C15 Let Me Do It

Zhao Yan looked at Jiang Nuan's indifferent expression, as if he had finally run out of patience. He pushed Jiang Nuan into the lounge, closed the door, and spoke again, his tone turning somewhat harsh: "You can throw a fit all you want, but I'm a man. If you won't let me touch you, am I not allowed to be with someone else? Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nuan's cold demeanor instantly shattered, replaced by disbelief: "Are you saying... this is all my fault?"

"What else could it be? I'm a normal guy with needs, and you won't let me near you, acting like you're guarding something precious. I've respected your boundaries, but you can't expect me to just hold it all in, can you?" Zhao Yan said, frowning.

"Zhao Yan, you..." Jiang Nuan was stunned, and even Da Bai, standing nearby, was at a loss for words.

"I've admitted my mistakes and proposed to you. I know this is partly my fault, but I'm not entirely to blame. So, you need to ease up a bit. If things get ugly, it's not going to be good for anyone." With that, Zhao Yan shook his head, looking quite troubled. "I'll find some time this weekend to visit your hometown and finalize the wedding plans. I'm heading to work now, so let's not make this any worse, okay?"

As he turned to leave, Jiang Nuan couldn't help but feel a wave of dizziness.

I can't believe the man I've loved for three years is... like this...

When Zhao Yan opened the door, Lee Xiao rushed up first: "Mr. Yan, are you... are you okay? She didn't hit you again, did she?"

"No worries, she wouldn't dare. I'm heading out now, I'll catch up with you later!" Zhao Yan said, even reaching out to ruffle her hair. "Sorry you had to go through this!"

"I'm not upset, Mr. Yan, not at all!" Lee Xiao replied, her voice catching with emotion.

Watching the shameless pair outside the door, Bailey felt a surge of anger. Just as she was about to confront them, she was stopped by Nuan.

"What are you doing?" Bailey asked, confused.

"Let it go, it's not worth getting mad over trash," Nuan said with a gentle smile, rubbing her temples as she closed the door.

"Nuan, you..." Bailey started to say something, but Nuan interrupted her.

"I'm fine, let's just say I was blind," Nuan sighed deeply and lay down on the bed in the break room.

The phone buzzed—Nuan picked it up to see a text from Jee Cheng'an.

I heard you were upset. Did you hit back?

Seeing the message, Nuan was taken aback. How did Jee Cheng'an know so quickly? Was he at the dojo?

Too much effort to deal with trash, didn't bother.

After Jiang Nuan replied, she stared at Dabai for a moment, making him feel uneasy. Just then, another text came in, and she finally looked away.

"Perfect, leave it to me."

For some reason, seeing those words gave Jiang Nuan a small sense of comfort.

"What are you up to?"

"Nuan, who are you texting?" Dabai couldn't help but ask, noticing her strange expression.

"Nothing, just go to sleep," Jiang Nuan replied. After waiting a bit longer without another message from Jee Cheng'an, she drifted off to sleep.

After her afternoon classes, Jiang Nuan took a cab to Sunrise Diner, intending to get her motorcycle repaired. Upon arrival, she discovered it was already gone. Someone nearby mentioned it had been sent for repairs last night, likely by Jee Cheng'an.

"Hey, Nuan! Good to see you," the diner owner, familiar with Jiang Nuan, greeted her warmly.

"Sorry about last night," Jiang Nuan said, pressing her lips together.

"Oh, no worries! You're amazing, Nuan. Those troublemakers couldn't even handle you alone. I really admire you!" The owner, a martial arts enthusiast, had often expressed his wish to learn from Jiang Nuan whenever she visited. "What do you feel like eating today?"

Originally planning to check out the car, Jiang Nuan paused at those words, pursed her lips, and decided to sit at an empty table instead. "One beer, a pound of beef."

"Got it!"