CHAPTER 103: CHAPTER 102: TWICE!

This position is obviously very dangerous, and it’s very easy for people to misinterpret.

Ye Manman had been mulling over it all afternoon, always thinking about this matter, and unexpectedly found herself suddenly pressed against the ground.

She felt a bit inexplicably nervous.

Her pale fingers unconsciously curled up, her usually proud eyes were too embarrassed to look at the man she had been thinking about all afternoon.

As if caught in guilty conscience, her pearly teeth gently bit down on her soft lower lip, upon closer inspection, her jelly-like lips were trembling slightly.

For He Chen, this scene was too intense; the air exhaled from his nose suddenly became hot and fiery, as if he might get a nosebleed the next second.

Afraid that he might turn into a beast and scare her by doing something terrible, he forced himself to turn his head away, compelling himself not to look at the tiny figure possessing deadly allure to him.

After forcibly calming himself down a bit, He Chen quickly pulled her up from the ground, and to divert his attention, he diligently started to brush the dirt off her clothes.

For a moment, neither of them spoke, yet the atmosphere became increasingly awkward.

He Chen felt his hands shaking, his mind endlessly replaying the scene of their first kiss on that rainy night.

It seemed like a long time since he kissed her like that.

During this period, their kisses were mostly fleeting, and He Chen had always been particularly satisfied, cherishing the warmth of their embrace after kisses.

But recalling the initial kiss that merely sent tingles to his fingertips, the sensation of wanting to devour and engrave the person in his arms into his soul, made him restless again.

"Manman..."

His voice was completely hoarse, incredibly deep, his eyes bloodshot, with red veins crawling over his eyeballs, exhaling breath that was terrifyingly hot while speaking.

Ye Manman was momentarily startled by his demeanor, but the next second she thought of something, leading to her blush again.

"Hmm?"

Her response was very soft, with a gentle upward inflection in the tone, as if someone was teasing with a ball of cotton over his chest, making He Chen feel a rush of emotion almost swelling to his head, his fists clenched and unclenched, toes gripping the soles of his shoes.

"Manman, I want"

He gently pinched her slender shoulders with both hands, but before he could finish speaking, there was a knock at the door.

And along with the knocking came a woman’s voice.

"Is anyone home?"

"I’m Yang Donglian, we met on the mountain in the morning, I’ve brought the promised pork."

Once again, Yang Donglian interrupted their tender moment, right when He Chen had finally mustered the courage to ask for a kiss.

So when He Chen opened the door, his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, with bloodshot eyes, his expression visibly angry and annoyed.

This startled Yang Donglian, who deliberately wore a sunny smile.

Her expression froze, awkwardly handing over the piece of pork in her hand.

"I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to interrupt you..."

"You can have this..."

She had never seen He Chen in such a terrifying state, his face unhidden with hostility and impatience, making Yang Donglian somewhat apprehensive.

She wondered if He Chen might have an inclination towards violence.

His current appearance really seemed like he wanted to hit someone.

Seeing Yang Donglian, He Chen struggled to suppress his displeasure.

This woman has interrupted him twice!

If a man were standing before him right now, He Chen could not guarantee he wouldn’t punch him.

"I’ve already said, you should just take the pig yourself, no need to share with us, please leave if there’s nothing else."

He didn’t even open the door fully, the tone in his voice clearly conveying that he wanted her to leave him alone and not bother them.

Yang Donglian felt intimidated, but she didn’t want to give up.

So she stepped forward, trying to force the meat into He Chen’s hands.

"I’ve brought it all the way here, just take it, it’s nothing special, no need to feel anything about it."

Yang Donglian was adept at using such words to make others accept her goodwill, especially since the pork was not anything extraordinary.

It’s difficult to get fresh meat these days.

When she brought back the pig to the commune, many villagers praised her for being lucky; even her fellow communards extolled her today, leaving Gao Huifang aside.

Yang Donglian believed no one truly disliked eating meat nor turned down a free offer; thus, as before, she intended to forcefully place the item to show goodwill.

But unfortunately, she was now facing He Chen, who was unappeased, annoyed with her interference, and repressing his urge to hit someone.

He Chen didn’t want this woman to touch him, so he directly slammed the door shut with a "bang."

He directly drove her away from inside, cutting off any opportunity for Yang Donglian to touch him.

"Ma’am, I said I didn’t want it, I hope you can understand well and bad words, please leave, don’t come to our house unless necessary, thank you."

He Chen was continuously suppressing anger, holding it at an impasse in his chest, he couldn’t hit anyone, his fists were clenched so tightly, the knuckles turning pale.

He especially wanted to go back to Ye Manman and ask her for comfort, to thoroughly kiss her, but the woman’s sudden interruption left him with no courage to speak.

Moreover, Ye Manman had already returned to her room.

Though she went to change clothes, even if she came back out later, the atmosphere from earlier had vanished, preventing him from tasting that long-missed exquisite delight.

The more he thought, the angrier he became; He Chen wished he could curse her away, but he was not adept at swearing, he could only suppress the anger and drive her out.

Yang Donglian clearly did not expect to be treated with such disdain and expulsion while bringing pork; she stood at the tightly closed door, tears inadvertently welling up as someone passed by.

"...Is it really worth it?"

Feeling aggrieved, she bit her lip, stomped her foot on the spot, and turned away feeling defiant.

"Humph, don’t want it? I’ll eat it myself!"

On her way back to the commune, villagers kept praising her luck, even dubbing her "Lucky Baby," suggesting that the heavens gave her a wild pig so she wouldn’t lack meat for New Year’s, saying whoever married her would take home a fortunate child.

Listening to such remarks, Yang Donglian increasingly felt He Chen must be out of his mind.

To reject someone like herself, a Fortune Baby, who’s so fortunate, coldly turning her away, yet indulging a delicate girl who can’t do anything—wasn’t he driving away fortune knocking on his door.

He was so ungrateful!

Yang Donglian’s face twitched in anger, deciding never to pander to He Chen’s cold indifference again; since the village called her Fortune Baby, surely she could marry into a good family.

Perhaps by then there would be many coming to propose, allowing her to choose freely.

After comforting herself like this, Yang Donglian felt much better, and she was glad the pork wasn’t given away, coinciding perfectly with the upcoming New Year, she could add more dishes.