A beautiful summer night

Xingjiwan Hotel is a five-star chain hotel invested by the Jiang family, who are the largest shareholders of the hotel.

And that's how Yunli acquired ownership of the best suite in the hotel.

Based on his previous experience, Jiang Baichuan had already automatically interpreted Yun Li's mention of booking a hotel room as her wanting to sleep.

She likes to sleep when she's in a bad mood.

But now that she had just returned from a small restaurant, Jiang Baichuan seemed to be in a better mood after seeing her like this.

If you're in a good mood, you probably won't want to sleep.

Jiang Baichuan's brain cells were now very abundant, and he stared at Yun Li without blinking.

His gaze was too intense; Yunli couldn't ignore his presence.

The moment their eyes met, Jiang Baichuan poured her a glass of water and handed it to her, his voice slightly deep: "Do you still want to sleep?"

"Jiang Baichuan, thank you." Yun Li's tone was full of sincerity.

Jiang Baichuan guessed what she was going to say next, so he casually replied, "Yes, you're too kind."

"I want to be by myself for a while." As expected, Yunli uttered her favorite phrase once again.

"Call me if you need anything." Jiang Baichuan stood up briskly, picked up his suit jacket and draped it over his arm. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "Don't always try to push me away, and don't deceive yourself."

"Yunli, you need me."

The room was empty, and Yunli's eyes were somewhat unfocused.

It took him a long time to admit it to himself.

Yes, it seems she really needs him.

Perhaps out of a rare moment of willfulness, or perhaps out of a desire for revenge, wanting Yun Meilan to experience this kind of unknown worry and anxiety, Yun Li turned off her phone after arriving here with Jiang Baichuan. She stared blankly for a long time before finally falling asleep on the sofa with a cushion in her arms.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark.

As soon as I turned on my phone, it was flooded with messages and calls from Yun Meilan.

There's also one by Liang Jing.

Yunli opened the chat box and read the messages Liang Jing had sent.

Liang Jing: [I was only responsible for getting your mother to the hotel; the idea was hers, it has nothing to do with me.]

Where are you? Your mom's been calling several times, but I don't have time to answer.

My mother isn't in good health. Please handle your own family matters and don't let her come to our house and spread rumors.

Her phone vibrated again; it was a new message from him: "Yunli, what on earth are you doing?"

Bullshit.

How could this be considered nonsense?

She knows exactly what she's doing.

After exiting the chat window, Yunli replied to Xia Wanzhi and Jiang Baichuan's messages of concern and sympathy one by one. She quickly tidied up and prepared to leave, only to find that her car was still parked at the Zhuoyue Hotel when she got downstairs.

Standing in the darkness, Yunli felt briefly lost.

She clearly had her own car, but it seemed like she completely forgot about it at the time, and she got into Jiang Baichuan's car in a daze.

Having no other option, she took a taxi to the Excellence Hotel to drive her car back.

When she arrived home, the house was pitch black, with only a little light coming in from outside the balcony. Yunli could vaguely see a shadow sitting blankly on the living room sofa.

With a "click," the light was switched on, and Yunli bent down to change her shoes.

Yun Meilan, sitting on the living room sofa, looked over expressionlessly: "So you still know how to come back."

Yunli didn't respond, put down her phone and keys and went to wash her hands.

"The food is still warm, come and eat." Yun Meilan brought the food heated in the microwave to the dining table.

Yunli paused for a moment, then walked over blankly and sat down facing her.

This feeling of oppression is exactly the same as when I was a child.

Yunli was numb, eating as she waited for her to speak.

Yun Meilan looked at her for a long time, wanting to scold her, but seeing her like this, she felt sorry for her, so she skipped that step and went straight to the point: "I thought you and Liang Jing were just having a fight, but I didn't expect that you had met some shady people outside."

Her tone was calm, but Yunli could sense the dissatisfaction emanating from her.

"What do you mean by 'unclean person'?" Yunli put down her chopsticks, and Mu Guang looked her in the eye. "Did Liang Jing tell you this? You believe everything he says, but you don't listen to a word I say. Who is your child, anyway?"

"What's wrong with you today? Did you eat gunpowder?" Yun Meilan slammed her hand on the table, looking at her usually gentle and lovable daughter with disbelief as she became so arrogant and aggressive.

"That's because you've never understood me." Yunli's eyes stung, and her laughter was more like a grimace. "You only like that obedient daughter who follows your every command. You never care what I like; you only care about what you like."

"That's not what I meant..."

"You're not doing that for my own good!" Yunli suddenly erupted in anger. "I'm so tired of hearing that. Please, stop manipulating me, okay?"

She was troubled by this sentence for many years.

She imprisoned him in a dark cage by her words, "It's for your own good" and "I raised you with so much hardship."

Yun Meilan didn't say anything.

She was actually concerned about Yunli's series of reactions and the things she said today.

She reflected on whether she had pushed Yunli too hard.

But the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Yunli's unusual behavior today was due to instigation and influence from others.

Her daughter has always been obedient.

She firmly believed this.

"How long has that man been bothering you?" Yun Meilan didn't answer Yun Li, but changed the subject, her attitude involuntarily becoming assertive again.

Yunli was not surprised by the question she asked.

"Not long, about three months." Yun Li looked directly into her eyes and corrected her, "It's not 'clinging,' it's 'pursuing.'"

"Knowing you have a boyfriend, he still pursued you!" Yun Meilan slammed her hand on the table and raised her voice, "You actually like someone with such low manners?"

“Yeah, I like it just the way he is.” Yunli leaned back, giving up on herself, “I just like his lack of manners.”

"You..." Yun Meilan covered her face in anger, pointing directly at her, "What will Liang Jing think of you!"

"I don't care what he thinks of me." Yunli didn't want to argue with her anymore. She stood up and looked down at her with a bitter smile. "Mom, you probably don't know, but Liang Jing is practically your own son."

Back in her room, Yun Li heard the sound of glasses being smashed in the living room. She sat quietly for a while, then called Liang Jing: "Come to my house."

Liang Jing said impatiently, "It's so late, what are you trying to do now?"

"If you don't want me to cause trouble at your house, then come over here." Yun Li's tone was icy.

Liang Jing, feeling as if his lifeblood was being held hostage, prepared to leave: "You'd better have something important to do."

Since Yunli exposed his pretense during their last argument, he no longer pretends at all.