Chapter 378: You

Seeing this silver dollar, the boss's eyes lit up.

Not to mention four days, you could stay half a month.

These days, silver dollars are hard to come by; the money guests give is either preparation notes or worthless legal tender like scrap paper.

A man and a woman each carried their luggage.

The woman turned her head away again, unwilling to look at the man.

Tsk.

No matter how you look at it, they seem like a bickering couple.

As the innkeeper, how could I possibly break up a pair of lovebirds?

The innkeeper lightly swept his palm across the table, and the silver dollar appeared in his hand. He blew on it near his mouth, then held it to his ear to listen to its humming sound.

A smile instantly spread across his face.

The real deal!

Now we must serve even better; he pocketed the silver dollar, and the innkeeper immediately handed one to Chen Yongren, giving him a look that said, "I understand—just take a look."

Hearing the innkeeper's thoughts, Chen Yongren realized he had been misunderstood, but it wasn't a good time to explain.

The innkeeper then adopted a troubled look, gazed at Chen Yongren, spread his hands helplessly, and said, "Um… we only have one room left."

"What did you say?" Lin Ke Xin exclaimed.

Doesn't that mean they have to sleep in the same room tonight?

"Innkeeper, we A Ren't…" hearing that, the attendant hurried forward.

Opening another room means another charge; it's rare to meet a wealthy guest—we really ought to fleece them. How many rooms do they want?

We'll talk after we've got the money.

The innkeeper swiftly grabbed the attendant and snapped, "What do you mean 'we'? I'm speaking to the guest—what business is it of yours to butt in?"

"With the year-end approaching, many people have come to the city and all rooms are booked," the boss said solemnly while spouting nonsense.

Lin Ke Xin wore a troubled look, glanced at Chen Yongren, and said, "Why not just change places?"

"Where would you go to change at this hour?" Chen Yongren produced his papers and said to the innkeeper, "Never mind her—just register us."

Lin Ke Xin resignedly followed suit and produced her identification.

She never imagined that the first difficulty she'd face upon arriving in Hangzhou Fu would be having to share a room with Chen Yongren.

Although they usually lived together, they each slept in separate rooms, so it wasn't a problem.

But now…

After the registration, the attendant led Lin Ke Xin to the room.

She looked at the bed in the room, her expression uneasy.

Just this one bed—how are we supposed to sleep?

"I…" Lin Ke Xin turned around, only to find Chen Yongren nowhere behind her.

She was wondering where he had gone when she saw Chen Yongren walk in carrying a blanket.

"Are you standing guard at the door?" Seeing Lin Ke Xin at the entrance, Chen Yongren said directly.

"What are you doing?" Lin Ke Xin asked instinctively.

"Taking the blanket—can't you tell?" Chen Yongren gave her a look as if she were stupid.

It turned out he was doing this…

"I just…" Lin Ke Xin shook her head.

Looking at it this way, he's actually not bad—he's not taking advantage of the situation.

Wait a moment.

Lin Ke Xin suddenly realized a problem.

"Although we live together, Chen Yongren has never acted inappropriately toward me."

"Even his gaze toward me holds no hint of lust or desire."

"It's nothing like during our time in hiding in Jinling, when those despicable bastards were always trying to take advantage of me."

"Even on the day I was wounded, Chen Yongren didn't take advantage—he was fully clothed, showing no sign of having been touched."

He hadn't touched her—she could see that clearly. Hearing Lin Ke Xin's thoughts, Chen Yongren quietly said something.

But he certainly couldn't tell Lin Ke Xin that.

Wrong.

What's wrong with me for not being lecherous?

"You like me being lecherous, eh? Young master, I'll satisfy you tonight," Chen Yongren thought, then said aloud, "What are you standing there for? Are you planning to sleep with me, or have me sleep on the floor?"

As he spoke, Chen Yongren tossed the bedding from his shoulder onto the floor and thoughtfully laid it out: "I was worried you'd get cold, so I asked for two extra blankets to keep you warm."

"……" Lin Ke Xin's thoughts were interrupted.

"What are you standing there for? Go to sleep—I'm not sleeping with you, so what are you afraid of?" Chen Yongren added, forcing himself to act like a troublemaker, his face cold.

Lin Ke Xin, however, jumped back as if seeing a ghost and said, "It's fine—I'll do it myself!"

"Do I really look that much like a villain?" Chen Yongren asked.

Until your identity is verified, you're a scoundrel," Lin Ke Xin thought, not daring to remove her outerwear as she slipped under the covers.

Chen Yongren didn't say much either, lying on the bed with his legs crossed.

Lin Ke Xin lay on the floor, still unable to stop her analysis.

"If he had done something to me that day, he would certainly have asked about my gunshot wound."

"After all, there was a shootout at the Marine Corps Hospital that day, I was wounded and unconscious—it's easy to link the two—how could I have survived until now?"

"Even if he doesn't womanize, this still raises another question."

One's own comrades should be clear about it—this guy is a big traitor; why would they feel at ease leaving an unconscious me beside Chen Yongren, A Ren't they worried something might happen to me?

According to Old Chen's account, it was our own comrades who saved me.

Perhaps there is another possibility: Old Chen knows I was saved, but he cannot let me know who saved him, so he can only admit this to avoid my continued questioning.

Old Chen indeed has something he's hiding from me.

My feeling is correct; no matter what judgment, it cannot change one outcome.

Chen Yongren's identity is vague, very problematic!

Holy shit!

Listening to Lin Ke Xin's brainstorm.

Chen Yongren just wanted to say one thing: damn it.

Before, I had no intuitive feeling…

Now upon looking, this little vixen really isn't easy to deal with.

A tiny detail could actually evoke so many things; back then the situation was critical, going home was the simplest and safest choice.

Otherwise, carrying a blood‑soaked person down the street would attract even more attention.

Careless.

Hot mom.

We can't let this girl keep thinking like that, otherwise who knows what trouble might arise.

Melatonin constitution activated.

What exactly is Chen Yongren's identity?

Could it be that he's an agent of higher rank than me; otherwise Chen Dian wouldn't be covering for him.

……

Suddenly, Lin Ke Xin felt her head heavy and dazed.

Here it comes again…

Lin Ke Xin was already used to this feeling; she turned her head to look at Chen Yongren.

At this moment he was lying on the bed, making no suspicious movements.

Lin Ke Xin grew more dizzy the more she thought, gradually falling asleep, tightly clutching the document case in her arms.

After confirming Lin Ke Xin had fallen asleep, Chen Yongren then lifted her onto the bed.

Watching her lashes flutter, he gently pinched her face and said, "You say you're so smart—what's the point?"

There are still important things to do now.

Chen Yongren planned to wait for her to wake up, then properly tease this little vixen.

Pretending to be a lecher, I'm a professional.

Having tucked Lin Ke Xin in with the blanket, Chen Yongren then carried the box given by Fujiwara Kinta, left the inn's rear courtyard, and hurried to Huimin Lane No. 10 Courtyard.

Since the old devil wants to put on a show, let's accompany him in a performance.

He lightly knocked on the gate.

Not long after, a voice came from inside the gate: "Who's there?"

"Huimin, delivery." Chen Yongren whispered.