Meeting you in autumn

Upon hearing this, Chen Fang revealed a barely perceptible smile, then deliberately teased, "Staying at my place will cost you money, you know!"

However, Shen Jia did not respond to him. Chen Fang looked closely and realized that Shen Jia had fallen into a deep sleep.

Helpless, he slowly leaned towards Shen Jia, carefully reaching out to help her fasten her seatbelt.

Chen Fang's movements were gentle and delicate, as if he were protecting a precious treasure.

His fingers gently brushed through Shen Jia's hair, feeling the silky smooth texture.

After fastening his seatbelt, he gazed quietly at Shen Jia's sleeping face, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

Finally, Chen Fang sighed softly, started the car, and slowly drove towards Xingyu North District...

On the other side, Jing Yi carefully picked up Guan Yu, who was already unconscious from the bar, and walked steadily and quickly toward the car parked by the roadside.

He gently placed Guan Yu on the passenger seat, carefully fastened her seatbelt, then got into the driver's seat himself, started the car, and slowly drove away.

The car drove smoothly on the road and finally came to a slow stop in front of Xinxin Villa.

Jing Yi opened the car door, gently picked up Guan Yu again, and walked firmly toward the villa gate.

Upon entering the living room, bright lights instantly illuminated the entire space, the intense light shining directly onto Guan Yu's tightly closed eyes.

Perhaps it was the sudden bright light that stimulated her, gradually bringing her back to consciousness.

When she realized she was in the arms of a strange man, a wave of panic and unease washed over her, and she began to struggle desperately: "Ugh~ Let me go!"

Upon hearing her cries, Jing Yi did not forcibly stop her, but instead released her hands as she requested.

Losing her support, Guan Yu suddenly lost her footing and staggered forward a few steps, feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

She struggled to steady herself, composed herself, and looked up at the man in front of her, asking with a bewildered expression, "Who are you?"

Upon hearing this, Jing Yi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile: "Heh~ You don't even recognize me?"

His deep eyes were fixed on Guan Yu, as if trying to see through her innermost thoughts.

However, Guan Yu had no time to pay attention to what Jing Yi was saying. All she could think about was escaping this frightening and unfamiliar place as soon as possible.

So, despite her discomfort, she stumbled and turned to walk towards the door.

But before she could go far, Jing Yi rushed forward and wrapped his arms tightly around her.

No matter how hard Guan Yu resisted, Jing Yi remained unmoved, simply picking her up horizontally and striding upstairs to the master bedroom.

Upon entering the room, Jing Yi unhesitatingly threw Guan Yu, whom he was holding, onto the soft bed, and then pounced on her like a hungry tiger...

Just then, Guan Yu seemed to be struck by a mysterious force, and his consciousness suddenly became clearer.

Her eyes widened, her face filled with terror and shame, as she used all her strength to try to push away Jing Yi who was pressing down on her.

However, Jing Yi's iron-like arms held her firmly in place, making it impossible for her to escape this suffocating restraint.

Jing Yi's burning lips kissed Guan Yu without any restraint, and she could only passively endure this sudden insult that she perceived as an insult.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down her pale cheeks, sliding from the corners of her eyes.

Guan Yu was filled with despair and helplessness. She felt like a fallen leaf, adrift in a storm, with no support and at the mercy of others.

Finally, Jing Yi seemed to notice Guan Yu's unusual reaction, and he stood up in annoyance as if waking from a dream.

Guan Yu, having gained her freedom, was like a frightened little bird, quickly huddling in a corner of the room.

She hugged her knees tightly, buried her head in her arms, and burst into tears.

The sound of crying echoed throughout the room, heartbreaking to hear.

Seeing this, Jing Yi felt heartbroken and quickly stepped forward, wanting to embrace Guan Yu and comfort her.

But the moment he touched Guan Yu's body, Guan Yu involuntarily trembled and screamed hysterically, "Get away! Don't touch me!!"

Before she could finish speaking, she seemed to have completely lost control, grabbing everything within reach and throwing it at Jing Yi without a second thought.

Without hesitation, Jing Yi rushed forward, hugged Guan Yu tightly, and whispered in her ear, "Ayu, it's me, Jing Yi, Ayi."

Upon hearing this, Guan Yu's body froze instantly, and her wildly waving hands slowly stopped.

She raised her tear-filled eyes to look at the familiar yet unfamiliar man before her, her face full of grievance, her lips trembling slightly. After a long while, she choked out, "Ah Yi~"

As soon as she finished speaking, Guan Yu could no longer suppress the surging emotions in her heart. She threw herself into Jing Yi's arms and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.

At this moment, her tense nerves finally relaxed completely, and she felt as if she had found a safe haven, fully enjoying the sense of security brought by Jing Yi's warm and generous embrace.

Jing Yi gently patted her back, murmuring words of comfort. The two embraced, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Before long, Guan Yu had fallen asleep.

"Guan Yu?" Jing Yi called out, but the person in his arms did not respond. Looking down, he realized that she had already fallen asleep.

So he carefully placed it on the bed and covered it with a blanket.

Just then, Guan Yu's phone suddenly rang loudly, breaking the original tranquility of the room.

Jing Yi reacted quickly, grabbing the phone and scanning the screen. When he saw "Brother Shen Chen" on the caller ID, his face instantly darkened.

He turned his head slightly, glanced at the sleeping Guan Yu, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, and then walked quickly out of the room without saying a word to answer the phone.

Jing Yi hurried into the living room, took a deep breath, and slowly pressed the answer button.

In an instant, a hurried and anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiaoyu, where are you? I'm coming to pick you up!"

The sound was like a thunderclap, exploding in Jing Yi's ears.

However, despite such an urgent inquiry, Jing Yi acted as if he hadn't heard it and showed no intention of responding.

He simply walked to the sofa with a blank expression, sat down, leaned back slightly, put his phone to his ear, and listened quietly to every word coming from the other end of the line.

Time ticked by, and seeing that he still received no response, Shen Chen's anxiety grew stronger. He raised his voice again and called out, "Xiaoyu, are you listening?"

The worry and unease in his voice seemed to travel through the telephone line to Jing Yi.

Finally, after a long silence, Jing Yi coldly spoke: "I am Jing Yi."

These four short words seem to carry endless chill, making one feel a cold air rushing towards them.

At the same time, his face remained as cold as ice, devoid of any warmth.