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There were no lights on in the room, so Yin Yinyue fell onto a soft bed while touching it.

"Uncle Gu!"

Yin Yanyue's face turned dark and he half propped himself up. His heart was suddenly filled with anger, "You're going too far!"

"Too much?"

The corners of the young noble's mouth twitched in amusement, his expression could not be seen in the dark, "You are my fiancee, getting married at the end of the month, is this considered too much?"

Logically speaking, this should not be excessive at all.

The young couple outside were already rolling in their beds, and the bride-to-be, who was about to get married, didn't even kiss them on the mouth a few times.

However, Yin Yanyue couldn't be bothered to listen to his bullsh * t. In her heart, there were ten thousand things she didn't want to do. You... "Ugh!"

His lips quickly covered her chattering little mouth, and his entire body was pressed down, but the Yin Chengyue below him did not feel much of his weight, she could only feel her own mouth being sucked up and down, as if he was playing with her lips.

The anger in Yin Yanyue's heart instantly rushed to his brain. He clenched his fist and smashed it towards the head of the young noble without hesitation.

She felt that the young noble's brain needed to be reinstalled once!

However, before her fist could even touch the head of the young noble, a large hand suddenly grabbed onto it.

"Yin Chengyue, don't think that you are the only one who is willing and unwilling to do everything in this world. "From the moment you agreed to marry me, you were unable to accept any of this!"

In the dark, the young noble's eyes were exceptionally cold. That bone-piercing gaze carried an indescribable gentleness. This kind of complicated gaze caused Yin Yanyue to be unable to stop herself from staring blankly.

Every word he said was right.

She should have expected such a thing to happen from the moment she had first agreed to marry him.

Yin Chengyue let out a breath of relief, then his clenched fist gradually dropped down powerlessly.

For the current her, struggling was meaningless. She was already a dying person, so what was there to be afraid of?

But just when she thought that the viscount would definitely not let her go this time, he merely opened her collar, left a deep kiss on her shoulder, and immediately left.

"I won't touch you."

The young noble stood by the bed, looking down at her from above, the emotions on his face was hard to guess, "I want more than that."

He wanted her heart more than he wanted her body.

He had never thought about what he really forced Yin Yanyue to do. He was only doing this tonight to verify if the dyed moon in front of her was the same woman he had met at the bar called A.

Yin Yanyue was still lying on the bed, not replying him. She just closed her eyes in exhaustion.

Following that, the sound of faint footsteps could be heard in the room. A few seconds later, the door was opened and closed, and the figure of the young noble palace completely disappeared from her room.

A slightly hot wind was blowing outside the window. It looked like it was about to enter the real summer.

She was afraid of heat, so she hated summer the most.

But she had actually gotten cancer in the season she hated the most.

If you have the chance, you can start over for the rest of your life...

The moment this idea appeared, Yin Yanyue suddenly opened his eyes, his mouth was taunting as he opened his eyes.

He could only close his eyes and let such ridiculous thoughts run through his mind.

She got up and went into the bathroom and turned on the light.

He looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was in disarray, his collar was open, and the kiss on his shoulder was very eye-catching.

She did hate him, but she didn't seem to hate him that much.

She turned on the tap, washed and changed her clothes, then went back to bed and slept.

The next morning at seven o'clock —

Aunt Wang pulled Yin Yanyue out of her sleep right on time.

Yin Yanyue's first reaction was to look at the time, then the date, and finally the week.

It turned out to be a Sunday.

She obviously didn't need to work today, so why did she have to get up at 7 in the morning?!

Yin Yanyue flipped up in anger. With a head of messy hair, she rushed out of the bed and opened the door.

"Miss Yin …" Aunt Wang was frightened by her presence and said, "Mr Gong is already waiting for you downstairs for breakfast."

"I know."

Yin Yanyue didn't want to vent her anger on Aunt Wang. She just silently walked around her and headed downstairs.

The young noble was leisurely sitting at the dining table, reading a newspaper and preparing breakfast.

"Uncle Gu."

Yin Yanyue took a deep breath, trying to stabilize her emotions. "I don't have any complaints about you letting me get up early, but after finally getting the weekend, can't you just let me have a nap?"

The young noble looked at her coldly, "You have to form the habit of waking up early."

He wanted Yin Yanyue to develop such a habit. After all, in the future, her life would probably require more self-discipline than it currently had.

Yin Yanyue rolled her eyes, the displeasure on her face increased in an instant.

She was just a company designer. It was fine for her to go to work on time, but for some inexplicable reason, she had to get up early.

However, she understood right now that she meant not to touch the piece of metal called the Crown Prince.

"Aunt Wang."

Yin Chengyue let out a deep sigh, then sat down at the table and turned to look at Aunt Wang. "Do you have some orange juice today?" I don't really want to drink milk. "

Now that she smelled milk, she felt nauseous and wanted to drink something refreshing.

Aunt Wang was stunned for a moment before she nodded. "Yes, I'll get it for you."

Yin Yanyue pushed away the glass of milk in front of her and swept her eyes over the sandwiches and fried eggs on the table.

"Here's your orange juice."

Aunt Wang placed the orange juice in front of her and took the milk from the table.

Yin Yanyue took a sip of the orange juice and turned to look at Young Master Gong, "Uncle Gu, what are your plans for today?"

Pulling her out of bed so early in the morning must have been arranged.

But Young Noble Gong slowly shook his head, opened his mouth and said, "No."

No?

Did he say it so righteously?

Yin Chengyue took another deep breath, then picked up the orange juice and drank it all in one gulp.

However, before she could swallow it all, her expression suddenly changed. She held the cup, lowered her head, and vomited all the orange juice in her mouth back into the cup.

The young noble was stunned on the spot, disgusted to the point that his face turned pale.

However, before he could regain his wits, Yin Yanyue's figure had already quickly stood up and stumbled towards the washroom.

Aunt Wang looked at her back worriedly. "Miss Yin, are you sick to your stomach?"

But her words didn't get a reply, only the constant sounds of vomiting coming from the bathroom.

Aunt Wang was also a little frightened. She turned her doubtful gaze to Young Master Gong. "Mister Gong …" "Miss Yin doesn't look too good, we should go to the hospital and check her condition."

The expression on the face of the young noble was very ugly, it suddenly reminded him of the thing he could do today, and that was to bring Yin Chengyue to the hospital for an examination.

Before this, he thought that Yin Xianyue ate something bad a few days ago, which caused her stomach to feel uncomfortable. But it had been a few days, today her vomiting reaction was still that big, it seemed that she needed to go to the hospital.