Chen Nan shook his head, "I don't understand!"
"Why?" Yan Wushuang's eyes held a hint of melancholy, which, combined with her stunning beauty, made her look incredibly pitiable.
She pretended to sob, her voice full of grievance, "You said before that if I figured things out, you'd book a hotel room and wait for me after a shower. Why are you going back on your word now?"
Chen Nan maintained his aloof demeanor, "I agreed to attend the banquet with you to repay a favor. If we were to become intimate tonight, the nature of our relationship would change."
"Even if you didn't say it, I would have assumed it was repayment through intimacy."
Yan Wushuang was stunned.
What was he even talking about!
"Fine, fine, fine, we'll just have a meal and watch a movie, that's acceptable, right?" As she spoke, she waved her hand behind her back at Li Ping'an, then drove off in her Rolls-Royce Cullinan, disappearing from Zelin Mountain Villa.
"Fifth Master, isn't Miss Nine being a bit excessive? After all, that's the Old Ancestor. To be so frivolous in front of the Old Ancestor, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it insubordination!"
Watching the taillights of the luxury car recede, Qian Kun, standing beside Li Ping'an, couldn't help but ask.
Li Ping'an's face was full of envy, "Not everyone has the right to be so frivolous in front of the Old Ancestor. This woman is about to soar to the heavens and become a phoenix!"
The Eight Outer Sects had many disciples, and there had been instances of men and women with unequal seniority developing feelings for each other, and no one stopped them.
But there was one condition: if the two wished to be together, one of them had to withdraw from the Eight Outer Sects.
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Yan Wushuang couldn't help but glance at Chen Nan, "Don't you want to know my identity, and the identities of the people attending the banquet today?"
Chen Nan pouted, "What does it matter to me who you are?"
Yan Wushuang was speechless.
Undeniably.
No one had ever dared to speak to her in such a tone.
But it was also undeniable that she enjoyed Chen Nan's indifferent attitude towards her.
As for whether she had masochistic tendencies, she didn't know.
Yan Wushuang suddenly asked, "By the way, I have a question for you. If we don't part ways tonight, won't your favor still be unsettled?"
Chen Nan looked at her, "What are you planning now?"
Yan Wushuang smiled brightly, "It's nothing much, just that there are many things I've wanted to do but haven't done, and I want you to accompany me in completing them."
Chen Nan replied, "The steering wheel is in your hands anyway, you decide where we go."
Yan Wushuang was overjoyed and then said, "You know, you're not that old, why are you so melancholic? Can't you be a little more cheerful?"
"It's not that I want to say it, but with your cold demeanor, you'll definitely not find a wife in the future."
Chen Nan rubbed his nose, "Am I cold?"
Yan Wushuang scoffed, "That's very obvious!"
"It's mainly that we're not familiar with each other!"
Chen Nan said casually, but a sense of unease began to stir within him.
The end of cultivation was immortality.
And to become an immortal, one needed to forget emotions and desires.
But once one embarked on the path of cultivation, their temperament would undergo earth-shattering changes.
Upon reflection.
There were fewer and fewer things that could make him angry or happy now.
This was a bad sign!
"I'd love to be open with you, but who's to blame if you're unwilling?" Yan Wushuang didn't hide her inner resentment.
Fortunately, she knew Chen Nan wasn't an ordinary person, otherwise, she would have doubted her own charm.
Then, as if thinking of something, she gave Chen Nan a knowing look, "Don't tell me you have a problem in that area?"
Chen Nan looked displeased, "Remember what you just said. One day, you will suffer and be tormented because of it."
Yan Wushuang's lips curled playfully, "Let's pull the car over. Isn't now a good time?"
Chen Nan's lips twitched. He suppressed his annoyance and said, "Don't push my limits, okay?"
"So unromantic!"
Yan Wushuang rolled her eyes at him, then drove him to a cinema. The two of them, like any ordinary couple, shared a large bucket of popcorn and two cups of cola as they watched a movie.
After the movie ended, Yan Wushuang drove again, this time to Silver Moon Lake, about thirty miles from Jizhou, where there were many lakeside restaurants open twenty-four hours a day.
Enjoying the cool night breeze on a flower boat, savoring delicious lake delicacies, it was truly a moment of pure bliss.
Night deepened.
The lights along the shore had all been extinguished.
But on the lake, a flower boat drifted with the wind.
On the deck.
Yan Wushuang, slightly tipsy, gazed up at the night sky, a childlike smile on her face, "The starry sky today is truly beautiful." She then looked at Chen Nan, her eyes filled with adoration, "It's even more beautiful because of you!"
Chen Nan wanted to cry but had no tears. He had only been in prison for three years, and women outside had become this proactive?
Suddenly.
A hint of sadness crossed her face, "I really wish time could stand still, or slow down, so we could spend more time together."
Chen Nan picked up her phone and dialed his own number, "If you need anything in the future, you can call me."
Although Yan Wushuang was a few years older than him, approaching thirty.
For Chen Nan, being with her allowed him to feel very relaxed.
And besides... was thirty years old that old?
Wasn't that first-tier actress Reba also thirty?
Yan Wushuang's momentary daze was followed by a charming smile, "Tonight, I forced you to wear a suit, forced you to watch an art-house film with me, and forced you to eat river delicacies here. These are all things you dislike, you should be annoyed with me, but why are you still giving me your contact information?"
Chen Nan responded, "Then should I delete the call log?"
"No, no, no." Yan Wushuang snatched the phone back, preventing Chen Nan from deleting his number. She then saved it to her phone, nicknaming him... "My Sweetheart."
Chen Nan shivered. That nickname... was a bit too saccharine!
After saving the number, Yan Wushuang happily put her phone away, "Chen Nan, I don't know what happened to you, and even if I wanted to know, you probably wouldn't tell me."
Chen Nan nodded slightly, "You're right."
Yan Wushuang had long grown accustomed to Chen Nan's indifferent attitude and didn't take it to heart. She continued, "But I want to tell you something: life is short, enjoy it while you can!"
"No matter how much money or status you have, it can't compare to simple happiness."
"Although happiness without money is cheap, that kind of happiness is more moving!"
"Actually, I really want to be an ordinary person."
"Even though I have wealth, beauty, and a figure that many people can't achieve in a lifetime, those aren't what I desire."
Chen Nan frowned, "You've only had a few drinks and you're already contemplating life? How about you switch to beer!"
Yan Wushuang's sorrowful eyes regained their brightness. Although Chen Nan's words were hurtful, he had preserved her last shred of dignity.
If he hadn't interrupted her, she would have definitely spoken about the unfortunate experiences she had endured.
Thinking of this, her favorable impression of Chen Nan increased.
This man, despite his cold demeanor and arrogance, had very high emotional intelligence.
If she were to be with him, it would probably be very comfortable.