A Woman's Heart, A Needle at the Bottom of the Sea

Lin Yuan had truly witnessed a change of face today.

One second she was all smiles, the next she was looking deeply distressed. He still had no idea what he had done to offend her.

Lin Yuan didn't dwell on it. He took a sip of water and walked directly to the balcony.

He removed the weights he was wearing, put them in a bag, and stored them away.

Then, he lay down on the sofa, intending to spend the night just like that.

Inside the room, Han Shuyu sat in a corner of the bed, the towel she was using to dry her hair discarded on the floor. She was sulking to herself.

Seeing no movement outside, she occasionally punched the quilt.

After a while, Han Shuyu stood up. Her hair was still wet, and the hairdryer was outside.

She considered opening the door to get it but hesitated.

Then she thought, This is my home, why should I be so cautious?

So, she opened the door, but still crept out on tiptoe.

As she approached the living room, she realized her stealth was completely unnecessary, as Lin Yuan was already fast asleep.

Han Shuyu looked at him sleeping soundly, which only fueled her anger.

"Sleeping, sleeping, sleeping. He can even sleep with the lights so bright. He's really Zhu Bajie reincarnated."

Han Shuyu stomped her slippers, deliberately making a slap-slap sound as she went to the coffee table to get the hairdryer.

Anyone who slept lightly would have been woken up by now.

But Lin Yuan remained unmoved, continuing his dream of conquering the world.

After getting the hairdryer, Han Shuyu prepared to return to her room. But after taking two steps, she turned back.

Her crystal-clear eyes looked at Lin Yuan, sleeping on the sofa, and a mischievous smile appeared.

Han Shuyu became cautious again. She tiptoed to the side of the sofa and squatted down, propping her chin on one hand as she looked at him.

She took out a ballpoint pen from a cabinet by the coffee table.

"Hmph, you want to sleep? I'll draw you like a pig's head today."

Han Shuyu uncapped the pen, a wicked glint in her eyes.

About five minutes later, Han Shuyu looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction. After taking a picture with her phone, she happily returned to her room.

The next day, early in the morning.

Han Shuyu woke up early. The reason she woke up so early was her anticipation of Lin Yuan's reaction when he saw his pig-like face.

But when she walked out of her room, she found the living room empty. There was no sign of Lin Yuan.

"Where is he?"

Han Shuyu immediately called out "Lin Yuan" several times, but there was no response. She checked the bathroom, but he wasn't there either.

Seeing this, Han Shuyu's heart felt empty. She walked to the sofa dejectedly and sat down, hugging a cushion.

She mumbled, "Is he angry with me?"

"I didn't do anything."

"Was I too much last night?"

"I even lost my temper at him and left him alone in the living room."

Recalling her attitude last night, a wave of guilt washed over her.

She didn't know why she had acted that way, but at the time, she didn't know why, she was just very angry.

"It's over. What if he hates me in the future?"

"Ahhhhhhh!"

"Han Shuyu, he must be angry, otherwise he wouldn't have left without saying goodbye."

Han Shuyu buried her head in the cushion. She regretted it immensely now. She swore that if she had a chance to do it again, she would never act like that.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Just as she was feeling sorry for herself, the door creaked open.

Lin Yuan looked at her yelling at the cushion and felt a bit helpless.

"Han Shuyu, what's wrong with you so early in the morning?"

As the familiar voice came, Han Shuyu was stunned for a moment, seeming to disbelieve it. Then, she slowly looked up, catching a glimpse of the doorway from the corner of her eye.

Lin Yuan! It was really him!

"You... you... where did you go?" Han Shuyu stammered.

"I was hungry, so I went down to buy breakfast."

"Did you hear anything just now? See anything?" Remembering her actions from earlier, a sense of shame immediately overwhelmed her.

"Are you talking about a woman chanting scriptures early in the morning, saying how bad she is, and asking someone not to be angry?"

"Stop! Don't say another word."

With that, she buried her head back into the pillow.

She was utterly mortified, so embarrassed she wanted the ground to swallow her whole.

Lin Yuan chuckled at her childish behavior. "Immature! I haven't even settled the score with you for drawing on my face while I was sleeping last night."

Actually, the moment she left his room last night, he had noticed. He just didn't want to disturb her "artistic" moment, and let her cool down, though he had no idea why she was upset.

"Fine, fine, I'll draw on you back, okay?"

Han Shuyu tossed the pillow aside and looked at him.

"Okay, I'll let you owe me."

At this moment, Han Shuyu's gaze shifted to the bag of breakfast Lin Yuan was holding.

"You're a decent person for remembering to bring me breakfast."

"Who said it was for you? Can't I eat it myself?"

Without another word, Han Shuyu walked over and snatched the bag from Lin Yuan's hand.

She said with a grin, "Once it enters my house, it's mine."

Lin Yuan shook his head with a smile. "Director Han, this is outright robbery of the people's livelihood. You're breaking the law you uphold. Have you no party spirit?"

"You're not 'the people'."

"Then what am I?"

"You're a scoundrel, hmph!"

"Alright, alright, hurry up and eat. I brought it for you anyway."

"Hee hee hee." Hearing that it was brought specifically for her, Han Shuyu's heart suddenly felt a little sweet.

After a quick wash, Han Shuyu and Lin Yuan sat at the dining table.

"How did you know I liked shrimp and corn cheung fun?"

"Can I say I just bought it randomly?"

"What about yours?"

"I finished it."

"No loyalty, eating ahead of me."

"Eating still won't shut you up."

"Then thank you, Lin the Scoundrel."

"You're welcome, Director Han."

"Oh, right, I haven't asked you yet. Have you thought about what you'll do now that you're back?" Han Shuyu looked at him and asked seriously.

"That's a secret."

"Tch, a secret. Why don't you take the civil service exam? Or find a job in a public institution. How about the tobacco bureau? If you want, I can have my dad..."

"Stop!"

"I have my own plans."

"Okay, okay, so you're definitely not leaving again, right?"

"Not necessarily."

Han Shuyu put down her chopsticks, a flicker of disappointment crossing her face.

"Then, if you plan to go anywhere in the future, can you tell me in advance?"

"Fine."

"And you'll keep your word."

"Han Shuyu, I've noticed you seem to care about me a bit too much. You're almost like my mom," Lin Yuan said, looking at her.

Han Shuyu's face suddenly tensed, and she quickly explained, "Don't be so narcissistic. I'm just showing concern as a friend."

"Shuyu." Lin Yuan suddenly leaned closer, their breaths mingling, making Han Shuyu's heart flutter wildly.

"You... What do you want?"

"You don't actually want to be my mom, do you?"

"Lin--Yuan--"

Han Shuyu gritted her teeth, raising her hand to deliver a complex twist to Lin Yuan's arm.

Unfortunately, Lin Yuan dodged it.

"I'm telling you, can you change this habit of twisting people?"

"No."

Han Shuyu wasn't about to give up. She immediately got up from the table, raised her hands, and lunged at Lin Yuan with flailing arms.

"Don't come near me! Men and women should not touch!"