Seeing Nan Yu's firm answer, Tan Linyuan didn't decline anymore. He reached out, picked up the plain ring and held it in his palm.
Nan Yu heaved a sigh of relief, but there was still a bit of emptiness in her heart.
The news of her parents' suicide by jumping came suddenly. By the time Nan Yu rushed there in a hurry, the couple had already been sent to the morgue.
All the family property was sold off, and the villa had been ransacked and taken back. The only relic she got was this simple plain ring.
After giving it to Tan Linyuan, she had nothing left.
"It's still not too late to take it back." Tan Linyuan's voice was soft, with no emotion in his tone.
"What's given away should not be taken back." After Nan Yu answered, afraid that she might really regret it, she said, "I've finished the matter about looking for my second uncle. I'll leave first."
She was just about to bypass Tan Linyuan and go out when he stopped her with his hand.
His voice was cold. "Did I let you go?"
Nan Yu:?
She clearly remembered that just now he had urged her to leave, saying that if she had nothing else to do, she should leave quickly, obviously not wanting to see her at all.
"The Shen family just called and said that since you've come to Changuang Temple, you might as well copy Buddhist scriptures and pray for the Shen family."
Tan Linyuan said indifferently, "If you leave now, I'll tell the Shen family that you haven't copied a single Buddhist scripture for them."
Nan Yu: ... A snitch!
Angry as she was, she still asked, "How did the Shen family know that I've come to Changuang Temple? I didn't tell anyone."
Tan Linyuan looked at her as if she were a fool.
Under such a look, Nan Yu finally remembered.
At that time, when Tan Linyuan asked her to come to the temple to chant scriptures and pray every Sunday, Shen Yanche was there and of course knew about it.
Seeing that she seemed to understand, Tan Linyuan added casually, "Also, do you think that just because you haven't married into the Shen family, you can be completely free?"
It was like a thunderbolt exploding in Nan Yu's mind.
He was reminding her that the Shen family had sent people to follow her all the time and could know her whereabouts at any time.
This kind of behavior was no different from surveillance.
So she must pay attention to her words and deeds in the future and not give the Shen family any handle.
Nan Yu pursed her lips slightly and then said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." A sneer appeared on Tan Linyuan's lips. "I hope you can also understand that if you act against me again, I won't keep your secrets."
What secrets could they have? It was nothing but that disgraceful thing.
It turned out that he had gone around in such a big circle not to help her out of kindness, but to use this as an excuse to make her continue to be obedient and listen to him, this "second uncle".
"By then, the Shen family won't need to send people to follow you." Tan Linyuan's expression was calm as he said lightly, "It's just that I don't know how Miss Nan is going to pay off her debt."
Nan Yu was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. The good impression she had just had of him was extinguished again.
All along, Tan Linyuan was not a good person. She had been blinded by the brief warmth and thought he had a conscience.
"Tan Linyuan, don't you think you're more hateful than the Shen family?"
She took a deep breath and then raised her voice. "Taking advantage of a person's distress. What the hell kind of living Buddha are you?"
Finally, Nan Yu cursed again, "Go to hell, you so - called living Buddha. You're clearly a demon in a golden body."
Tan Linyuan didn't comment.
He just lowered his eyes and said lazily, "Finished scolding? After you're done, go and sit on the cushion and copy the 'Auspicious Sutra' ten times."
... Sure enough, he was a demon.
Nan Yu really had the impulse to knock him out with one punch now, but she knew the huge gap in their strength. In the end, holding back her anger, she sat on the cushion.
Tan Linyuan walked over, took out some rice paper from the drawer and a Buddhist scripture booklet from the bookcase, then threw them on the table. "Copy."
Nan Yu spread out her hands. "I don't know how to use a writing brush."
She was pretending.
Tan Linyuan ignored her and still handed her the writing brush dipped in ink.
"I've said I don't know how!"
Nan Yu was so angry that she wanted to get up and leave, but thinking that Tan Linyuan would snitch, she had to express her protest in this way. "If I don't know how to use a writing brush, how can I write?"
Tan Linyuan glanced at her, stood behind her, untied the rope on his robe and took it off, putting it aside.
Before Nan Yu could turn around, the man's cold hand covered the back of hers, making her body tremble.
"It doesn't matter if you don't know. I'll teach you." Tan Linyuan's voice came from behind. His breath landed on her earlobe, making her heart skip a beat and her breathing become disordered.
He pried open her fingers one by one, made her hold the writing brush in the standard posture, and began to write vigorously on the rice paper.
It was not convenient to write with their hands overlapping. The Buddhist scriptures on the rice paper were crooked and didn't look like words at all.
Copying scriptures in such a frivolous way was no different from blaspheming the Buddha. It would be better not to copy at all.
The temperature on the back of her hand gradually rose. Nan Yu felt that the man's breathing behind her was getting heavier and heavier, and there was something gradually pressing against the small of her back.
" ... Bastard." Nan Yu squeezed out two words through her teeth. "Tan Linyuan, you're really crazy. Do you know where this is?"
This was Changuang Temple, a religious place, a pure land of Buddhism!
And this man, who was regarded as a high - and - cold god by people, was pressing her with the most vulgar thing!
"You can scold even more harshly." Tan Linyuan didn't care at all. Instead, he pressed closer to her. "It was you who were rebellious and disobeyed your elders first."
"You're not an elder at all ..." Nan Yu's tolerance reached the limit. Her good upbringing turned to ashes at this moment. Before she could say any dirtier words, her lips were sealed.
His kiss was fierce, rushing in wantonly. He turned her face around, and the writing brush was thrown aside at some point.
Her breathing gradually became hot. Nan Yu was forced to kiss him. Her eyes were gradually filled with anger. She wanted to bite his tongue, but he easily avoided it.
Instead, there was a more aggressive invasion that took away her oxygen.
This was no longer the enjoyment between a man and a woman, but inhuman torture.
She turned pale because of the excessive lack of oxygen. Her hands tightly pinched Tan Linyuan's arms. In a daze, she had every reason to believe that Tan Linyuan wanted to suffocate her.
Damn it. She wouldn't let him go even if she became a ghost.
Just when she thought she was about to die, someone knocked on the door of the meditation room forcefully.
"Tan Linyuan, open the door quickly. I know you're in there!"
It was a very hearty male voice. Judging from the tone, the speaker should be very familiar with Tan Linyuan.
Nan Yu suddenly got a shock. Her pupils widened again. She saw the man in front of her frown and push her away.
Regaining oxygen, she gasped for breath. Her body slumped on the cushion like a fish on the verge of suffocation.
Tan Linyuan stared at her and slowly said coldly, "One minute. Get yourself together and get out."