Lin Yan's last consciousness lingered on the disheveled and burning breath.
When she woke up, it was already the next morning, she was lying naked under the duvet, while Lu Chenyuan had on just a pair of underwear.
Bits of pain spread throughout her body, reminding her of how unrestrained they had been the night before, and the morning air, which should have been fresh, still carried a defeated and murky smell.
Lu Chenyuan, naked, Lin Yan's face moved close to his ear, "My reputation is ruined, will you still want me? I am now like someone who has jumped into the Yellow River and still can't wash clean."
Lu Chenyuan bit her earlobe, "I have no demands on you, just be good, and I will find out who did this and clear your name."
"What's the use, sometimes even if they know the truth, they choose to believe the worst," Lin Yan said, breathing lightly.
Lin Yan's wrist was grasped by Lu Chenyuan, pulled to his lips.
