bestfiction Chapter 739 Self-Brainwashing
Chapter 739 Self-Brainwashing
Zhou Yi comforted herself, and her heart gradually calmed down.
She turned on the tap to wash up and took a towel to wipe her face.
However, when she looked at herself in the mirror, three buttons of her collar were undone, and the collar was askew, revealing her collarbone.
And on her collarbone, there was a redness that had disappeared in the morning.
Zhou Yi froze, then pulled open her collar, revealing a large, red patch that spread from her collarbone down to her shoulder, and even downwards...
Her heart pounded loudly and rapidly in her chest, and images flashed before Zhou Yi's eyes once again.
These were scenes she hadn't paid attention to before, but now, looking back, they...
She closed her eyes and shook her head.
No, no.
She was overthinking it. Her skin might have rubbed against something, perhaps because of the previous kiss, or because her husband was holding her very tightly, causing friction.
It's nothing else.
Yes, that's right.
Shaking off the unbelievable thought in her mind, Zhou Yi lowered her head and continued washing her face with cold water to clear her chaotic thoughts.
Don't overthink it, she trusts her husband.
The gentleman is a good person; he would never do anything bad.
Self-hypnosis was very effective for Zhou Yi, and she quickly washed up and got herself ready.
Looking at her face, which was still flushed no matter what she did, she patted her cheeks and then gave herself a natural smile.
It's alright, we'll be fine once we get to Yunzhou City.
They will soon arrive in Yunzhou City.
Looking out the window, countless lights illuminate the night sky.
She looked down at the tiny city below, its lights turning into countless stars, converging into a vast, breathtaking spectacle.
Looking at the scenery, the unease in her heart gradually subsided, and her heartbeat calmed down.
She looked away and stared at the frosted glass door.
That tall figure was no longer visible outside; the gentleman must have gone out.
Zhou Yi took a deep breath, then smiled and opened the door to go out.
There was no one in the room, but a sumptuous and nutritious dinner was laid out on the dining table, and the mess on the bed had been tidied up, clean and neat.
What happened before seems to have never happened.
Zhou Yi stood at the door, staring at the two-meter-wide bed, somewhat stunned, her heart pounding uncontrollably.
However, she quickly shook her head, banishing the image from her mind, looking at the dinner on the table, then around, and finally at the closed door.
The gentleman should have gone out.
He went out to make a phone call; he had a lot of work to do.
They were out sightseeing these past few days, and he didn't go to the company, but occasionally someone would deliver documents to him, and he received an unusually large number of phone calls.
She often saw him making and receiving phone calls.
It should be the same now.
Zhou Yi quietly came out and picked up the phone that was on the bedside table.
The screen lit up, and the clear time was displayed in my eyes.
8:20.
They are almost at Yunzhou City.
After boarding the plane, the flight attendant told us that the exact arrival time in Yunzhou City was nine o'clock.
Forty minutes left.
It will be soon.
Zhou Yi looked at the closed door again, then at the dinner on the table, and then prepared to leave.
She wondered if her husband had had dinner, and she hadn't seen Yu Yu for several hours, wondering if Yu Yu had looked for her.
After taking down her phone, Zhou Yi, with a seemingly normal expression, prepared to leave.
However, just as she took a step, the door clicked open.
Zhou Yi stopped in her tracks abruptly, her eyes wide as she stared at the person entering from outside.
Wenren Chen held his phone in one hand and gripped the doorknob with the other. As the door opened, he looked inside.
Then, the footsteps stopped.
Before, during the day, both of them were fine and everything was normal.
But at this moment, their eyes met, and something had changed.
A silent, imperceptible change.
The atmosphere was quiet.
Wenren Chen looked at the person in the room. Her thick hair was all tied up, revealing her flushed face. All the buttons on her shirt were fastened, covering the marks that made people blush and their hearts race.
She stood there, holding her phone, her body stiff, her face shifting from stunned to flustered, confused, and helpless.
Wenren Chen stared at her, walked in with steady steps, and closed the door.
"Click".
Upon hearing this sound, Zhou Yi's heart leaped into her throat, and she felt a sudden chill run down her spine, filled with fear.
It was as if she had entered a wolf's den, and now the wolf king of this den was watching her intently.
He could devour her at any moment.
Wenren Chen looked at the girl who was frightened for a moment, and he walked steadily toward her. Zhou Yi took a step back subconsciously.
He approached step by step, and she retreated step by step until she reached the bedside table, where she had nowhere left to retreat.
Zhou Yi turned her head and saw the bedside table behind her. Her fingers frantically grabbed the bedside table, her eyes trembling as she looked at the person getting closer and closer to her: "Sir...sir..."
Her voice trembled uncontrollably, but she tried her best to remain calm.
But facing those deep, frightening eyes, countless images flashed before her eyes.
She seemed unable to calm down.
Gradually, her eyes reddened.
Like a terrified little rabbit, it huddled in a corner, shrinking back and trembling.
Seeing her like this, Wenren Chen stopped in his tracks.
He stopped a step in front of her and didn't go any further.
When Zhou saw him stop, his fear was finally somewhat relieved.
Her lips parted as she looked at his exquisitely sculpted face, met his terrifying gaze, then turned her head away to look elsewhere, finally regaining her senses.
She said in a trembling voice, "Sir, have you...have you had dinner?"
Her fingers gripped the bedside table tightly, and she held her phone firmly, as if it were her lifeline that she couldn't let go of.
Wenren Chen stared into her trembling eyes, at her evasiveness, and said, "No."
His voice was normal, sounding very steady and just like usual.
On the contrary, she is abnormal.
Realizing her mistake, Zhou Yi frowned, looked at him, then lowered her head and said, "Sir, we...we're having dinner."
She and her husband had a contractual relationship, and everything he did was for his family and his loved ones.
The gentleman meant no other than that.
The man had helped her a lot and saved her grandmother; he was her savior, and she couldn't let her mind wander to him.
We shouldn't think of our husbands as bad people.
Besides, her husband is so outstanding. If he wanted to live a life of eating, drinking, and having fun like those rich people on TV, he wouldn't have chosen her.
The gentleman has many choices.
Yes, the gentleman has too many choices and won't choose her.
She shouldn't overthink things; all she needs to do is fulfill the terms of the agreement, help her husband, and repay him.
As she repeatedly told herself about Wenren Chen's help to her, what she should do, and her identity, Zhou Yi's trembling gradually subsided.
She gripped her phone tightly, trying to keep her eyes steady as she looked at him.
Wenren Chen watched the changes in her expression—fear, doubt, hesitation—as she tried to convince him that everything she did to her was normal.
She was unwilling to accept the most unlikely possibility.
Wenren Chen stepped forward.