Yan Xiaye did not comment on his comments and went to the outdoor hot spring with all his heart.

She took the lead and picked the side of the unique scenery on the left side of the screen. She slowly slid along the edge of the pool, and wrapped her from the bottom to the top with the appropriate temperature. She couldn't help but sigh comfortably.

Ji Liangchen had no choice but to sit in the pool on the right, looked at her shadow through the screen, and said in a lazy voice: "Don't you chat with me?"

"for example?"

Yan Xiaye lazily held her cheek with one hand and her snow-white feet were tapping on the water, fully enjoying the precious relaxation.

Ji Liangchen looked at her lively shadow and asked casually: "For example, what have you been busy with these two days? If I remember correctly, you haven't changed your clothes for two days."

Yan Xiaye pondered for a moment, probably because of her personality, and she was not used to telling her life to others.

However, Ji Liangchen is an exception. In his eyes, she should be just a strange and harmless woman. She will not spend any effort to explore her past and future until he is really interested in her.

She sighed slightly, and her mood gradually became complicated, "You guessed it, I did have some trouble."

"Would you like to tell me, I'm a qualified listener?" Ji Liangchen bounced his fingers on the water, throwing out an olive branch to tempt her: "It's better to do this. It just so happens that I'm a little upset recently, so we communicate with each other,

How fair and reasonable.”

Yan Xiaye accepted the proposal with a giggle and laughter, with a soft voice: "Please please first."

She thought she was not a Virgin and would not be upset over the result of Yaer's surgery.

Although she spent most of her time in the hospital these two days, there were other reasons why she escaped, and she didn't even want to mention it.

Ji Liangchen curled his lips and smiled. He didn't mind the order, but he was looking forward to Yan Xiaye's defeated look. "Miss Yan, the suitors should usually take the initiative, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Xiaye was quiet for a moment, and even the sound of water flowers disappeared.

Imagining what expression she would look like now, Ji Liangchen happily reached forward, picked up the sake floating on the tray on the water, and drank a glass of it.

After a while, Yan Xiaye spoke depressedly: "For some reason, I have a bad relationship with the elders at home... Maybe I can't say it's bad, but I can't get close to you, and it's more like a father and daughter..."

Speaking of this, Yan Xiaye had to pause and found that she could not accurately describe the heavy and difficult-to-relieve emotions in her heart.

Moreover, her father-daughter relationship with Mr. Qin was based on the interests of the Qin family. For Mr. Qin, perhaps he did not love her daughter, but he valued the Qin family more than his daughter.

This may not be a mistake, but it is very different from her father she has been looking forward to since childhood, making it difficult not to feel disappointed and lost.

She bit her lip without saying anything. She didn't know what she wanted to say, but she asked softly, "...Do you understand?"

As soon as she said that, she couldn't help but want to smile bitterly, feeling that she had asked nonsense.

She had seen the atmosphere at Ji Liangchen's home on the video call, warm, intimate, and interdependence - which was exactly where she wanted but couldn't get it.

As a child who grew up in such a family, Ji Liangchen is much happier than her, so how could he understand her insincere state of mind?

"I probably understand a little." Ji Liangchen replied slowly, savoring the fragrance of wine left on his tongue, and suddenly asked, "Do you have a tray?"

Yan Xiaye opened his eyes, stretched out his fingers to tentatively hook the tray that had floated farther away, and nodded indifferently: "Yes."

"The osmanthus wine here tastes good, and drinking a few less glasses is not harmful."

She doesn't like drinking, but the osmanthus wine itself is between drinks and alcohol, so she doesn't get drunk after a glass of wine.

Yi Yan poured the light pink liquid into a small wine glass made of jade. She raised her hand to Ji Liangchen on the other side of the screen, and slapped it on her lips and drank it all.

Ji Liangchen observed her every move from the screen with great interest, and smiled without missing the opportunity: "How does it taste?"

"very good."

Ji Liangchen smiled and asked back to the point: "Where is your mother?"

"I've never seen it with my own eyes. I died when I was a baby." I tried to say this as calmly as possible. Yan Xiaye's voice sounded light and shallow in the rising fog, as if it could be touched at once.

Broken: "I heard that she loves me very much, and I'm very happy."

She never talked about this topic to anyone, including Li Yuntang.

Perhaps it was because she always felt ashamed of Li Yuntang and couldn't help but admire him.

With no choice, she wished she could hide all her shortcomings and weaknesses in order to stand shoulder to shoulder with him as if nothing had happened.

"Feel sorry……"

With the faint smile in his eyes, Ji Liangchen realized that the difficulties Yan Xiaye faced were probably more than a small family conflict. "Since you are not getting along well with your father, why don't you leave home and live alone?"

"Because he needs me." Yan Xiaye moved the wine pot on the tray and drank another glass in one go. His eyebrows and eyes were filled with unspeakable loneliness: "I... need him too."

The only difference is that Mr. Qin needs a qualified heir, and she needs a father who loves her unconditionally.

Therefore, they are all destined to not get what they really want.

Ji Liangchen could not infer Yan Xiaye's mood from just a few words, but could hear her words were deeply fragile and powerless.

Looking at the screen, he focused a little. He knew that wealthy families usually had some shameful secrets, and perhaps this was the real reason that made her unique.

"Why don't you talk?" Yan Xiaye tilted his head and waited for a while, and laughed softly.

The hot spring heat made her face look like peach blossoms, she looked slightly drunk, and her tone was lazy: "You asked me to tell me, but I didn't expect the topic to be so heavy?"

Ji Liangchen smiled, and his slender fingers depicted her reflection on the screen, and said lazily and freely: "It's okay, it's much better than seeing each other, and it's much better to fall in love with someone else in these two days."

His playful words made the big stone in her heart feel a little relaxed. Yan Xiaye didn't expect a man to think of anything for her.

Whether it is the Qin family or Qin Jingyi, she needs to face alone, and no one can help. This is her destined fate.

"Congratulations, now you're talking about it."

"You haven't heard of my troubles. My amazing wife wished me to get married tomorrow, forcing me to travel far away from home and traveled thousands of miles to hide in the rivers and seas. I don't know how long it will be purified."

Yan Xiaye blinked a little surprisedly, for a moment she forgot her identity as a suitor, "With so many women like you, isn't it easy to find a marriage that is of a good match?"

"It is of course easy to get married casually, but I want to see the ..."

He coughed with a silence, Ji Liangchen casually flipped the water on the screen and said cautiously: "This screen is really a hindrance. Hello, what is your expression now?"

Yan Xiaye's light voice came over: "To be precise, it should be expressionless."

Ji Liangchen let go of his heart halfway and warned her seriously: "Very good. If you dare to laugh at me, don't blame me for disregarding the gentleman's agreement and overturning this screen to put you on the spot."

"Don't, I'm scared."

In advance, Yan Xiaye stretched out his hand and shook it weakly, "Besides, there is nothing funny about this... Well, it's a little funny with your personality."

In most cases, for various reasons, the children of wealthy families have agreed that marriage is a situation of exchange of interests, and love is the most unnecessary thing.

It sounds a bit incredible that Ji Liangchen, a young man who plays in the world, has the need for love. It sounds more like an excuse than the reason, and uses it to avoid forced marriages from home.

He raised his index finger and knocked the wooden part of the screen. Ji Liangchen sighed with pity: "The funniest thing is that I don't believe in things like love. After all, you always say you like me, but you don't want to please me at all."

Yan Xiaye defended her grievance: "No, I have tried my best to please you, but I am not very good at this."

This was half true and half false, which made Ji Liangchen raise his eyebrows suspiciously and hummed with dissatisfaction.

But he is still very interested in her at the moment, so he forgives her for the perfunctory, "I booked sushi in the room, do you want to eat it?"

Opposite the screen, she tilted her little head and looked at him, and said honestly: "I want to."

"It's just like thinking about it, and you'll feel dizzy if you soak it for too long."

Twisting the wet cuffs, Ji Liangchen went ashore in his cumbersome bathrobe.

I guess Yan Xiaye would not invite him to watch the beauty out of the bath, and he consciously stepped forward with his back to her.

"Mr. Ji."

The call from behind made the man stand in his footsteps, and there was a kind of anticipation of boredom, "Let me guess, are you going to play with me with excitement?"

"That's not."

Her voice was still damn sincere, and she didn't care whether he would be disappointed, "Thank you for listening to me."

What was expected was gone, Ji Liangchen twitched his lips, and for the first time he understood what self-indulgent means.

But what he wanted was her behavior of not playing according to the routine, otherwise how could she be fresh and interesting?

A slight smile appeared on the corners of his thin lips, and he smiled as if nothing had happened: "You're welcome, this is a small benefit for you."

After saying that, he continued to move forward and heard the sound of water behind him gradually rising.

He slowed down intentionally or unintentionally, and through the spotless glass reflection, he glanced at her wet figure with a glance.

The pure white yukata outlines her slender figure, with long hair spreading across her waist.
Chapter completed!