Chapter 60: How Many Times Did You Two?

Everything Chen Yu did was merely fulfilling the contract, or rather... stemming from his own exceptional nature.

How was she supposed to answer that?

Looking into Lin Weiwei’s eyes, which were brimming with thirst for knowledge, Jiang Zhiyun felt such intense awkwardness for the very first time.

She couldn't very well blurt out, "We're fake, whatever he does has nothing to do with me," could she?

Just as she was racking her brains, desperately searching for some excuse to brush it off, the zipper of the tent was suddenly pulled open.

Gu Ningning’s smiling face poked in. "Zhiyun, Sister Weiwei, what are you two talking about? It sounds so lively, can I join?"

Jiang Zhiyun’s brow furrowed in a way that was almost imperceptible.

Her impatience with this woman was already reaching a boiling point.

Yet, one does not strike a smiling face.

Jiang Zhiyun could only twitch the corner of her mouth and said, "Come on in."

Gu Ningning immediately wriggled in gleefully, seating herself naturally right beside the two of them. She picked up a can of beer and popped it open with practiced ease. "I heard your laughter from outside just now. Sister Weiwei, were you venting about your Kai?"

"You bet I was!"

Having found a fresh listener to pour her heart out to, Lin Weiwei immediately launched into a repetition of her grievances against Zhao Kai.

After listening, Gu Ningning nodded with an air of profound understanding and said sympathetically, "Sigh, Sister Weiwei, I understand you completely. I watched the show, and it really had me breaking out in a sweat for you."

"Men, you know, they're always the worst when they're all show on the outside and rotten on the inside."

With that, she shifted the topic, fixing her gaze upon Jiang Zhiyun with eyes full of undisguised adoration. "That's why I admire Zhiyun so much. Not only is she a powerhouse career woman, but her eye for picking a husband is just as brilliantly sharp."

"Mr. Chen is practically the epitome of a perfect man."

She sighed, feigning a troubled expression. "Zhiyun, you simply must teach us. Exactly how does one manage to screen out men like Zhao Kai even before marriage? I'm so terrified of stepping on a landmine when I look for a boyfriend in the future."

Lin Weiwei chimed in eagerly, "Yes, yes, yes! Do tell, how did you manage to take a fancy to Chen Yu in the first place? Is there some kind of secret formula for reading people?"

The two women played off each other seamlessly, dumping every single question straight onto Jiang Zhiyun.

Jiang Zhiyun felt her head throbbing.

A secret formula for reading people? Her only secret formula was spending money to buy peace of mind.

Could she possibly say that out loud?

Seeing her remain silent, Lin Weiwei assumed she was merely being shy. She winked playfully with gossipy intent, lowered her voice even further, leaned in close to Jiang Zhiyun’s ear, and asked in a tone that implied *you know what I mean*:

"Hey, seriously, Zhiyun... judging by your Chen Yu's stamina, it's seriously no joke."

"Back when we were making fire with a drill, that waist and core strength, tsk tsk... You two... you know... in a single night... how many times do you..."

Boom—!

Jiang Zhiyun’s face turned thoroughly crimson in an instant, as if scorched by a raging fire, the heat rushing straight up to the crown of her head.

Wh... What do you mean, how many times?!

She and Chen Yu hadn't even properly held hands more than a handful of times, let alone... let alone that sort of thing!

They were utterly and completely innocent!!

How on earth was she supposed to answer this question?!

However, looking at the "we totally get it" gossipy expressions plastered across Lin Weiwei and Gu Ningning's faces, Jiang Zhiyun knew that if she dared to say "we've never done it even once," these two would absolute refuse to believe her. Instead, they would think she was just putting on a humblebrag or showing off.

Especially in front of Gu Ningning, she absolutely could not afford to reveal a single flaw, nor let her find out that her marriage with Chen Yu was nothing more than an empty shell.

Jiang Zhiyun’s brain raced at lightning speed. In the end, she could only offer a vague, light-weight response. She picked up her beer, took a sip as a cover, and then replied with feigned calm and utter ambiguity:

"Well... you know... just so-so... it's alright."

What she meant to convey was "It's just like that, nothing special to talk about," but to Lin Weiwei and Gu Ningning, it sounded like an entirely different story.

"It's alright?"

Lin Weiwei’s eyes widened instantly. She grabbed Jiang Zhiyun’s arm and shook it excitedly.

"Oh my god! Zhiyun, and you call that 'it's alright'?! For a word like that to come out of your mouth, it must be insanely intense! Quick, tell me, exactly how many times? Three times? Or five?!"

Gu Ningning added fuel to the fire right beside them, covering her mouth in exaggerated awe. "Wow, Zhiyun, you are so, so lucky! With Mr. Chen having such incredible stamina, he must take such good care of you... I am green with envy."

Jiang Zhiyun: "..."

In the eyes of the other two women, her silence and vagueness were interpreted as "tacit consent" and "shyness."

Their minds automatically conjured up wave after wave of fiercely passionate scenes.

Jiang Zhiyun felt she had no way to clear her name. She could only stretch her lips into a rigid smile while mentally cursing those two women ten thousand times over.

The intimate late-night chat among girlfriends finally drew to a close amidst this bizarre atmosphere.

With the conversation over, Gu Ningning and Lin Weiwei departed Jiang Zhiyun’s tent with a sense of immense satisfaction.

Jiang Zhiyun lay alone inside her sleeping bag, tossing and turning. Her mind was an absolute mess of tangled paste, and her face was still burning furiously.

The mere thought of the question Lin Weiwei had asked earlier, coupled with her own utterly idiotic response, made her wish she could dig a hole and hide in it.

...

The night grew deeper and deeper.

Chen Yu lay inside his own tent, long since drifted off into dreamland.

A faint, indefinable fragrance quietly crept into his nostrils.

It was neither the crisp scent of fresh grass nor the earthy aroma of soil, but rather... a cloyingly sweet, aggressively intrusive women's perfume.

Chen Yu’s brows knitted together slightly even in his sleep.

Immediately afterward, he sensed that something had been added to his immediate surroundings.

A hint of warmth. A hint of softness.

Something was gently pressing against his arm.

Chen Yu’s vigilance was instantly awakened. Though he was asleep, his bodily instincts remained razor-sharp.

He jerked his eyes open.

The interior of the tent was pitch black, save for a tiny ventilation window at the very top that let in a faint sliver of starlight.

He could feel the contour of a warm, soft human body pressed against his right side.

His heart sank heavily.

Jiang Zhiyun?

Why on earth would she wander over to his tent?

No...

This scent was wrong.

The scent that belonged to Jiang Zhiyun was that cool, delicate fragrance reminiscent of a pine forest after a snowstorm.

It was definitely not this sickly-sweet perfume.

Chen Yu’s entire body tensed up in an instant. He held his breath, slowly and incrementally turning his head.

The lighting inside the tent was dim, but his night vision, which far surpassed that of an ordinary person, allowed him to make out the silhouette of the person lying beside him.

A cascade of pitch-black long hair was scattered across the pillow, framing a face that retained its striking, sharp contours even in the darkness.

That face did not belong to Jiang Zhiyun.

It was Gu Ningning!

Unbeknownst to him, and without making a single sound, she had somehow slipped into his tent.

At this very moment, she was lying on her side, pressed tightly against him, wearing nothing more than a whisper-thin silk nightgown.

Her breathing was steady, as if she were already fast asleep.

For a split second, Chen Yu’s mind went completely blank.

What on earth was this woman trying to pull?!