Chapter 1670: Chapter 1670: Scared Stiff
"Mingmei, you can stand in front to protect me at all costs, so why can’t you be a little braver to protect yourself?"
"..."
"You saw it today too. After you said those things, Yu Xiuzhun’s face turned pale. If you’re not afraid of him anymore, there’s nothing he can do to you."
"...I’ll try my best." Ye Mingmei bit her lip and nodded lightly.
"Alright, take it one step at a time. Don’t push yourself too hard. It’s getting late today; go and rest early, don’t overthink it." Jin Chenye patted her head, signaling her to go inside.
Ye Mingmei glanced at him, smiled slightly, and turned to enter the Ye Family villa.
It was only after her figure disappeared at the door that Jin Chenye started the car.
"Miss, you’re back. Madam has prepared silver fungus bird’s nest soup. Remember to have a bowl before you sleep. I’ll serve it for you." The butler respectfully greeted Ye Mingmei as soon as he saw her.
Turning to the kitchen, he scooped out a bowl of the soup.
"Thank you."
Ye Mingmei took the tonic from the butler’s hand, placed her handbag aside, and sat down in a chair.
She sipped the bird’s nest soup while recalling the events of the day.
Every time Yu Xiuzhun’s face flashed in her mind, her fingers couldn’t help but tremble.
Since the last time he deliberately took her to Zhi Shang to frame Jiang Jinchen, she hadn’t seen him again.
She originally thought that over time, she would gradually forget the fear he had instilled in her.
But up until now, Ye Mingmei realized that no matter how long she avoided him, as soon as Yu Xiuzhun appeared in front of her, that bone-deep fear would instantly surface.
She couldn’t control it at all.
If it weren’t for Jin Chenye by her side today, she couldn’t imagine how she would have embarrassed herself at the banquet.
Remembering Jin Chenye, the scene of him kissing her flashed before Ye Mingmei’s eyes.
She had been completely shocked at that moment.
She had never expected him to suddenly kiss her...
Ye Mingmei put down the spoon and unconsciously touched her lips.
Jin Chenye’s kiss was nothing like Yu Xiuzhun’s.
He was gentle, full of tenderness, and the touch of lip on lip carried a softness and warmth.
"Miss, what are you thinking about?" The butler came up to her, ready to take away the empty bowl, and noticed Ye Mingmei lost in thought.
"Nothing, I’m just a bit tired. I’ll go to my room and rest."
Ye Mingmei suddenly panicked, sprang up from the chair, grabbed her bag, and hurried to her room.
With a "bang," she closed the door, leaning against it, feeling completely dazed.
What had just happened to her, reminiscing about a kiss until she was absent-minded?
She clearly knew that Jin Chenye helped her solely because of Qin Youxuan. Even now, in his heart, there was only Qin Youxuan.
A nominal sister.
"Phew—"
Ye Mingmei didn’t know how long she stood there before the panic on her face gradually calmed down.
She tossed her bag onto the sofa and curled up there herself.
Hugging her knees with both hands, her chin resting on top.
Her eyes were a bit desolate.
It wasn’t until her legs felt numb that she slowly got up and went into the bathroom.
She prepared the bath and quietly soaked in it.
The warm water enveloped her neck, and Ye Mingmei leaned wearily against the edge of the bathtub.
The water infused with essential oils had a soothing effect on her nerves, gradually easing her tension.
Once her nerves relaxed, she felt completely exhausted.