Remember to think of me.

“……”

Those jumbled words stuck in Ye Mian’s throat, and she swallowed them back with effort.

No good! No, no good!

She almost let her fierce side slip out.

Taking two deep breaths, Ye Mian forced herself to calm down.

Then, she began to wonder if Jiang Chen had heard what Zhou Yu said.

She wasn’t afraid that Jiang Chen would get angry; she was just a bit fragile-hearted.

He was the big shot she had finally managed to win over, yet just yesterday, he had said that when disaster struck, everyone would scatter.

She feared that Jiang Chen might think she had someone else caring for her and feel inadequate.

They still had a year left of long-distance relationship.

What if the big shot ran away again?

So, she quietly stole a glance at Jiang Chen.

On the terrace, the breeze fluttered gently, stirring the silver earring at Jiang Chen’s ear. He leaned against the doorframe, smoking.

He seemed to be in a good mood, the corners of his eyes narrowing with a faint smile. Though he wasn’t looking at her, the gentle lines of his face left Ye Mian enchanted for a long while.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yu in her phone kept talking without a response, growing even more agitated. He even thought Ye Mian was scared and had run out of excuses, so he launched into a long, rambling speech.

“Ye Mian, are you kidding me? You don’t even have a boyfriend, do you? If you don’t, just say so! I won’t force you. I’m just pursuing you. You can always reject me! I’ll just think of another way. Lying isn’t a good habit, you know—listen to me…”

Ye Mian: “…………”

Young master, please stop your magic.

Otherwise, I really want to fly to Wen City and shut that mouth of yours.

Jiang Chen, realizing that Ye Mian had caught him, stopped pretending to be unaware and tilted his head toward her, his slender eyes twinkling with a smile.

His features were exquisitely clear, his brows relaxed.

Those deep eyes half-hidden in the dusk were as quiet as vines turned to ash.

He stared at her, unwavering.

Ye Mian, without hesitation, slipped on her soft slippers and tried to walk quickly toward Jiang Chen.

But in reality, she moved at a snail’s pace, which looked rather comical.

No choice—her leg injury limited her determination to reach the big shot swiftly.

When she finally reached Jiang Chen, the terraces were separated by half a meter, with a gap below and a steep drop. A slight misstep could mean falling.

Jiang Chen feared she might boldly climb across.

Quickly, he tossed away his cigarette butt and took a couple of strides closer.

One hand extended along the railing, trying to steady the girl who swayed unsteadily on one leg.

Ye Mian’s eyes widened. Seeing his nervousness made her heart pound.

An inexplicable joy welled up inside her.

The August night breeze continued to blow.

Young master Zhou Yu’s nagging persisted as well.

“Are you listening? Girls must learn to say no. Of course, you can say no to me—to practice rejecting people in the future, okay? Just don’t lie anymore about having a boyfriend, alright?”

Ye Mian, annoyed by his chatter, held out her phone toward Jiang Chen, her moist eyes seeming to say: You’re my boyfriend; handle this.

Her eyes sparkled cleverly, as if truly distressed.

For a moment, Jiang Chen’s expression froze; the natural aloofness in his eyes cracked slightly. What had he just said?

He seemed to have already forgotten.

A cool, low voice rose from the night, gentle and deep. Under the girl’s expectant gaze, he bent slightly and spoke into the phone:

“Zhou Yu, stop bothering me.”

“……”

Perhaps Jiang Chen’s voice was too distinct and refined, or maybe hearing his name silenced the other side instantly; the endless chatter abruptly ceased.

Zhou Yu sat by his own pool, his smile frozen. When he recovered, he said, “Wait, who are you? How do you know my name?”

He sounded a bit cautious, and in any case, he no longer acted as troublesome as before.

Jiang Chen glanced at the girl and smirked, “Only a year, and you’ve already forgotten me?”

Zhou Yu: “……!” Damn it!

He had a bit of idol worship toward Jiang Chen. Back then, they were all friends in the same circle, and Jiang Chen was the most mysterious and smartest.

Whenever something happened, everyone came to him.

Or he would bring them to play with money.

Though they were students with limited funds and small investments, they always got returns and never lost.

He was indeed better than those who only knew how to spend but not earn.

Heard even Guan Yi, the richest leader, now followed him to make money and called him “bro.”

Zhou Yu gripped his phone tightly, then broke into a wide grin: “How could I forget! Brother Jiang, you’re back?”

“Yeah.” Jiang Chen’s voice remained indifferent. “Want to come to Jiang City for a visit? It’s my hometown. It’s been a while. I’ll treat you to dinner.”

Zhou Yu took a deep breath, recalling how he had just threatened to kick Jiang Chen’s tailbone, and felt instantly doomed.

“No thanks,” he replied with some pride, “I’ve been busy lately; probably no time.”

“Is that so?” Jiang Chen looked at the phone leisurely. “What a pity.”

“Not at all, really not.” Zhou Yu felt calm. “Goodbye, Brother Jiang. Goodbye, Sister Ye. I won’t disturb you anymore.”

After saying this, he hung up unilaterally.

Zhou Yu felt very dignified.

Not calling Jiang Chen’s wife “sister-in-law” was his only bottom line!!!

Ye Mian: “???”

Jiang Chen: “…………”

Ye Mian put away her phone, stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled.

“You… are pretty impressive.”

At least she didn’t think just anyone could make Zhou Yu give up. He was a bit persistent and quite the playboy.

With a solid family fortune backing him, he didn’t take ordinary people seriously.

It was a headache for her.

Jiang Chen didn’t linger on the phone but looked at her feet. “Can you walk?”

Ye Mian nodded. “Yeah, it still hurts a bit, but I can walk now. I thought I’d be crippled.”

He lowered his eyes, murmured “Hmm,” clenched his palm slightly, his voice comforting and coaxing: “Not to that extent. Don’t be afraid. I’ll change your bandages tomorrow.”

Ye Mian knew it was just comfort, but she couldn’t respond, her fingers tapping restlessly on the phone case.

She found Jiang Chen strange. Though there was no physical contact and they were still far apart, just one look from him made her feel like she was about to become a lovestruck fool.

Nervous and flushed.

Only when Tong Guan’s voice came from behind did Jiang Chen slowly withdraw his gaze.

At that moment, the warmth lingering around Ye Mian faded.

At the same time, her phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID read “Jiang Yuan,” she held the phone upright and signaled Jiang Chen she was going to answer.

His voice was faint: “Go ahead. Be careful walking.”

Ye Mian pressed her lips, a strand of hair blown across her face by the wind, unable to hold back a smile.

“Okay, I’m off. Remember to miss me.”

“……”

So deliberately flirtatious, so nervous.

Jiang Chen sighed but still replied.

“Hmm.”

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