Chapter 1207: Chapter 1207: I Won’t Cling to You Chapter 1207: Chapter 1207: I Won’t Cling to You Night, so deep and long.

When the first rays of dawn pierced through the window and shone into the room, the person sleeping soundly in bed finally stirred.

Jiang Jinchen opened his eyes, the headache from the hangover was so severe it made him squint uncomfortably.

Catching sight of himself in a hotel harbor no surprise.

These days had all been the same.

Whenever he got drunk, the pub’s bartender would notify Jing Yan to pick him up.

Every time Jiang Jinchen woke up, he’d be in his own room.

He propped himself up, revealing a smooth chest, his mind blank for a moment.

Memory suddenly returned to last night’s encounter with Ning Yanan, the image of her kissing Mo Xiyan, pierced the man’s heart.

What happened afterward, however, he couldn’t remember…

Before Jiang Jinchen could collect his thoughts, he saw the quilt beside him move, and his body jolted.

Turning his head, he met Jing Yan’s open eyes, his pupils abruptly contracting.

“You’re awake?”

Jing Yan sat up in bed, and as she did, the quilt slipped down, revealing her pale neck.

Jiang Jinchen’s eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he reached out to grab her throat, yanking her toward him.

His fingers tightened, wishing he could strangle her.

“How did you end up on my bed?”

“Cough cough–”
Jing Yan, her neck grasped by his hand, just about to speak, suddenly started coughing violently.

Her hands grabbed his arms, “Let go first…”

“I’m asking you something!”

Jiang Jinchen, thinking of what might have happened between them, completely lost his reason.

His grip on Jing Yan’s neck grew tighter.

“I underestimated you. You’ve stayed by my side so long, and I never realized you had such grand ambitions. If you’re thinking of entering the Jiang Family, you should see if I would marry you. I’ll tell you now, even if you crawled into my bed, I’d never marry you. You better give up on that idea right now!”

“…”

Jing Yan choked and couldn’t speak, tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes.

She tugged painfully at the man’s arm, but Jiang Jinchen, as if intent on strangling her, showed no signs of letting go.

“It was you, you… you mistook me for Ning Yanan, and I couldn’t break free… Jiang Jinchen, I… it was my first time… cough cough!”

Jing Yan’s words came out stumbling.

The last few words struck Jiang Jinchen with a jolt.

As he let go, she immediately fell backward, sprawling on the bedhead and coughing violently.

Coming to his senses, he immediately wrapped himself in the quilt and retreated to the edge of the bed.

From the center of the large bed, as she moved away, a hint of dark red was exposed.

Jiang Jinchen, as though struck by lightning, was rigid, unable to react for a long moment.

He just stared fixedly at the mark on the bedsheets.

This was the first time he had been with another woman since being with Ning Yanan.

He couldn’t describe the taste in his heart–it was repressively maddening.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to cling to you, and I never thought about making you take responsibility. Last night, I’ll just consider it a bite from a mad dog, you have nothing to worry about.”

Jing Yan looked up at Jiang Jinchen, her gaze flickering, she wrapped herself in the quilt, her body trembling as she left his room.

…

Private villa.

The breeze fluttered the curtains, swinging into a gentle curve.

Outside the window, the sunlight was bright, shining on the glass surface, the lucent points of light reflecting on the curtains.

“Dan Hanjie–”
Qin Youxuan slept until noon before peeking her head out from under the covers.

“Awake?”

Dan Hanjie narrowed his mischievous eyes and pressed down on her small head.

He leaned into her ear and murmured lowly, “Slept so long, are you hungry?”