“What? You’re getting married?” Academician Zhao’s reaction was within Sheng Yang’s expectations. She wasn’t the only one who was surprised, but she seemed to be the most surprised.
At first, Zhao Caihua thought that Sheng Yang was the same kind of person as her. She was obsessed with work, research, and nothing else. However, after seeing Yi Juncheng and how the two of them interacted, she gradually understood that Sheng Yang’s choices were different from hers.
However… she didn’t expect Sheng Yang to get married so early!
She had just turned 20!
As if reading Zhao Caihua’s mind, Sheng Yang smiled. “He’s afraid that I’ll run away. I think he’s been too accommodating of me for a long time. I can’t let him down.”
This was the first time Sheng Yang had talked about this.
“So, it’s because of your feelings of guilt and gratefulness?”
The man standing outside the door paused and put his hand on the doorknob. He didn’t move for a long time. Even his breathing stopped.
“Of course not.” Sheng Yang’s voice was calm, but her tone was firm. “Do I look like the kind of person who’d get myself into that kind of situation?”
She knocked lightly on the table. “To be honest, I haven’t figured out the principles of emotion yet. Is it dopamine, adrenaline, or X-hormones? But he’s the only one who can make me feel like I’m experiencing chemical changes.”
The man slowly curled his lips. These were the most moving words he had ever heard.
“After the chemical changes, there are the physical changes. He makes my body temperature rise and my heart race. Then, he arouses my desire… Only he makes me feel like this.”
Academician Zhao was on the other end of the screen and almost couldn’t hold herself back. This was the first time she had heard Sheng Yang talk about such a topic so seriously. How could she talk about it so purely yet lustfully?
However, Sheng Yang reminded her of herself back then. When facing Kang… In the end, she still couldn’t defeat her strong ambitious desire. She had to let him down.
But it was too late to regret it.
“Well, Academician Zhao, come to my wedding. I know you can enter Lanca.”
Zhao Caihua was stunned when she heard this. If she attended the wedding, it meant that she would have to see… She took a deep breath. In the end…
“You have to come.” Sheng Yang seemed to have noticed something.
“Okay.” Zhao Caihua nodded. “I’ll come.”
After hanging up the video call, Yi Juncheng came in. He was wearing a black bathrobe and holding two glasses of red wine in his hand, which made his hands look fair and slender. “Today is a happy day. Would you like to drink a little?”
He respected Sheng Yang.
Sheng Yang nodded, took the glass, and sipped a little after clinking glasses.
On the eve of the wedding, they were even more respectful to each other.
Yi Juncheng stared at her with his deep peach blossom eyes. There were emotions surging in his eyes, but he suppressed them. He suddenly smiled and looked up at Sheng Yang. “You only have feelings for me?”
He was talking about those feelings…
Sheng Yang looked at him silently. Her pink lips were dyed red by the red wine.
“You knew I was listening in,” Yi Juncheng said firmly. “So you said it on purpose for me to hear?”
With a seemingly nonchalant expression, he took the wine glass from her hand.
Her words were casual, but to his ears, they were extremely shocking.
She rarely said what was on her mind to him, and it was hard for him to read her mind.
She was so good. Sometimes, he was worried that he wasn’t good enough.
It turned out that Yi Juncheng also had such inferior and fragile side to him.
Every time he thought of this, he couldn’t help but laugh at himself.
