Underneath A Thousand Skies ✔️

151 The Jilted Second Young Master (24)

Crack!

From behind Lin Yitian, a streak of lightning flashed, encasing him in a gloomy aura. Along with his increasingly frigid expression, the five of them felt as if they were submerged in a snowy wasteland with large hail pelting them everywhere.

Instantly, cold sweat formed on Nie Poan's back.

Despite the lowering temperature of the man beside her, Song Jia continued to wear the warm smile on her face, pretending as if she hadn't noticed Lin Yitian's abrupt change.

Nie Poan's face twitched. No one would be foolish enough to flirt with other people while their fiancée was standing by their side, right? So this was intentionally making the second young master dislike him?

When he first laid his eyes on Song Jia, he had already discovered that this Miss Su was the same woman who had been pestering him a week ago. He even wanted to blackmail her with this information, so that he could have an easier time dealing with Lin Yitian.

Nie Poan just didn't anticipate that the second young master would be so infatuated with his fiancée, and that this Miss Su would be bold enough to place a green hat right in front of the second young master's eyes.

This was the attitude of someone too sure of the second young master's feelings about her, to the point that she knew he wouldn't abandon her despite making him lose face in front of everyone.

Nie Poan immediately took a step back, "Miss Su, what are you talking about? Compared to the brilliant second young master Lin, I am not worth talking about."

Song Jia adopted an expression of 'oh, that's right,' and turned to face Lin Yitian's inky black face. She threw herself in his arms, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

"That's right, that's right, my Yitian is the best of the best. Why would I even be interested towards a mere psychiatrist? Ah, I must have lost my mind a second ago, exchanging a pearl for fish eyes."

Nie Poan, "..."

This woman...was an enemy that he couldn't provoke.

Lin Yitian who was still feeling a bit murderous a while ago, now had a fragnant girl inside his arms. Inhaling the flowery scent that was unique to Song Jia, along with the quick sensation of feeling her lips on his, Lin Yitian's turbulent emotions slightly calmed down. He squeezed her soft body inside his arms.

He then shot a cold glance at Nie Poan, "I don't need a psychiatrist."

"Xiao Tian, Nie Poan is truly the best psychiatrist in the country. He can help you cure your mental condition. You want our parents and sister-in-law to be happy, right?" Lin Shenglan tried to persuade him.

Lin Shenglan was slightly displeased about Song Jia's intervention. This was clearly a good thing, so why did she have to do something unnecessary?

Song Jia only wanted Lin Yitian to be on his guard against Nie Poan. As for Nie Poan's title of being the best psychiatrist in the country, it wasn't just for show. Song Jia also wanted Lin Yitian to get treatment.

"Yitian, listen to your older brother. That thing from before, I just made a mistake, alright? Don't be angry, it's bad for the heart. Once you're cured, we can go out on dates all over the city. Won't that be nice?"

Song Jia tugged at Lin Yitian's sleeves and looked at him with glistening, puppy-like eyes.

Lin Yitian lifted his hand and directly covered her face, hiding her expression from his view.

"It seems that Jia finds this psychiatrist very handsome and outstanding. You even want him to stay here?"

His voice was calm, but there was an undercurrent to it that made Song Jia's heart skip a beat. She quickly shook her head.

"No, I like Yitian the most. Yitian is the most handsome and the most outstanding man in the world, no one else can compare~"

Like a court eunuch, Song Jia immediately started bootlicking him.

Lin Yitian silently looked at her, while Song Jia batted her eyelashes at him. It was a stare-off that determined how much Lin Yitian could guard his resolve against her. Their stare-off didn't last long.

"You can't approach him at all times," Lin Yitian told her sternly.

Knowing that she had won, Song Jia smiled like a flower. "Of course, of course. I promise."

"You can only look at me, not at anyone else."

"Alright."

"Don't even dare to think of anyone else but me!"

"I know, I know."

"And I'll sleep in your room tonight."

Song Jia, "..."

Why did she feel like that last one was the most important point of all?

"...fine." She had her own ways of making sure that the two of them wouldn't do anything but sleep.

Lin Yitian hugged her to his side and shot an icy glare at Nie Poan.

"You won't stay inside the mansion but outside. I'll be the one to plan our schedule, and as soon as the session ends, you'll leave immediately."

Nie Poan's heart sank, but knew that it was the best compromise Lin Yitian could make. "Alright."

Song Jia looked up with admiration at Lin Yitian. She didn't know he could be so domineering.

The three of them soon left, with Rong Jingfei's promise of having an afternoon tea tomorrow with Song Jia. Lin Yitian wore a black face at her invitation, but grudgingly allowed it, as long as the two of them stayed inside the mansion.

With a cold face, Lin Yitian carried Song Jia and carefully placed her on the couch. He leaned over her, clamping her legs between his, and braced his hands on the back of the couch. Their faces were alarmingly close.

"Yitian?" Song Jia inhaled sharply as her eyes grew wide.

He was staring right at her, his dark eyes fixated. His face held an expression of...nervousness?

Song Jia became confused.

Little brother, this grandma couldn't follow your script. Am I the bottom, or are you the top?

"I..." Lin Yitian wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say. "I can be cured."

Song Jia, "...?"

Lin Yitian hesitated. His black hair fell across his forehead, giving him a slightly vulnerable look. After a while, he said stiffly, "I'm sick. My brother sent that psychiatrist because he wanted me to be cured. Jia...after I get treated, I won't be sick anymore. So...continue to be my lifelong partner."

Song Jia frowned. "Why would you think that I no longer wanted to become your lifelong partner?"

Lin Yitian's hands gripped the edges of the couch so hard that his knuckles turned white. Aside from his tantrum when they first met, he had never showed any of his violent tendencies in front of Song Jia. He had convinced himself that she didn't know anything about his 'mental illness,' and thought that he was just as amazing as his older brother.

Although he didn't try to hide his condition from her, he never openly talked about it either. He pretended that it was just a sickness that would quickly pass by, like a cough or the common cold.

Lin Yitian lowered his head. "I'm not a normal person, I'm 'special.' Because I don't control my temper well and I still have tantrums even though I'm already an adult, no one would be willing to stay with me."