Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets-Chapter 1173: What’s Different?

"From now on, whenever there’s business involving the Tao Family, our Lian Family will definitely get involved." Lian Qingyang had made up his mind, the humiliation from yesterday is something he, Lian Qingyang, refuses to accept passively.

"Yes." Zhang Yang silently lit a candle for the Tao Family in his heart, wondering why of all people, they had to provoke Mr. Lian?

Mr. Lian is ruthless in business and bears grudges; if someone offends Mr. Lian, he would wish to skin them alive.

Lian Qingyang took the new phone Zhang Yang had just delivered, also instructing Zhang Yang to bring some porridge and side dishes, before sending him off.

Not long after, the food arrived. Lian Qingyang wanted to check if Jin Yan had woken up, and as soon as he stepped inside, he noticed Jin Yan was still in the same position as before. He was about to change clothes but suddenly went back, pulled Jin Yan into his arms, and said, "Jin Yan, let’s get married ahead of time."

Jin Yan still wanted to pretend to be asleep.

Lian Qingyang said, "It’s my fault, I fell into someone else’s trap, and it affected you. I didn’t mean to hurt you yesterday. Can you forgive me?"

"..."

"If you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as you forgiving me." Lian Qingyang held her tightly, giving her no opportunity to refuse.

"Ooh, ooh."

Jin Yan thought she was about to suffocate. She lifted her head from his chest, only exposing two eyes, and said, "No way, if we get married prematurely, won’t my parents know that... we’re together?"

"We’re engaged; being together is perfectly normal." Lian Qingyang found Jin Yan utterly adorable at this moment. He reached out to pull off her blanket, but Jin Yan held on tightly and refused to let go, saying, "Don’t move. You need to leave; my clothes are unwearable now. Just put the clothes down and go out."

"Jin Yan."

Lian Qingyang wanted to say, since they’re already together, there’s no need to be so concerned. But seeing Jin Yan’s shy look, he decided to leave. He placed the clothes by the bed, locked the door from the outside, and spoke through the door: "Alright, I’ve locked the door now. Let me know once you’ve changed clothes."

"Oh, and the water in the bathtub is freshly drawn by me," Lian Qingyang reminded loudly.

Jin Yan, assured that the door was indeed locked, struggled to climb out of bed.

It hurt like hell.

Her face still bore a hint of embarrassment as she hugged the clothes, intending to take a bath in the bathroom. Her body felt sticky and uncomfortable, but as soon as her foot touched the ground, she went limp. If she weren’t holding onto the bed, she might have collapsed.

Lian Xiaoyang, are you an idiot?

Falling into such a silly trap.

Luckily, Sister Xiao Yue found you; otherwise, if this happened with another woman, I’d refuse to marry you even if it killed me.

Jin Yan murmured under her breath as she slowly made her way to the bathroom, catching sight of the marks on her fair skin in the mirror, deepening her resentment toward Lian Qingyang.

Soaking in the warm bathtub, Jin Yan felt a great comfort all over.

She washed away the stickiness from her body, feeling refreshed at last; the clothes were a loose yet exceedingly comfortable casual suit, in the finest fabric. She let her hair down, and seeing the marks on her neck that couldn’t be concealed, she dared not leave the house.

Jin Yan stood in front of the large mirror. Although her brows and eyes remained identical, she couldn’t escape the feeling that something was different.

Perhaps there was a new charm in her eyes, or perhaps...

Jin Yan couldn’t put it into words; she just felt different.

Lian Qingyang waited outside the door for a long time without seeing Jin Yan emerge. He knocked on the door and asked, "Jin Yan, are you ready?"

"Almost."

Jin Yan replied, turned her head, and looked back at the mirror, discovering that the happy, smiling person in it—was it really her?

Jin Yan tilted her head, and in the mirror, the woman with eyes filled with a blissful smile also tilted her head; her mouth involuntarily curled upward, as did the woman’s in the mirror.

Am I dreaming?

Jin Yan patted her face. Outside, Lian Qingyang’s continuous urging broke through, prompting Jin Yan to walk slowly to the door. She hesitated with her hand on the doorknob.

Reflecting on the events of yesterday, Jin Yan didn’t dare revisit them. Despite the pain overwhelming any happiness, she tearfully pleaded for mercy several times. Yet now, as long as Lian Qingyang is safe, she’s at ease.

But how should she face Lian Qingyang?

Might he think she’s too casual?

Jin Yan felt like she was flying; moments taken up by happiness felt ethereal, like treading on clouds, while those filled with doubt made her plunge into deep valleys.

"Jin Yan, if you don’t open the door, I’m going to break it down."

Lian Qingyang anxiously prepared to break the door, causing Jin Yan to instinctively open it. Lian Qingyang, reacting quickly, stumbled in.

"Jin Yan, are you okay?" Lian Qingyang urgently and worriedly examined her.

"I want to go home."

Jin Yan said, intending to leave, but Lian Qingyang scooped her up horizontally.

"Lian Xiaoyang, what are you doing?" Jin Yan instinctively shouted his old nickname.

"Taking you to eat," Lian Qingyang chuckled foolishly, carrying Jin Yan as if he had grasped the world.

"Watch the road."

Seeing they were about to bump into the sofa, Jin Yan quickly reminded him, bowing her head, as if this could ignore Lian Qingyang’s intense gaze.

"Jin Yan, I’ve ordered a lot of food; check if there’s anything you want to eat." Lian Qingyang gently placed Jin Yan on the chair, treating her like a fragile porcelain doll that might break at any touch.

"There’s porridge and rice, and your favorites—stir-fried beef, Kung Pao chicken, boiled fish slices, they’re all a bit spicy. There’s also shredded chicken soup, cucumber salad, blanched okra..." Lian Qingyang listed a bunch of dishes, filling the table.

"Did you invite anyone else to eat?" Jin Yan asked, looking at the table full of dishes.

"No," Lian Qingyang replied, catching on too late. "Do you want to invite someone to join us?"

Jin Yan: "..."

Should they invite someone over in the room where they spent their first night together?

Jin Yan rolled her eyes in her mind, her stomach grumbling, eager to eat. Lian Qingyang kindly served her rice and eagerly picked dishes for her.

Jin Yan only needed to focus on eating; the bowl in front of her was piled high with dishes. After finishing a bowl of rice, she felt much better.

Suddenly, she glanced up to see Lian Qingyang hadn’t eaten a bite yet. She paused, quickly glanced at him, and said, "Aren’t you hungry?"

"I’m in no hurry, I’ll eat later." Lian Qingyang looked at Jin Yan with adoration, as before, especially now that their relationship had become closer. Lian Qingyang was eager to show her the depths of his care.