Hard to Escape

Chapter 15

I wasn't able to intercept Yin Li. When he came home that night, he had a calm expression and the lipstick mark had already been wiped off. Without stopping to talk, he immediately went off to the bathroom to shower. Afterward, he came over to grab a drink with his hair still dripping wet.

I tried to sweet-talk him. "Thanks for your cooperation tonight!"

But he ignored me. He only glanced at me, then got up and poured himself a little wine, and took a seat on the sofa across from me to scan the mail.

In a moment his wine glass was almost empty. Seeing that he was about to rise again, I couldn't restrain myself and grabbed ahold of him. "Hey, I didn't do it on purpose. This was also the first time I dared to do anything like that, so I'm sorry for my lack of experience. How would I know that it would have this kind of side effect? And what about you? You've never experienced anything like this? You should have checked your face for lipstick marks!"

At this, Yin Li finally cracked a smile. Even his eyes curved. "Yan Xiao, no one has ever dared to kiss me without my permission before."

I laughed loudly. Sensing that I'd managed to get him in a good mood, I blurted out, "It's called 'freeing you from your sense of dignity.' Those who do great things don't bother with the small stuff. To become great, the first thing you have to abandon is your pride. Only those without shame are unequaled under the heaven. You'll understand this eventually."

Yin Li had no response. Lately, he'd been indulging me more and more. Similarly, the guarded distance I had kept with him was also crumbling. I watched him empty the cup down to its last drop, then heard him say as if talking to himself, "Compared to before, you are like a whole other person." Then, he bent down and kissed me again. "Let's deepen our memories of this night."

His eyes held some deep emotion and passionate desire, and I suddenly couldn't look him in the eye anymore. Fortunately, he'd always carried himself with courtesy and restraint. In the end, Yin Li kissed my forehead and then left for the study.

Only when Yin Li returned to the study did I finally take out my phone. Mo Xing Zhi's text was still there, with the contact info of that Chinese person living in France. These two days, whether intentional or not, the business with Wei Yan had allowed me to turn my attention elsewhere. But I always knew that, regardless of my fears, I would have to face this matter sooner or later. Our faces were too astonishingly similar, this wasn't something that could be explained away as a simple coincidence.

If it were exchanged with me from just a few months ago, I fear I wouldn't have hesitated even for a moment. Back then, I had nothing. Even if my past was a nightmare, I had nothing to lose. But now, things were different. I was very satisfied with my life now, I didn't want anything to change. I stared at the name on my phone and still couldn't make a decision.

Once delayed, this matter dragged on for an entire week. I chose to just ignore it. With the money, Wei Yan paid me I bought Yin Li a tie, and then I used the remainder to add a set of dishes to our house and buy an apron for him. I hoped they would encourage him to diligently do the housework. Surprisingly, Yin Li was very cooperative and diligently washed the dishes every day for this whole week.

Today was Sunday. After he'd finished cooking, Yin Li put on the apron and went to wash dishes in the kitchen. I rubbed my belly and sat at the dinner table, playing a game. The rays of the afternoon sun were bright and strong, making one unable to resist becoming a bit lazy. I lifted my head and looked at Yin Li. The sunlight shone through the kitchen window onto the side of his face, basking him in a languid warmth. He looked like he always did when working on something. Even when washing the dishes, he gave you a serious and reliable feeling, as if he was doing some important task.