Chapter 98: Nan Gong Yu Actually Has No…

She probably… really hasn't been ready yet.

Too fast.

She also doesn't know whether she truly longs for it or not.

After all, in the years she dated before she never engaged in overly intimate acts.

Yet Nan Gong Yu still held her from behind.

Letting her nestle in his arms.

This feeling made her feel quite safe.

She wondered if she was overthinking.

In such a short time, could she have started… to feel a slight spark for this man?

No.

No way.

Can't either.

They had agreed not to harbor hopes for romance, only to treat each other with mutual respect.

She mustn't break the rule first.

Song Huan Yan kept telling herself not to overthink, over and over.

Mutual respect means doing everything a married couple should do.

Responsibility, duty, caring for each other, providing emotional support, backing each other up.

Raising children together.

Staying together, never abandoning, sharing glory and loss.

Having everything.

Yet perhaps there is no feeling, or rather no love.

More like a kind of "kinship", a pact.

A cultivation‑style marriage, both are fine individuals; even without feeling they'd be very happy… very happy.

Song Huan Yan wanted to sleep, but… couldn't.

She couldn't help gently, quietly trying to shift her body.

Unexpectedly, the man pressed her more forcefully in his arms, his deep voice sounded, "Huan Yan, don't move."

Song Huan Yan truly didn't dare move.

But…

"Um, Lord Yu…" Song Huan Yan finally couldn't hold back, "It's a bit… hot."

Not a bit, it's scorching!

That…

Nan Gong Yu seemed to let out a low chuckle, his deep, resonant voice saying, "Just a moment. Go to sleep."

Song Huan Yan: "…"

She was almost sweating.

Is he a furnace?

Still, Song Huan Yan obeyed, so she just slept.

She, in a hazy, half‑conscious state, fell asleep peacefully.

She woke up to daylight.

Song Huan Yan felt embarrassed as soon as she opened her eyes; she had been quite stiff last night.

Now the good fellow, she was hugging Nan Gong Yu, even draping her legs over his waist.

Song Huan Yan blinked and sat up immediately.

Nan Gong Yu's voice sounded, "Awake?"

Song Huan Yan turned her gaze and saw him also getting up.

His nightgown was already a mess, half open, revealing a solid, muscular chest.

Those pectorals… so beautiful.

Song Huan Yan flushed, hurriedly got out of bed, "I'll go freshen up."

After washing up, she calmed down and left the wash area.

He slept so late last night; shouldn't he sleep a bit more today?

Song Huan Yan reached the sleeping area, about to speak, when she saw him holding a small dagger he had somehow obtained.

She was stunned as she saw him cut his own finger open.

Song Huan Yan raised an eyebrow instantly, her heart jumped, and she hurried forward, "Lord Yu, you…"

She stopped mid‑sentence.

She saw the man smear the blood droplets from his finger onto the sheets.

She immediately understood what he was doing.

Suddenly she recalled… last night, Gu Qinghe knew he had returned.

So, is this for Gu Qinghe to see?

Song Huan Yan said little else, "Where's the medicine box?"

Nan Gong Yu replied, "Under the Main Hall coffee table."

Song Huan Yan fetched the medicine box, while Nan Gong Yu had already dried the blood on his hand.

He glanced and said, "No need. It's a minor wound. Bandaging would be unnecessary."

Song Huan Yan lifted his hand, looked at it, and said, "We have to disinfect it."

Saying that, she disinfected him.

Nan Gong Yu remained silent, watching her disinfect him attentively.

On this early morning, the couple's interaction was extremely warm.

After disinfecting, Song Huan Yan gently blew on it, then looked up and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Nan Gong Yu laughed and said, "What's the big deal? I'm not a girl."

That remark made Song Huan Yan smile, and she replied, "You stayed up late last night; won't you sleep a bit longer today?"

Nan Gong Yu stood up. "No. By the way, I've arranged a Marriage Check for this morning."

Song Huan Yan raised an eyebrow slowly, then nodded immediately, "Alright."

The two ate breakfast together, then drove to the hospital for the Marriage Check.

Because they used the VIP lane, everything was swift.

The report was obtained quickly as well.

After receiving it, Song Huan Yan thought the whole procedure… how to put it.

She didn't say whether it was redundant or not.

In short, both were in good health.

However, the report contained an item about sexual experience history.

This item belonged to the questionnaire type.

The doctor asks, the examinee answers.

One may also choose not to answer.

After all, it's a very private matter.

It's just a routine procedure.

But Song Huan Yan was surprised when she saw Nan Gong Yu's entry.

Because it said: "None."

Song Huan Yan widened her eyes slightly, stared carefully for a few seconds, confirming it was truly "None."

Song Huan Yan, both startled and surprised, looked at Nan Gong Yu and, suppressing her voice, blurted, "You…"

At that point she suddenly got stuck.

But Nan Gong Yu kept looking at her, so she had to finish.

Blushing a little, she said, "You and Miss Leng…"

Nan Gong Yu replied, "She's just a little girl. Besides… at that time I was very busy. I had just moved the main battlefield abroad, extremely busy, almost no time. She mostly… spent time alone."

Song Huan Yan understood.

She also recalled that it was when Imperial Emperor was rising powerfully on the international stage.

He certainly truly had no time, nor energy or thought.

Leng Bai Wei spent most of her time domestically; the two probably maintained a long‑distance relationship.

But this topic was not appropriate to discuss further.

Song Huan Yan nodded and said nothing more.

Yet it was a bit awkward.

Because she didn't answer that questionnaire item.

So when Nan Gong Yu looked at the report, it read: "Unanswered."

However, Nan Gong Yu didn't say much, only said, "Let's go."

After speaking, he stood up.

Song Huan Yan also rose, but couldn't help asking curiously, "Lord Yu, you… really don't mind?"

Logically, the higher a man's status, the more likely he would mind, right?

Nan Gong Yu took her hand, didn't answer directly, but said, "Do you know how many overwhelmingly powerful men fought over those beauties in ancient times?"

Song Huan Yan was stunned for a moment.

In other words, even after a beauty becomes a wife, many still vie for her.

Even after several marriages, people still came in droves, eager as swallows.

Those men were either immensely powerful or heroes or warlords, certainly not ordinary.

Only the strong have the strength to say: "to seize."

Song Huan Yan pursed her lips, "Hmm, I understand."

She actually deliberately didn't answer.

She wanted to see what would happen.

Mo Yan once said: "When you approach someone, go slowly, lest you cannot see clearly."

She had already stumbled and fallen…

Nan Gong Yu added, "Moreover, you said that such matters cannot determine a woman's worth."

Song Huan Yan turned her gaze toward him.

Nan Gong Yu also looked at her, "I also want to say, it cannot determine a woman's life or death. Huan Yan, this is the twenty‑first century."

Song Huan Yan felt a warm flush inside; her usually cool face broke into a rare radiant smile, and she nodded earnestly, "Hmm!"

The body has never been a shackling cage for a woman.

Nan Gong Yu was heading to Yu Huang Group, but first escorted Song Huan Yan to the company.

Thinking of Yu Huang Group's enormity, when they reached the company entrance, Song Huan Yan felt embarrassed and said, "I'll just get off and go in myself; you should go to work too."

Nan Gong Yu retorted, "You didn't invite me in to take a look?"

Song Huan Yan's face turned red, and she said, "It's too small, and… shabby."

Actually not; her company's specifications are decent, it can be counted as a medium‑sized film‑and‑television company.

But the Yu Huang Group's headquarters alone occupies tens of thousands of mu.

"No problem." Nan Gong Yu teased, a rare jest, "President Song, don't be too modest."

Song Huan Yan wanted to cover her face a little.

In the end, Nan Gong Yu really entered the company together with her.

All the staff were stunned when they saw it, then curious, envious, looking up.

Song Huan Yan led Nan Gong Yu toward the CEO's office, saying, "It's not spacious either."

Compared with Imperial Emperor's occasional dozens‑of‑meters‑high ceilings, indeed, it felt too cramped.

Nan Gong Yu reached out and rubbed her hair, "You're just a woman, you don't need to work so hard; it's already good enough."

After escorting her to the office, Nan Gong Yu left.

It's unknown whether Leng Jian Yue received any rumors; fortunately he wasn't in her office.

As soon as Nan Gong Yu left, Sang Wan let out all kinds of screams.

Then she said, "I finally understand why on the blind‑date day you decided to elope with him! He's really… so perfect!"

Song Huan Yan laughed, nodding, "Indeed. Feels like I picked up a treasure."

Sang Wan clicked his tongue, "Yo, you call it a treasure? Did you two sleep last night?"

Song Huan Yan shook her head, "No. He… hasn't just come back."

Saying that, her face turned red.

Sang Wan chuckled, "There's something going on!"

Afterwards they kept teasing Song Huan Yan.

Song Huan Yan also spoke simply.

She also mentioned that Nan Gong Yu and Leng Bai Wei… hadn't done that thing.

Sang Wan widened his eyes in excitement, "Whoa. You didn't just pick up a treasure; this is… this is…"

Unable to find a description, Sang Wan stopped dwelling on it and changed the subject, "So… his health is fine?"

Song Huan Yan recalled his scorching look last night, shook her reddened face, and said, "No… maybe."

Sang Wan stroked his chin, "Then…?"

Song Huan Yan slightly frowned.

Sang Wan said, "Why did you have to use No Abandon on the wedding day?"

Song Huan Yan was also a bit bewildered.

Sang Wan counted on his fingers and continued, "The world's richest man, wealth that can rival a nation, handsome, healthy, and hasn't been with a woman that way. In front of you, his demeanor is really low. He's quite gentle and considerate!"

Song Huan Yan thought for a while, shook her head, "I don't know either. Maybe just said it casually?"

Sang Wan said, "Or maybe he's been secretly in love with you for a long time, loves you to the point of obsession!"

She didn't really agree with that statement.

Because she truly didn't feel it.

"Forget it. No need to ponder this," Song Huan Yan said, "It was probably just offhand."

Sang Wan nodded, "Hmm. It's also possible."

Song Huan Yan didn't know, but soon she would learn the real reason.

And that reason would make her…………

At that moment, the office door knocked.

Qin Jiao Jiao ran over.

Song Huan Yan frowned displeased, hadn't spoken yet.

Qin Jiao Jiao said, "My brother fell ill as soon as he got home last night! He's seriously sick, completely collapsed!"