Chapter 1606

Mu Nuan picked up her phone and dialed a number once more. As she walked out, she said to Ye Heng'an, "Just hang in there for now. I'll get a doctor for you." With that, she left the room, the sound of the door closing behind her. Alone in the silence, Ye Heng'an let out a bitter smile, recalling Nian Nian's words earlier that evening. Nuannuan didn’t want to help him. She really… hated him that much. Mu Nuan hadn’t gone far. She leaned against the wall in the hallway, waiting. About ten minutes later, the private physician she had summoned arrived in a hurry. She opened the door to let the doctor in but stayed outside herself, unwilling to face Ye Heng'an’s pitiful state. Only a few minutes passed before the doctor stepped back out. Mu Nuan pushed off the wall, brows furrowed. "Why are you out already? What about Hannah? Is he okay?" "Miss, the drug Young Master Hannah was given is a new synthetic compound. There’s no known antidote yet." A flicker of anger flashed in Mu Nuan’s eyes. Who would be so cruel as to administer something like this? "So… there’s nothing else you can do?" "There’s a hospital in the Imperial District that has a suppressant for similar drugs. But for Young Master Hannah, it’s too far to be of immediate help. The journey there could be excruciating for him, and it might even… affect his future reproductive functions." That serious? The private doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, visibly uneasy. "Miss, I truly can’t treat this. Perhaps you should… consider another solution." With that, the doctor gave her a slight nod and left first. Watching the doctor's retreating figure, Mu Nuan stood at the doorway of the room, suddenly feeling lost. What should she do? Send Hannah to the royal city first and figure out another solution along the way. As she thought this, she pulled out her phone to call for a car. But the moment the driver answered on the other end, Mu Nuan abruptly hung up. The doctor had said that during the journey, Hannah would suffer greatly, and it might even affect his future... *capabilities*. She turned her head to look at the door, and in an instant, memories of Hannah's kindness toward her throughout the years flashed through her mind. She was certain—if their roles were reversed today, Hannah would have helped her without hesitation. But what about her? Mu Nuan leaned back against the door, closing her eyes as her heart twisted in agony. Inside the room, Ye Heng'an endured the discomfort in his body, waiting and waiting, but Mu Nuan never turned back. He let out a self-deprecating laugh. *Ye Heng'an, you really are a failure.* Slowly, he rose from the bed, about to leave, when the door suddenly swung open again. Mu Nuan rushed in, and seeing Ye Heng'an standing, she strode forward and pushed him back onto the bed. Perched atop him, she grabbed the collar of his shirt with both hands, her voice deadly serious as she glared at him. "Ye Heng'an, I’m warning you—you get *one* chance in this lifetime to lie to me, and you’ve already used it up. If you ever test me or deceive me again, it’ll end with either you dead or me dead. Do you hear me?" Ye Heng'an stared back at her, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly before he nodded. Mu Nuan continued, her voice trembling with emotion, "If you ever dare to betray my trust, we're done—forever. Do you hear me?" Ye Heng'an understood the weight of her words, and a rare, tender smile curved his lips. "Loud and clear." Without another word, Mu Nuan steeled herself, leaned in, and pressed her lips clumsily against his. A surge of warmth flooded Ye Heng'an's chest. Overwhelmed by her innocent yet determined kiss, he lost all restraint. In one swift motion, he flipped her beneath him, taking control as their passion ignited. Outside, neon lights shimmered against the night sky, while inside, the room melted into an intoxicating haze of desire... Morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting golden streaks across the disheveled white sheets. Mu Nuan stirred awake, blinking drowsily against the gentle warmth. As awareness crept in, she realized her back was pressed against a firm chest, strong arms wrapped securely around her waist. Memories of the previous night rushed back, and her cheeks burned crimson. She swallowed hard, her mind racing. Was Hannah awake? Should she slip away quietly, or...? Before she could decide, a deep, sleep-roughened voice murmured above her, "Awake?" Mu Nuan snapped her eyes shut, heart pounding. When had he woken up? How did he even know she was awake? Sneaking out now would be beyond awkward. Behind her, Ye Heng'an chuckled softly at her silence. He pressed a lingering kiss to the crown of her head. "Nuan Nuan... don't tell me you're embarrassed?" **Isn't this awkward?** Ye Heng'an gently turned her body toward him, and as she shifted, Mu Nuan instinctively opened her eyes. Their gazes locked, Mu Nuan's cheeks flushing like a freshly picked apple. Yet, she deliberately lifted her chin in a show of defiance. "You... how long have you been awake?" "About half an hour," Ye Heng'an replied, his eyes fixed on her face as he naturally tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Then why didn’t you wake me? We’re going to be late for school—let’s get up," Mu Nuan said, clutching the blanket to her chest as she tried to sit up. But Ye Heng'an was stronger. With just a slight shift of his arm around her waist, he effortlessly pulled her back into his embrace. "No need to rush. We can just skip class." Mu Nuan was speechless. Wasn’t the best move right now to escape before things got even more awkward? "Why skip? I’m a student, and a student’s job is to study." "Oh really?" He smirked. "Then which student took the entire afternoon off yesterday for no reason?" "You—" Mu Nuan pinched his arm lightly. "Why do you have to call me out like that?" Ye Heng'an chuckled, wrapping his arms around her again and pulling her closer. "I have something to tell you." "Then say it," Mu Nuan murmured, avoiding his gaze as memories of last night flashed through her mind. Who would’ve thought? This little... this guy might be young, but he certainly knew what he was doing. Ye Heng'an stroked her cheek, unable to suppress a grin. "Your face is so red. What exactly are you thinking about? Still lost in last night?" Mu Nuan immediately clapped a hand over his mouth, glaring at him. "Stop talking about it! Just—just tell me what you wanted to say, and hurry up." Ye Heng'an relented, his expression softening as he studied her flushed face. Last night, he had already given up hope. But the moment Nuan Nuan pushed open that door, rushed back, and threw herself into his arms, the dark cloud that had weighed on his heart for over a year instantly dissipated. He knew then—he was alive again. "Nuan Nuan," Ye Heng'an shifted, pressing her beneath him as he cupped her face in his hands. "About last night... don’t you owe me a promise?"