Chapter 180: Murong Wan's Thoughts!

How do you have another woman's perfume on you?

Murong Wan's brows furrowed slightly, her eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny.

Jiangnan startled, not expecting Murong Wan's sense of smell to be so keen; he was about to speak to explain.

No need to explain.

Murong Wan interrupted, a flash of complex emotion crossing her beautiful eyes.

She stepped forward, gently embracing Jiangnan, her voice trembling slightly:

I understand, a man like you couldn't possibly have only one woman by his side.

But I hope I am the one most deeply etched in your memory.

Before her words faded, Murong Wan rose on her toes and kissed Jiangnan's lips.

The sudden kiss made Jiangnan's body stiffen; he could feel Murong Wan's passion, as well as the determination in her words.

Murong Wan's kiss was inexperienced, yet carried a reckless frenzy, as if she wanted to merge herself into Jiangnan's body.

Jiangnan wanted to push her away, but discovered his internal qi surging uncontrollably.

A wave of heat rose from his lower abdomen, quickly spreading throughout his body; Jiangnan's gaze grew hazy, his breathing becoming heavy.

He felt as if he were standing in a sea of fire, while Murong Wan was the spark that ignited the flames.

Mmm...

Murong Wan let out a soft moan, her body pressing even closer to Jiangnan.

She could sense Jiangnan's change, a strange emotion welling up in her heart—both shy and anticipatory.

Murong Wan actively removed Jiangnan's clothes, revealing his sturdy chest and the powerful muscle lines.

A flicker of obsession crossed her eyes; her fingers lightly traced Jiangnan's chest, feeling the warmth of his skin.

Waner, you...

Jiangnan's voice, hoarse, wanted to stop Murong Wan, but he realized he could not control his body at all.

Don't speak, kiss me.

Murong Wan lifted her head, her eyes hazy,

Jiangnan no longer hesitated; he lowered his head and kissed Murong Wan's lips again, this time not restraining himself.

The two entwined in the living room, completely forgetting that Ye Wan was still in the house.

Ye Wan, in her room, heard the strange sounds from the living room, her heart filled with curiosity.

She gently opened the door, poked her head out, wanting to see what was happening.

When she saw the scene in the living room, she was utterly stunned.

Ye Wan widened her eyes, covered her mouth, daring not to make a sound.

She saw Jiangnan and Murong Wan passionately embracing, their clothes scattered on the floor, the scene heated.

Ye Wan's cheeks instantly flushed, her heart raced, her breathing quickened.

Such a scene left her feeling both shy and curious, with a hint of inexplicable anticipation.

Ye Wan wanted to close the door, but found she couldn't avert her gaze; she stood there frozen, as if under an immobilization spell.

In the living room, Jiangnan and Murong Wan's movements grew larger, their panting growing heavier.

Ye Wan felt as if she were in a dream, everything seeming unreal yet alluring.

She saw Jiangnan lift Murong Wan and stride toward the sofa, his actions rough yet full of passion.

Ye Wan's heart pounded faster, she felt she might suffocate.

She wanted to flee, yet couldn't bring herself to leave; this conflicting tormented her.

Just then, Jiangnan seemed to sense something, he abruptly turned his head toward Ye Wan's room.

Ye Wan jumped in fright, hastily shutting the door and locking herself inside.

She leaned against the door, gasping, her heart pounding wildly, as if it might burst from her chest.

Ye Wan closed her eyes, the scene she had just seen replaying endlessly in her mind,

she felt as if she had opened the door to a new world,

Ye Wan didn't know how to face all this; she only knew her heart was in turmoil.

In the living room, Jiangnan gazed at Ye Wan's tightly closed door, his eyes complex.

He had indeed sensed a hint of something odd just now, as if someone were spying,

but at this moment he had no leisure to attend to it, for his internal qi was once again swelling.

That long-lost sensation intoxicated Jiangnan, making him feel as if he possessed limitless power.

Jiangnan once again shifted his attention to Murong Wan,

the two continued their entwining, utterly forgetting time, place, everything.

Ye Wan lay in her room, listening to the sounds from the living room, tossing and turning, sleepless all night. Finally unable to resist, her jade hand slipped downward…

……

The next morning,

Jiangnan awoke from sleep, feeling refreshed and his internal qi abundant.

He lowered his gaze to the sleeping Murong Wan in his arms, his eyes gentle.

Murong Wan also woke, looking at Jiangnan with eyes full of affection. Jiangnan smiled faintly and lightly kissed her forehead.

They exchanged a smile, everything understood without words.

Just then, the door was suddenly knocked, Ye Wan's voice came through:

Have you gotten up? It's time for breakfast.

Murong Wan's face flushed, she hastily rose from Jiangnan's embrace and began to dress.

Jiangnan also got up, put on his clothes, and opened the door.

Ye Wan stood in the doorway, her gaze flickering, not daring to look straight at Jiangnan.

"Morning, Ye Wan."

Jiangnan greeted her proactively, his tone natural.

"Morning... morning."

Ye Wan lowered her head, her voice as thin as a mosquito's.

"Let's have breakfast together."

"Okay... okay."

Ye Wan agreed, and the three of them walked toward the dining table.

At the dining table, the atmosphere was somewhat awkward,

Ye Wan kept stealing glances at Jiangnan, her eyes complex, wanting to speak but holding back.

Murong Wan wore a happy expression, occasionally passing dishes to Jiangnan, gentle and considerate.

After breakfast, Murong Wan hurriedly drove to work.

Only Jiangnan and Ye Wan remained at home, and the atmosphere became awkward again.

"Last night... you saw everything?"

Jiangnan broke the silence, speaking first.

"I... I didn't mean to."

Ye Wan quickly explained, her voice tinged with panic.

"It's okay."

Jiangnan's tone was calm,

"I..." Ye Wan started, then stopped, not knowing what to say.

"You and Murong Wan, you..."

Ye Wan finally gathered courage and asked the doubt in her heart.

"We are together now."

Jiangnan answered calmly, with no concealment at all.

"Oh," Ye Wan replied, her gaze dim, a mixture of emotions churning inside her.

"Then... do you like me?"

Ye Wan asked suddenly, her voice trembling slightly.

Jiangnan was startled; he hadn't expected Ye Wan to ask that, and he fell silent for a moment:

"You're a good girl."

"We are friends."

"Just friends?"

Ye Wan murmured to herself, a hint of loss flashing in her eyes.

"Yes, just friends."

Jiangnan confirmed again, his tone leaving no doubt.

Ye Wan said nothing more, turned her head, and looked out the window, tears gathering in her eyes.

"Since we're friends, why did you save me?"

"The Ye family has already been wiped out; why did you still care for me instead of letting me die with them?"

"Jiangnan, I want to know if there's truly no place for me in your heart at all?"