Chapter 690 - 461: Yaoyao is a Little Perverted

Chen Yuan froze for a moment. After a brief pause, he answered honestly:

"He wasn’t on board at first, but his attitude has softened recently. He said that as long as I think it through carefully, he won’t interfere too much."

As Jiang Ning listened, she recalled Jiang Zhengfeng’s behavior at the banquet. He’d even asked how to access Chen Yuan’s social media page to check on his recent updates.

’He was his only son, after all. Of course he’d prioritize Chen Yuan’s wishes.’

’So if that’s the case...’

"But what I think doesn’t matter. In the end, it’s still up to you," Chen Yuan said, looking at her earnestly.

Suddenly, the room fell silent.

Neither of them spoke, both quietly picking at their food.

"Ugh..." Jiang Yao couldn’t take it anymore and began to complain. "It gets so depressing every time this topic comes up. I know it’s not my place, but Sis, can’t you just give in? It’s painful for me to be caught in the middle too."

"It’s not that I want to be like this. I just don’t want to gamble with the futures of all three of us. It’s about being responsible," she said quietly.

"You’re so stubborn..." Jiang Yao pouted. "When the time comes, I’ll be married, and you’ll be old and alone. Don’t go hiding under your blanket and shedding tears then."

Another long silence fell.

"If you’re not going to eat, get out," Jiang Ning said suddenly, her face cold.

"Fine, I’m leaving."

...

Of course, Chen Yuan wasn’t about to just sit there and watch Jiang Yao, injured as she was, wheel herself next door. He hurried to catch up, and they went over together.

He was incredibly touched that Yaoyao had spoken up for him.

As they spent more time together, Chen Yuan felt himself growing to like Jiang Yao’s personality more and more. She had an innocent beauty about her, different from any other girl he had ever met.

Then again, the same was true for Ningning.

’Chen Yuan had never met two girls with such starkly different personalities.’

"You don’t have to say all that for my sake. I’ll work hard on my own so I have no regrets. This is my choice to make," he said hesitantly.

’Now that he’d actually dragged Jiang Yao into this, he was starting to feel guilty.’

"I didn’t help you," Jiang Yao said nonchalantly. "I just can’t stand the way she acts. She clearly wants it but insists on overthinking things to death. Her personality really drives me crazy."

"Alright."

"Oh, the console is here! Quick, help me set it up. I promised Wan I’d play *Don’t Starve* with her."

Jiang Yao’s eyes lit up the moment she saw the various game console boxes scattered around the room.

She’d been bored to death during her two days in the hospital.

His heart, which had been full of gratitude just a moment ago, now led him to obey her every whim. Chen Yuan rolled up his sleeves and started tearing open the packages.

"When we get engaged, how about we buy another apartment? You can design it however you like, and we can make a huge game room."

"Yes, yes!" Jiang Yao said, nodding with a smile. "But not too big. It has to be really, really small. The kind where two people have to be pressed right up against each other."

"Why?"

"It feels secure."

"So how small is ’really small’?"

"Let’s use my room in Lanjing as a reference. A bit smaller than the spare bedroom there. Like a secret hideout just for the two of us."

"Okay, whatever you say."

Chen Yuan agreed as he unwrapped the boxes, his voice laced with indulgence.

While the two were chattering away...

Outside the room.

At some point, Jiang Ning had appeared at the door. With her head lowered, she listened to the warm conversation inside.

She had come to ask Chen Yuan when they could study together, but after hesitating at the door for a moment, she turned and left.

...

"Are you sure it won’t leave a scar on my foot? It feels so itchy, and kind of numb. The incision isn’t too big, is it?"

As she watched Chen Yuan plug in the console and configure the network, Jiang Yao couldn’t help but voice her worries.

"No, I saw the doctor’s plan. An incision of about two centimeters, and with this hospital’s post-op treatment plan, the mark will be very small. In a few years, you won’t even be able to see it..." Chen Yuan explained, then sighed with emotion. "Even though you were in a car accident, the silver lining is that neither of you were seriously hurt. Nothing could be better than that."

"Then... Young Master, if I were disfigured, would you still marry me?" Jiang Yao pouted, looking into Chen Yuan’s eyes.

"Disfigured?"

"Like a big scar on my face. Or even worse, my face gets burned, like those women in movies who have to wear a mask for the rest of their lives. The kind that gives you nightmares just looking at them."

"Why would you say something like that?" Chen Yuan frowned.

"Oh, come on, just answer the question, Young Master. I want to know," she pleaded, grabbing his hand.

"Of course I’d marry you. It’s not like I only like your face. You have so, so many good qualities. Your beauty is just a bonus."

"Really? You’re not lying?"

"I swear," Chen Yuan said solemnly.

Jiang Yao quickly stopped him, letting out a silly little laugh. Of course she believed him. It’s just that every girl asks these kinds of strange questions.

Their only goal is to confirm that the other person truly loves them.

Once they have that confirmation, they’re happy.

It’s as simple as that.

"My foot is wrapped up like this all day. It’s not going to get deformed, is it...? I feel like it’s swelling a bit, so the bandages are getting tighter. It would be so ugly if it got misshapen."

"That’s impossible. This isn’t foot binding, and besides, the gauze is elastic."

"You always used to like looking at my feet. If they get ugly, will you still look at them?"

’Jiang Yao was being particularly strange today, constantly asking these bizarre questions.’

Chen Yuan could only answer patiently.

He assured her that he would love her no matter what—every single part of her.

Silly Yaoyao was beaming after just a few sweet words from him, but she wasn’t done yet.

"You have to prove it," Jiang Yao said, lying on the bed and lifting one of her feet with a wicked grin. "Kiss it, and then I’ll believe you. What do you say?"

He looked at her clean, lustrous toes and her skin, which was as smooth and supple as white jade. If he looked closely, he could even see the veins beneath.

Chen Yuan lowered his eyes.

’Alright, this really isn’t a challenge.’

"A kiss it is, then."

Without hesitation, Chen Yuan lowered his head. He looked at her immaculate instep and gently pressed his soft lips against it.

Jiang Yao couldn’t help but let out a slight shiver, followed by a long fit of giggles.

’It must have tickled.’

"Not bad, not bad. You’re being very obedient today. But we’re not done yet. Do one more thing for me, and I’ll stop making things difficult for you, my little Young Master."

"What?" Chen Yuan asked, confused.

Jiang Yao beckoned to him with a finger. Once Chen Yuan leaned in close, she whispered in his ear:

"Go kiss my sister right now. And you’re not allowed to wipe your mouth first. Go kiss her right on the lips."

"???"