"A woman's tears are worthless. Don't think that crying will do you any good. If you dare to hide from me again, see how I deal with you." Yu Xiuzhun bit down hard, reaching out to pull Ye Mingmei into his embrace.
He even worried that she might catch a cold, so he let her rest on his chest and wrapped the blanket around the two of them.
He held back from making any further moves and forced himself to fall asleep.
...
Dawn broke and orange sunlight danced on the windowsill.
The white curtains were not drawn tight and fluttered gently with the breeze.
"Hmm..."
Ye Mingmei moved her body, trying to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy she couldn't lift them.
After a few attempts, she finally managed to pry her eyes open groggily.
Realizing she was in a strange environment, she sat up abruptly.
The blanket slid off her, revealing her smooth skin.
Seeing the marks on her body, Ye Mingmei's foggy mind slowly started to clear up.
