Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 486 - 351. No one can truly erase the mark I left for you (Second Update)
Rosa, despite her lack of interest, still carried herself with grace and swayed her hips as she walked out of habit.
So even though she took a few steps ahead, Tang Yanqing caught up with her in no time, with his long legs, walking by her side.
"No need." He said in a volume only she could hear, "You stay in the bedroom, I’ll take her to the study."
"What do you mean?" Rosa was a bit sensitive: "Are you saying you dislike that the bed used to belong to Shi Nian and A Yuan? Ha, I never thought Mr. Tang would be such a petty man. I’ve accepted that bed, what else can’t you accept?"
The entangled relationships between the four of them are truly complex and hard to unravel.
Tang Yanqing laughed, "If that were the case, why would I take her to the study? Rosa, you and Xiang Yuan did what in the study, I think I don’t need to elaborate."
Rosa’s expression changed, and she turned her head away: "And yet you’re taking her to the study?"
Tang Yanqing gave a soft chuckle, "This world seems big, but it’s actually quite small. There’s only so much space and only so many people; if you really want to hide, you can’t. If she can’t go anywhere you’ve been intimate with Xiang Yuan, then she’d have to confine herself."
Rosa squinted at him, "So you’re deliberately taking her there, to make her overcome the past."
"That’s right," his eyes sparkled even in the dim corridor, "Only when she can relax in the study can she truly move past Xiang Yuan, and truly move past you. I don’t want her to suppress herself; I want her to really move on."
Rosa laughed, stepped back, leaning against the wall.
"I have to say, Shi Nian is really lucky. Do you know why I used to always give her such a hard time? Rivalry was part of it, but mostly I was just angry at destiny’s unfairness. At that time, there wasn’t a single redeeming feature about her in my eyes, yet A Yuan distanced himself from me for her. I felt it was unfair."
Talking about the past, Tang Yanqing got a bit upset. "What about now, do you still feel that way? If you do, I’ll throw you out of the window right now."
Rosa wasn’t scared, just shook her head with a wry smile: "Even if you say so, I still have to say she really is lucky. I’m jealous of her, in fact — maybe all this time, I’ve been admiring her, hasn’t I? Not only could she meet a fool like Xiang Yuan, but even Huangfu Hua Zhang bent over backward for her, let alone you, Mr. Tang."
Tang Yanqing shook his head, "You’re wrong, you only see the surface. You see the things the three of us did for her on the outside, but you don’t know how much harm we really brought to her. It’s her resilience and strength that allowed her to endure and turn others’ negatives into positives." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
Rosa squinted her eyes, "You also hurt her?"
She knew about Xiang Yuan and Huangfu Hua Zhang. But what about Tang Yanqing?
Tang Yanqing slipped his hands into his pant pockets and walked straight to the study with long strides.
"Of the three of us, I actually hurt her the most."
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Finally, it was time to rest.
But it was clear that no one was sleepy, Ye He’s eyes were shining, and her cheeks were flushed; Xiao Mai was clearly the same.
Rosa was more mature, she yawned first and got up to go upstairs. Only then did Xiao Mai and Ye He reluctantly get up, faking yawns as they followed.
Shi Nian was even more unable to lift her head because of them. Instead, Tang Yanqing sat carefully on the sofa, dutifully playing the role of a good audience, watching their figures disappear up the stairs.
Only then did he turn his eyes to glance at Shi Nian.
He cleared his throat and found a topic to chatter about, "Actually, I think you have a unique eye for picking subordinates."
"Huh?" Shi Nian was a bit thrown off, thinking what on earth is he talking about?
Seeing that he successfully diverted her attention, he grinned, "Look: Ye He, rice, right? Xiao Mai, wheat. The two main staples of the Chinese diet."
"Pfft." Shi Nian couldn’t help but laugh out loud. To be honest, she hadn’t even noticed. "Are you trying to say, adopting a theory of behavioral analysis, that picking these names proves I’ve been hungry before, and am quite insecure in the workplace?"
He shrugged, "Exactly. You became a journalist halfway through your career, and starting out you were a bit lacking in confidence."
Shi Nian couldn’t resist counter-attacking, "Then why did you pick Jia Tianzi as a partner? Trying to tell everyone, you are the true emperor, huh?"
Two people who understood behavioral analysis, even their banter showed a stroke of genius, like they had a mutual understanding.
Though the world is vast, finding someone who can bicker like this with you is not easy, perhaps impossible, other than the person right in front of you.
Tang Yanqing stood up, smiling, and took her small hand into his.
"Still so spirited, hmm? Then it’s my fault, how can I allow you to still be so full of energy in the middle of the night?"
Shi Nian blushed and quickly said, "Shh... keep your voice down."
Instead, he misbehaved, reaching out with a princess carry, taking her upstairs.
He carried her into the study.
Shi Nian indeed became a little nervous.
Once, Rosa had argued with me and specifically mentioned that she and Xiang Yuan had been intimate in this study room. She even described how the wallpaper’s patterns were so tactile, intensifying her feelings.
He held her tightly, pressing her against the wall with him. He laid her hand flat over his own, and together they placed their palms against the wall. He guided her gently, inviting her to feel the textured patterns.
He whispered hoarsely in her ear, "The world is just this big, look at the expanse outside the window. I bet you, this patch of lawn has witnessed countless lovers over thousands of years. And even if not humans, there must have been animals, and if not animals, then plants..."
Shi Nian laughed at his exasperating logic, "Is this really how you reason? That’s nonsense."
He lightly nibbled her ear, "Tell me, is Xiang Yuan still in your heart?"
She shook her head seriously, "It’s all in the past."
Mischievously, he slipped his warm tongue into her ear, exploring, "Then why do you still care about where and with whom he was intimate?"
Shi Nian’s heart suddenly brightened, she turned to glance back at him.
He sensed it, "You advised Rosa that only when she truly lets go in her heart, her past can truly fade. You’re the same. Let me help you completely let go tonight. Like a computer securely overwritten to erase, okay?"
Her long legs pressed against his, reminiscent of past times, as he deliberately trapped her between the table and his lengthy legs.
She quietly panted, yet bravely took his finger into her mouth...
Gentle sucking, tight entwining.
He immediately trembled, feeling as though he had become nothing but that finger.
But he commanded himself to endure, patiently guiding her fingertip along the wallpaper’s patterns.
It was cowhide engraved wallpaper, with natural textures and tactile sensations, utterly incomparable to chemical wallpaper. While touching it, one might mistakenly feel as if they were touching a human body instead.
He turned Shi Nian’s other hand over and pressed it against his body. Leading her to touch two distinct natural textures with her hands.
Shi Nian began to breathe heavily.
How could one describe this sensation...? She seemed to have memories of it.
It was the kind of darkness where you couldn’t see your hand; someone almost wickedly took her hand, guiding her to touch.
His face, his eyes, his eyelashes, his lips.
His Adam’s apple, his collarbone, his—heart.
Gradually... expanding, becoming more wicked.
Eventually, it reached his... entire self.
At that time, the darkness provided a shield and excuse for her. She knew what he was guiding her to do, yet she didn’t refuse.
She internally excused herself, pretending to know nothing. After all, in such despairing darkness she couldn’t see him, couldn’t hear him speak. All communication between them was through such touch.
She dare not let him hear her erratic breath and heartbeat, so she desperately dug her other hand into the wall.
As if it’s the same texture, as if it’s not a cold hard wall, as if—it’s like touching another person!
Her heart jumped in panic!
This kind of wallpaper, she’s touched before!
But the warning bells in her mind couldn’t override her body’s acquiescence, ultimately her fingers slid down his belt, unable to... wait anymore.
He patiently extended, as if the speed was the extension of the wallpaper’s pattern.
His fingertip clasped her finger, guiding her body along the wallpaper’s texture, twisting, swaying, colliding.
In the absence of sight and sound within the darkness and silence, the tactile sense of the texture became the absolute ruler.
He led her to revisit these wondrous feelings, tracing hearts in her palm with his fingertips, conveying in the simplest way again and again: Love you.
Shi Nian’s tears uncontrollably fell, accompanying his intrusion.
Yes, it must be him.
Her body remembered this manner of intimacy in the dark, just like this.
His dominance, his refusal to let her decline, his attempts to leave his mark on her through means other than face and voice... She still remembers all of it.
It was an almost childish fervor and assertiveness, sometimes biting her deliberately until it hurt. He used every possible means to leave his mark on her. And such methods didn’t suit Huangfu Huazhang’s personality, Huangfu Huazhang couldn’t have learned them.
