up.”

Kuang Ye immediately stood up, and the red imprints of the keycaps were visible on his knees, making him look pitiful.

Mu Wan said, “We’re running out of time for the flight. Take the keyboard to the front desk to check out, and when we get back, you’ll keep kneeling.”

Kuang Ye immediately howled, “Jie, I still have to kneel when we get back?”

Mu Wan replied, “Or would you prefer to kneel on the plane?”

Kuang Ye immediately surrendered, “Fine, I’ll kneel when we get back.”

The mighty ST Wild God, the most powerful jungler in the LPL, still had a little bit of an idol image to maintain.