In the early morning of President Suite, the sun shines through the gaps in the thick curtains, casting golden spots on the carpet.
Shen Zhiyi woke up with a slight soreness. Her body seemed to have been reassembled. The strangeness coming from certain places made her blush instantly, and her memories came back like a flood.
She moved a little, then couldn't help but take a breath and frowned slightly.
Last night, Zhao Chen had her first pregnancy, although she was extremely gentle later on, but her initial recklessness and subsequent uncontrollable love still left obvious traces on this young body.
"Are you awake?"
A deep voice came from beside him. Zhao Chen had woken up and was looking at her with his head tilted sideways, with a satisfied softness and a trace of imperceptible apology in his eyes.
He reached out and gently rubbed her waist, "Does it hurt?"
Shen Zhiyi buried his face into the pillow, only his red ears were exposed, and his voice was muffled:
"Well... it's all your fault."
This complaint has no force, but seems like coquettishness.
Zhao Chen smiled lowly and pulled her into his arms, including the quilt. "My bad. Be careful next time."
"Next time..." Shen Zhiyi muttered softly, then nuzzled into his arms and found a comfortable position.
After a while, she remembered the real problem and said distressedly:
"How can I go back to the dormitory like this? I can't even walk right. They'll know it as soon as they see it... They're going to laugh at me to death."
Zhao Chen thought for a while:
"Why don't you rest here for another day? I'll have someone bring you clothes and food."
"No!" Shen Zhiyi immediately shook his head, his face even redder.
"Staying out all night is outrageous enough. If I don't go back for two consecutive nights...Xiaowen, they can 'interrogate' me until graduation! I don't want to see anyone anymore..."
Seeing her shy and anxious look, Zhao Chen thought it was so cute and kissed the top of her hair:
"Then lie down for a while. When you feel better at noon, I will take you back."
In the end, Shen Zhiyi lingered in the hotel until the afternoon, feeling that her physical discomfort had eased, and then she forced herself to calm down and let Zhao Chen take her back to Zhengfa University.
Before getting off the car, Zhao Chen pulled her and gently placed a prepared document bag in her hand, which contained the already prepared Hong Kong account information and some brief operation instructions.
"Don't forget about business." He whispered.
Shen Zhiyi held the document bag tightly and nodded vigorously, feeling heavy in his heart but full of warmth.
After watching Zhao Chen's car leave, she sneaked back to 412 Dorm like a thief.
Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, three eyes came over him like searchlights.
"Hey, our 'Night Stayer' is back?"
Zhou Xiaowen was the first to jump up and wink,
"Let me see, tsk tsk, this cheerful face... To tell you the truth, where did you go to 'discuss life' last night?"
Li Jing pursed his lips and smiled, while Chen Shuhua pushed up his glasses, with a calm look of "I knew it a long time ago."
Shen Zhiyi already had a guilty conscience. Being surrounded like this, his defense collapsed instantly and he begged for mercy with a red face.
After being "tortured" by her roommates (mainly Zhou Xiaowen's tickling attack), she finally "confessed" hesitantly.
"Really... really?"
Zhou Xiaowen's eyes were wide open, excited and curious, and he lowered his voice and asked more private questions,
"Then... how does it feel? Is he... powerful? How many times have you done it? How long does it take?"
"Zhou Xiaowen!"
Shen Zhiyi and Li Jing shouted in embarrassment at the same time, and Chen Shuhua also shook his head helplessly.
The bedroom suddenly burst into laughter and pillows were flying around.
In the end, after Shen Zhiyi promised to "let's talk next time" (although she didn't know if there was a next time) and agreed to treat the whole dormitory to a big dinner, the "criticism meeting" ended in fun.
Shen Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, but felt strangely calm in her heart, as if after this experience, her relationship with Zhao Chen had received some kind of witness and recognition from her close friend.
Meanwhile, Zhao Chen returned to the Villa.
When he entered the password and pushed open the door, Su Wantang was walking from Living Room, as if he happened to pass by, and as if he was waiting for a song.
She wore a homely cotton dress with a thin cardigan, her long hair draped smoothly over her shoulders, and her face with the same gentle smile as always.
"Back." Her voice was soft, but her eyes fell on his face for the first time. Then, those eyes that were always as calm as water dimmed almost imperceptibly.
The faint blue-black color under her eyes and the slight bloodshot streaks in her pupils could not escape Zhao Chen's eyes.
Zhao Chen's heart seemed to be stabbed lightly by something.
Of course he knew that he didn't come back last night, so he only sent a brief message saying "I have something to do and I won't be home".
With Su Wantang's intelligence, how could he not guess where he went, who he was with, and what happened.
She is open-minded and understanding, and may even have anticipated this day, but this does not mean that she will not be sad.
A complex emotion surged into his heart, mixed with guilt, heartache, and a trace of bondage that even he couldn't figure out.
He put down the car keys, without hesitation, took a step forward, opened his arms and gently embraced Su Wantang in his arms.
"Wantang,"
His voice was low, close to her ear, "I'm sorry."
This sentence came out of his mouth, and he didn't even know why he was apologizing.
He and Shen Zhiyi were honest lovers, and whatever happened happened naturally. He did not emotionally betray or deceive Su Wantang.