Page 290 of Entangled with My Ex’s Uncle

Just before she moved, Chi Yue smelled the familiar sandalwood scent deep in her bones, and she quietly withdrew her hand.

"What are you doing here?"

The man flicked his cigarette ash, "Let’s talk inside."

After speaking, he didn’t care whether she was willing or not and directly used her key to open the door.

Chi Yue had grown numb to his unpredictable appearances at her doorstep. She walked in slowly, only catching a glimpse of his figure leaving the washroom.

The cigarette in his hand was gone.

"Why aren’t you off roaming the mountains and seeking a relationship with Ling Jiayu, and instead, you’re here?"

On hearing this, Fu Rongyin stared at her until Chi Yue’s scalp tingled. Then he suddenly asked, "Are you jealous?"

Chi Yue’s eyes widened, "Is your understanding flawed? I was sincerely asking you a question."

Fu Rongyin’s lips slightly, hardly noticeably curled up, the curve so slight Chi Yue almost thought she was seeing things?

"Are you mocking me?" Chi Yue asked.

"You could see it that way."

Chi Yue’s face fell, and she took her things to her room. After dallying inside for a long time, she came out to find Fu Rongyin leaning back on the couch with his eyes closed.

On closer inspection, she noticed a faint dark circle under his eyes.

"Have you looked enough?" the man suddenly spoke.

Chi Yue withdrew her gaze, "How do you know I was looking at you if you didn’t open your eyes?"

The man opened his eyes, his gaze like a wolf ready to pounce, "Chi Yue, don’t provoke me."

Chi Yue was so angry she wanted to laugh, "Who is provoking whom? Wasn’t it you who showed up at my doorstep first? You’re playing the blame game here!"

He became interested, "What do you mean by playing the blame game? Are you disappointed because I am not Nan Yuan?"

Chi Yue shivered, "Why do you bring up Nan Yuan?"

"Everyone in Nancheng knows you want to marry Nan Yuan, so why shouldn’t I bring him up?"

"Even if I’m going to marry him, what does that have to do with you? It seems like you’re overstepping your bounds, Mr. Fu!"

The man’s dark eyes narrowed dangerously, "Say that again?"

Chi Yue, fearless as ever, "I said, not only if I marry Nan Yuan, but anyone else too—as long as it’s not you, it has nothing to do with you."

Right after she spoke, he pulled her into his arms.

The man wrapped his arm around her waist and held her chin, "Chi Yue, you’ve gotten quite bold with your words in just a few days."

Chi Yue slapped his hand away, "Stop touching me, let go of me."

Right after she pushed his hand away, he shifted direction, grabbed the back of her head, and kissed her.

Chi Yue’s gaze was vacant, hardly believing he would do such a thing to her.

But his breath was all around her, and her feelings were all too clear...

Finally, Fu Rongyin let go of her, still encircling her with his arms, and she ended up sitting in his lap as he lifted her up.

Chi Yue: "..."

Fu Rongyin was pleased with her reaction, caressing the smeared lipstick near her lips, "Don’t you have anything to say?"

Chi Yue opened her mouth but couldn’t utter a word.

It had been such a long time since they last were intimate, so long she couldn’t even recall the exact time.

The sudden closeness made her tremble uncontrollably.

In the corner of her eye was the man’s superior jawline and his almost sculpturally chiseled features.

Remembering what Hong Yize had said, she suddenly spoke up; "Fu Rongyin, how much longer are you going to hide it from me?"

"Hmm?"

"I’ve remembered everything. The person who was with me ten years ago was you, up until my graduation from college. Why don’t you dare mention the past to me?"

As she spoke, Chi Yue didn’t blink as she observed Fu Rongyin’s reaction.

But she still underestimated Fu Rongyin’s psychological resilience.