Chapter 266: Chapter 248: I Don’t Have Such Strong Willpower_2
Shang Ruyi walked over and softly said, "You’re not sleeping?"
"..."
Yu Wenye didn’t immediately answer her and remained silent for a long time. Shang Ruyi even wondered if she spoke too softly and he didn’t hear it. Just as she was about to repeat herself, she heard him say in a low voice, "I’ll sleep after a while."
"...Oh."
Thinking back, what Yu Wenquan instructed in the study just now was indeed too important. It was not only a matter of life and death but also concerned the entire Yuwen Family and even the future of related families, so it had to be handled with care.
However, Shang Ruyi watched his eyes looking at the map, and for a long time, they didn’t move.
His eyes seemed a bit dazed as well.
Unsure of where he was actually looking.
Truth be told, during these days, she didn’t have much time for a good sleep either. At this moment, she was also very tired, but since Yu Wenye wasn’t sleeping, she had trouble falling asleep as well. She could only silently walk to the bedside, sit down, and instinctively touch her wrist where he had just held. It seemed there still lingered his warmth and breath, but she didn’t expect him to let go so quickly.
As she looked at his handsome side profile again, she didn’t know why, but his brow was furrowed deeply.
Shang Ruyi felt drowsy but didn’t want to sleep, so she just dropped her eyelids and murmured, "Why are you unhappy?"
This voice was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.
Yet the room immediately resounded with his sharp response: "Who’s unhappy!?"
This answer startled Shang Ruyi awake. She opened her eyes wide and saw that Yu Wenye had already turned his head to look at her, and under the candlelight, his face clearly bore anger.
What’s wrong?
Why didn’t he answer immediately when asked before, but this question he answered so quickly?
It seemed like he had been waiting for it.
Shang Ruyi was at a bit of a loss. Looking at Yu Wenye glaring at her, she faintly sensed something but was still somewhat muddled due to excessive fatigue. She could only get up, walk over slowly, and after thinking about it, sat across from Yu Wenye, looking at him seriously.
After a long pause, she asked, "Are you really angry?"
Yu Wenye squinted his eyes slightly.
As if he would be rude to her if she said he was angry again.
But Shang Ruyi couldn’t smell the dangerous aura emanating from him at this moment. She could only once again conclude that he was really angry and thought for a while before saying, "Why?"
Just a moment ago, everything seemed fine.
Yu Wenye gritted his teeth.
He suddenly reached out a big hand toward her.
Only at this moment did Shang Ruyi feel a sense of impending danger. She instinctively closed her eyes, but after a while, nothing seemed to happen to her. Then she slowly opened her eyes again.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she was startled.
Because her hand had been grabbed by Yu Wenye.
No, to be precise, it was her little fingertip being pinched by Yu Wenye’s two fingers.
Shang Ruyi immediately became tense.
But at this time, Yu Wenye’s face no longer showed anger, and instead, there was a hint of softness in his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Still no feeling at all?"
Shang Ruyi, still unsettled, just shook her head, "It’s been many years, it won’t recover."
Yu Wenye looked at her and asked, "Why was your little finger broken, why does it have no feeling?"
Shang Ruyi paused, instinctively wanting to answer, yet before she could speak, Yu Wenye continued, "Why do you... have so much past?"
"..."
"How much more on you is there that others don’t know about?"
"..."
Seeing that he wasn’t pressing her but seemed eager to know everything, Shang Ruyi suddenly understood—he wasn’t really asking about this.
He was just using her finger to ask, asking about the things she was hiding from him, asking about all the secrets on her... perhaps even including why she broke off the engagement and then married him.
Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi’s heart skipped a beat.
On that wedding night when he found out about her fingertip’s lack of feeling, Shang Ruyi told him the reason but not the truth behind it, just saying—it was the past, not a secret, implying that if he asked, she would tell him.
At that time, he was completely uninterested and didn’t ask any more questions.
Now, however, he was asking, and asking so many questions.
Shang Ruyi suddenly felt a bit joyful. Looking at him through the flickering candlelight on the table, she softly said, "Do you want to know? But it’s not time yet."
"When will it be?"
"...Only a few days until a month passes."
After saying this, her face blushed first.
Yu Wenye paused for a moment and immediately understood too. His face didn’t blush, but his body felt hot. This sentence was like a spark that immediately ignited the heat he had been deliberately suppressing. In an instant, his breath became scorching.
Looking at the blush on her cheeks before him, he couldn’t help but reach out his hand.
Yet rationality held him back just before the touch, and he hesitated for a moment before putting his hand down.
He suddenly said, "Then why don’t you go to sleep quickly?"
Shang Ruyi didn’t know why he suddenly urged her to go to sleep, but at that time, it was indeed time to rest. She hurriedly bowed her head, got up, and Yu Wenye also stood up.
But he turned around and walked towards his own bed.
Shang Ruyi instinctively said, "Hey—?"
Are they still going to sleep in separate beds now?
Yu Wenye’s footsteps immediately stopped.
His broad shoulders were slightly stiff, and after a long while, he turned around, looked at her, and with a hint of fire in his usually stern eyes, he whispered, "I don’t have that strong of willpower."
"..."
"Also, not that much energy now..."
"..."
"Be good, go back to sleep."
"...!"
Shang Ruyi immediately understood his meaning. Her blush had not yet faded, and now even the tips of her ears turned red. She lowered her head, just replied with a sound, and hastily turned back to her bed to lie down.
Thinking for a moment, she also pulled up the quilt to cover her face.
Seeing her shy look, a faint smile appeared on Yu Wenye’s face. Then he clenched his fist, suppressing his inner turmoil, and slowly turned back to his bed and lay down.
The night settled quietly into silence.