A distance no wider than a palm separated them.

His hands pinned her wrists against the pillows on either side.

It was as if he nailed her to the bed, rendering her utterly motionless.

His complexion was off, his brows slightly furrowed, and he seemed to lack some control over his body.

Wen Yu rubbed his brow, and when he lowered his hand, even the arm supporting his body seemed to lose its strength, as if any moment it might collapse onto her.

Yet, what she feared most was happening.

Just as she was about to push him away, he suddenly groaned and collapsed onto her.

"Ugh..."

A blockage in her chest, his sudden weight made it nearly impossible for her to catch her breath.

Yet, the most distressing part was that his upper body was bare.

His scorching skin was pressed against her body, and her cheek.

...

In the room, her phone was left in the entryway and started ringing, flashing incessantly.

But in the bedroom, she heard nothing and saw nothing.

Outside, a middle-aged man in a suit appeared and knocked on the door.

There was no response.

Seeing this, he seemed a little concerned and entered the password, letting himself in directly.

To him, the young miss of their family held a special significance.

He served as a bridge of communication between her parents and her.

He also watched over her on behalf of her parents.

As he entered, he noticed the disarray on the floor, and his eyes fell on the sofa not far away.

The sofa was strewn with a casually discarded coat.

"...?"

In his memory, their young miss, though noble and aloof, always did things methodically, never leaving clothes lying around like this.

But now, what was this...?

Something was amiss, very amiss.

As he moved, he faintly heard some sounds.

And those sounds came from the direction of the bedroom—

The middle-aged man tiptoed over.

Their young miss did have a blind date, but didn’t it fall through?

This affair had made the young miss’s father quite upset because his health was declining, and he hoped to see her marry and settle down soon.

The middle-aged man feared strangers appearing around her, even more so some accident befalling her, so as he approached the door, his hand was already inside his jacket, touching a hard object.

The bedroom door was ajar, and as he reached the threshold, he caught a glimpse of the scene within.

Instantly, his actions halted.

He saw that on the bed in the bedroom, their young miss was beneath a bare-chested...

Man.

He couldn’t see what he looked like, but when the man arched his back slightly, the smooth lines of his firm muscles were visible.

The middle-aged man’s breath hitched. The young miss had a boyfriend...?!

As he stood there bewildered, someone inside suddenly called out:

"Who’s out there?!"

Exactly at that moment, he hurriedly put the gun back, turned away, cleared his throat mightily, and responded:

"Young Miss, it’s me. I couldn’t reach you and thought something might have happened, so I came to check."

The inquiry from inside belonged to Ruan Yiyi.

Upon hearing this, Yiyi let out a breath, her head sinking into the pillow, and softly replied:

"Uncle Yang, please step out. I’m fine, just have something to take care of right now."

[Author’s note: Goodnight, darlings. Stormily asking for votes]