"Am I not obedient?" Yu Nianen smiled coldly, holding back the tears that were about to burst out and said tremblingly, "Don't worry, I will obediently wait for the day when you get tired of me."
Rong Beiming stretched out his hand to pull her over, grabbed her left hand arrogantly, and put the bracelet back on her: "Do you dare to take it off again and try?"
His voice was low, with irresistible majesty.
"I don't want it, can't I?" She sat up and pulled down the bracelet as hard as she could. Unexpectedly, the more anxious she became, the more the bracelet seemed to have roots and she couldn't take it off.
For a moment, my wrists hurt so much that my tears started to fall down.
"Stop pulling. Don't your hands hurt? They're all red." He sat up, pulled her hands away distressedly, and intertwined his fingers with hers tightly.
She turned her head away, avoiding his thin lips near her ear, straightening her back stubbornly, biting her lower lip without saying a word.
"What do you want to do? Why compete with a bracelet?" He let go of her hand, hugged her waist tightly, and put his head on her smooth shoulder regardless of her resistance.
Yu Nianen lowered her head, tears falling slowly. What else could she do? She thought she could keep her heart, but her heart was occupied by him inch by inch.
Tell him, and he'll probably just sneer at it.
Can a woman who sells herself love? For what reason? Money? Pleasure? Joy-love? Or because of helplessness?
She sniffed hard, curled up her knees, and covered her face with her hands.
"Okay!" She wiped away her tears vigorously, "I promise, I'll be good until you get tired of me."
After saying that, she lay down and buried her face in the pillow. At this moment, all her enthusiasm was completely extinguished.
"I will position myself obediently, and I will never say anything that goes against the rules again."
Rong Beiming looked back at her and frowned. He always hoped that she would be good, but when she kept telling her to be good, he was not happy anymore and sounded upset.
He slowly lay down and held her in his arms, his heart breaking into several pieces just because of her burning tears.
"That bracelet is not allowed to be taken off in the future. I like you to wear it."
"Impossible, I will perform in the future, how can I still carry my own accessories on my hand?" She was in his arms, not struggling, but not happy either.
"Then just keep it properly, okay?" He finished speaking distractedly and reached out to turn off the light.
The room became dark, and both of them stopped talking, but neither could fall asleep.
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The next morning, Yu Nianen got up very early.
After washing, she went into the cloakroom and found the bag, which indeed contained her clothes. She turned her head to look in the direction of the bed and sighed softly.
She hurriedly changed her clothes and walked downstairs quietly.
"Nian En! Why so early?" Aunt Wang was placing the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table.
"I couldn't sleep either, so I got up. Aunt Wang, let me help you!"
"Okay! Bring out the steamed buns and fried dough sticks from the kitchen! I'll serve the porridge!"
Yu Nianen agreed and went to the kitchen to bring out the steamed buns and fried dough sticks and put them on the dining table: "Aunt Wang, why did you only serve a bowl of porridge."
"It's for you. The old man left early in the morning, and Mayor Feng left even earlier. They are busy people, and usually you won't see them after 7:30 in the morning." Aunt Wang pushed the porridge in front of Yu Nianen, "