Love in Shackles

Hearing this, Yin Zhongtian lowered his head, rolled down his shirt sleeves, and adjusted his collar, appearing self-conscious and concerned about others’ opinions. Although he was experienced in social events, he seemed to have lost his confidence, perhaps worn down by days of interrogation or intimidated by Ye Zhengchen’s presence.

After ordering, the manager poured tea for us and left, carefully closing the door.

I adjusted Yin Zhongtian’s collar. “You’ve lost so much weight. The days inside weren’t easy, were they?”

He smiled bitterly, glancing at Ye Zhengchen. “Fortunately, Deputy Commander Ye helped me, so I could get out so quickly.”

“You don’t need to thank me,” Ye Zhengchen said meaningfully, leaning back in his chair. “Bao Bing has already thanked me.”

I was startled, my heart tightening in fear, afraid he might say something shocking. I hurriedly responded, “Yes, I’ve said thank you many times.”

Before Yin Zhongtian could speak, Ye Zhengchen casually interjected, “Bao Bing is too polite, always keeping her distance from me. Actually, if she asks me for help, I would definitely not refuse, with no ulterior motives.”

What does he mean by “too polite” and “no ulterior motives”? Does that mean everything I did in the presidential suite was purely my imagination?

I took a deep breath, suppressing my urge to argue, and forced a smile. “Yes, Ye Staff Officer has always remembered kindness.”

Yin Zhongtian, not understanding our formalities, pulled my hand and asked, “Xiao Bing, have you known Ye Staff Officer for a long time? Why haven’t I heard you mention him before?”

I shifted my body, unsure how to answer.

To be honest, Yin Zhongtian’s question was somewhat embarrassing. He usually says, “I often hear Xiao Bing mention you,” and then secretly asks me how we met.

Noticing my discomfort, Ye Zhengchen took the initiative to answer for me. “We met in Japan and haven’t been in contact for many years. If it weren’t for her seeking my help to save you, she might have forgotten about this senior brother.”

He emphasized “senior brother,” sounding particularly harsh.

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