flstandardbreds Chapter 171 I love you, without any conditions. My love is only for you, and that has never changed…
Chapter 171 I love you, without any conditions. My love is only for you, and that has never changed…
Yan Zhuoyu parted her red lips slightly, her eyes filled with undisguised sarcasm.
"Retarded."
Although she has a cold and aloof appearance that makes her seem unapproachable, she is actually quite easygoing and carefree in her daily interactions with others.
However, today, her tone and manner of doing things were completely different from the past. Just two words were like a cold wind passing by, making people feel cold.
The woman held the steering wheel with one hand, casually tossing the empty submachine gun onto the deck. She rubbed her fingers, still smelling of gunpowder, and continued driving the speedboat.
Meng Yuting sat blankly behind her, her expression wooden.
Yan Zhuoyu moved too quickly, and no one had time to react. It wasn't until the gun was thrown to the ground with a dull thud that Meng Yuting came to his senses.
With such a high rate of fire, how come Sister Yan, who's using one hand, seems to have absolutely no recoil?
He's stronger than me.
In less than a minute, the speedboat returned to the rescue team, and the remaining fireboats quickly assembled to carry out firefighting operations and report the situation to the shore.
As the weather improved, rescue teams from the other two countries also arrived one after another.
In fact, when Yan Zhuoyu decided to go to the rescue alone, some people were disdainful, thinking that she was either throwing a tantrum or trying to force them to take action by endangering her own safety.
But when Yan Zhuoyu actually rescued the person safely, their attitude changed, from initial contempt and hostility to sincere admiration and respect.
With the assistance of medical staff, Pei Weijin first bandaged the wound on his arm.
He looked up, his light gray eyes fixed on Yan Zhuoyu beside him.
Yan Zhuoyu was angrily cutting off the scorched curls of her hair with a dagger, muttering to herself incessantly.
If you listen closely, you'll find that what she said wasn't anything caring; it was all insults directed at the beasts on the ship.
Moreover, because he spent a lot of time with Fu Zhuchen, his cursing became very sophisticated.
She sheathed the dagger, and her fierce aura subsided.
Just then, the medical staff finished bandaging the wound and left, noticing Pei Weijin's gaze.
Yan Zhuoyu sat down beside him and said with a smile, "Do you think I should change my name? The characters 'Zhuoyu' contain the fire radical, and it's too unlucky to be constantly burned by fire."
This was the first thing Yan Zhuoyu said formally after reuniting with Pei Weijin.
She neither blamed him for getting on Ivan's ship, nor mentioned the terms of the divorce, nor asked how things were going; instead, she made fun of him in a joking manner.
Even the biggest things in life are over and done with; nothing is more important than being alive.
Pei Weijin touched the gauze on his hand, then pulled down his sleeve to cover the damaged watch.
He subtly shifted his position to the side, creating some distance between himself and Yan Zhuoyu, his voice as cold and deep as ever: "Then I'll have to change my name too, otherwise this fire will never be extinguished."
Yan Zhuoyu stretched, finally relaxing her muscles that had been tense for so long.
She blinked her shimmering eyes, a sly smile playing on her fox-like gaze: "It's good to burn it off. As the saying goes, a prosperous and fiery business will burn away bad luck, and everything will go smoothly from now on. I wish you a booming career, and I wish my box office will be a huge success."
After saying that, she moved right up to Pei Weijin and stood very close to him.
"But why are you so far away from me? Have you burned away all your feelings for me?"
“I’m dirty and have blood on me. If you get too close, I’ll get your clothes dirty.”
After the rain stopped, Yan Zhuoyu had already taken off her black raincoat and was now wearing a sweater that was half wet.
The fabric was soaked with water, making it feel heavy and sticky.
She didn't care at all, and raised Pei Weijin's uninjured arm, placing it on her shoulder.
The man instinctively tightened his grip, pulling her into his arms.
The two felt each other's body temperature.
It was warm, even slightly cool, but it felt incredibly comforting.
Yan Zhuoyu closed her eyes and leaned against his chest, her voice soft with a hint of barely perceptible weariness: "What's more important than clothes? You can change them if they get dirty, but if we don't hug now, we'll miss a chance to hug."
Pei Weijin gently kissed the top of her head: "Thank you."
Yan Zhuoyu suddenly sat up straight and broke free from his embrace: "Oh, right, there's something I need to tell you."
Pei Weijin looked at her in confusion: "What is it?"
Yan Zhuoyu stood in front of him, leaning slightly forward, her dark hair gliding over her shoulders.
She lifted the man's chin with her fair fingertips, her tone casual but her pace slightly fast, and said in a seemingly nonchalant manner, "It's nothing serious, I just wanted to tell Mr. Pei that I love you."
Her heart was racing and she felt a little flustered, but her gaze remained fixed on Pei Weijin's eyes.
The two looked at each other.
The man looked surprised for a moment, but soon a warm feeling spread to the tips of his ears.
His eyes held a complex expression, yet there was none of the smug satisfaction of a conqueror who had acquired spoils of war.
Just as Pei Weijin was about to speak, Yan Zhuoyu suddenly leaned down and kissed him on the lips, silencing him completely.
Although both of them were soaking wet and carried an indelible fishy smell, Pei Weijin perceived a refreshing scent of sour plum candy mixed in.
After saying this, Yan Zhuoyu didn't wait for Pei Weijin's reaction before turning around and leaving, pretending to be busy.
But she didn't know what she was busy with. She touched this and looked at that, and occasionally helped people carry things, but she never looked at Pei Weijin.
In front of the camera, she can say "I love you" countless times without any emotion, without feeling the slightest bit guilty.
But when she truly realized that she had fallen in love with someone, and that it was a man, she found it difficult to say "I love you".
A heartfelt "I love you" can sometimes be a new beginning for a relationship, but it can also become a sharp weapon handed to an enemy.
Pei Weijin chased after him.
He was always calm and composed, but when he held Yan Zhuoyu's hand, he forgot to use his uninjured arm.
He replied earnestly and without a trace of perfunctoriness: "I love you, without any preconditions. I am devoted to you alone, and that has never changed, and will remain so forever."
Fortunately, by exchanging their weaknesses, both sides forged each other's armor.
The road ahead, once shrouded in mist, is now filled with thorns and roses.