Kuang Ye fell silent. He grabbed Mu Wan’s hand.

“Wan wan, I didn’t mean to hide this from you.”
“It’s just that… I didn’t think it was necessary to say.”

Mu Wan found it absurd. She pulled her hand out of his and spoke in an unusually cold tone.
“I’m your fiancée, the person you’re supposed to spend your life with. Your hand was injured so badly, and you actually tell me it’s unnecessary to tell me?”
“Kuang Ye, is there even room for me in the future you’ve planned?”

Kuang Ye’s heart tightened, and a hint of pain flashed in his eyes. His voice was hoarse.
“Yes, of course there is.”
“How could my future not have you?”
“I just… don’t want to appear so useless and helpless in front of you.”
“My biological parents never liked me, my foster father is such a scoundrel, and now even the one thing I was proud of—my career—has suffered a devastating blow because of my old wrist injury.”
“Wan wan, I can endure being mocked or ridiculed by anyone, but I don’t want you to see me as weak and powerless.”

His pride wouldn’t allow him to show such vulnerability. His inner emptiness would only expand. The more he interacted with Mu Wan, the more he could feel the gap between them. Occasionally, feelings of pessimism flashed in his mind. Was being with Wanwan really the right thing to do for her? Could he make her happy? Would they really be together forever?

“Kuang Ye, what would happen if I lost my hand?”

Suddenly, a thunderous shock went off in his ears. Kuang Ye looked up in alarm, his gaze filled with near panic. His voice wavered.
“Wan wan, how could you lose your hand? You’re a musician, you still need your hands to play the violin. How could you not have hands?”
“If your hand is hurt, let’s go to the hospital. We’ll go to the hospital right now.”

His expression went pale. It was more terrifying to him than the thought of his own hand being incapable of performing high-intensity training.

Mu Wan gripped his wrist, and her eyes unknowingly filled with tears.
“Kuang Ye, what you’re feeling now is what I feel.”
“We both know what our hands mean to each other.”
“You don’t want to seem weak in front of me, you have your pride and dignity. But do you know how painful it is for me to suddenly learn this?”
“I’ll wonder if I’m really just untrustworthy.”
“We’re supposed to be the closest of lovers. We should be each other’s support, but my lover doesn’t need me.”

Kuang Ye’s self-imposed pride and detachment had caused a gap between them, one he wasn’t sure how to bridge. Mu Wan’s voice broke, almost cruelly.
“If you only see me as someone who saved you, then we…”
Mu Wan’s voice choked, her words sharp and painful.
“We can’t go on.”

Kuang Ye’s mind felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, leaving him blank and rigid. Was Mu Wan breaking up with him?

“No, Wan wan!”
Transparent tears fell from his eyes first. Kuang Ye embraced Mu Wan and kissed her desperately, without any plan, just a frantic urgency. Mu Wan resisted, but he caught her soft tongue, pulling her into a kiss that left no room for escape.

The fear of losing Mu Wan instantly cleared all his confused thoughts. He just wanted to feel her presence with him, desperately.

Mu Wan hadn’t really thought about breaking up. She just wanted to provoke Kuang Ye a little, make him realize he could no longer hide important things from her. But she didn’t expect him to kiss her so suddenly. As she tried to push him away to talk things out, she tasted the salt of his tears from the corner of her mouth.

Her heart softened at once. Forget it. Nothing in a relationship can’t be solved in bed.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and began to respond passionately.

Kuang Ye paused for a moment. Then a look of resolve flashed across his face. His hand slid up under her shirt, and he leaned down to unbutton the chiffon blouse on her back…

Mu Wan didn’t resist his actions, but then she remembered this wasn’t their apartment and that her parents were at home. In a breathy voice, she whispered to him,
“Lock… lock the door…”

Usually, her parents and brother wouldn’t enter her room without knocking, but what if they did?

“Okay! Hug me!”

Kuang Ye’s voice was hoarse and restrained, his hands cupping Mu Wan’s hips as he walked towards the door.

Mu Wan: !!!

She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs tightening around his sturdy waist.

Click.

The door locked.

Kuang Ye kissed Mu Wan’s collarbone, gently biting it, his eyes filled with lust.

“Jiejie, you’re doing great.”

After Mu Wan fell back onto the bed, Kuang Ye quickly pressed his body down on hers.

They kissed passionately, their clothes unconsciously falling to different corners of the bed.

Just as they were about to go all the way.

Mu Wan suddenly remembered something.

“There’s no, uhm, condom.”

She didn’t want to have a child so young.

But Kuang Ye reached into his pocket and pulled out one.

Mu Wan was stunned, her shimmering eyes widening.

“How did you…”

Who carries a condom on them?

Kuang Ye tore it open with his teeth.

“The luggage I brought to the villa is the same one I brought to the hotel.”

He had put one in the pocket of every piece of clothing, just in case. After all, when a couple goes out to play, it’s inevitable that things might get heated…

Mu Wan: “…”

Suddenly, her face flushed red, and she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. Soon, she had no time to think anymore.

Because the curtains were so good at blocking out light, even in the daytime, the room was dark.

But this did not eliminate the shame of two people making love in broad daylight.

Their bodies intertwined.

Countless gasps and moan were suppressed and they also shared their passionate love through murmuring sweet words to each others ear.

Compared to their unrestrained passion in the apartment, this time was even more stimulating…