Reborn as a Noble's Son

Chapter 97: Open Heart_l

Translator: 549690339

“Zhenbang…Zhenbang, I’m so happy. You…you called me Wan.” After finishing four bottles of wine, Dong Wan is nearly over the limit of what she can handle.

After all, this is her first time drinking. Yet, she managed not to fall over after a bottle of Baijiu, which is quite impressive. Nie Zhenbang was also quite tipsy. Stumbling in his steps, he grinned in response to Dong Wan’s words, “Wan, you don’t understand, do you? You’re way too cold. You’re like a block of ice on a regular basis. Even people like Zhang Xu are scared off by you. Who would dare to pursue you? Now, you’re much better. Very commendable. Let’s go home. Your home must have arranged a guard for you. How about asking the guard to help you home?”

Usually, girls like Dong Wan are pampered and guarded by their families.

However, it varies among families. For instance, the Yang family, led by Elder Yang, always keeps a low profile. They never assign guards to secretly protect the younger generations.

On Dong Wan’s part, Nie Zhenbang assumed her grandfather would have arranged a guard given his affection for her.

Upon hearing this, Dong Wan randomly waved her hand, speaking incoherently, “No… No, I don’t have one. Grandpa did arrange for one initially. But I asked him to withdraw the guard after I started to work.”

As she spoke, she looked up at Nie Zhenbang with blurred eyes, pouting her lips, looking irresistibly cute. Her face was flushed from alcohol and she had a mysterious, bewitching look. She looked at Nie Zhenbang and cooed, “Zhenbang, can you take me home? Not… not to Fragrant Hills, but to my own… own home.”

In Jingcheng, several princes and princesses own a property outside.

Influenced by Nie Zhenbang, they, like Nie Zhenbang, Yang Anbang, etc., have all purchased large siheyuans.

Dong Wan’s house is near the Asian Games Village. By then, Jingcheng had successfully bid to host the Asian Games next year. The Village’s construction was nearing its end stage.

Even though the Village is to provide accommodations for athletes and coaches during the Asian Games, acquiring a house near there is not a problem for

Dong Wan. She owned a small Spanish-style villa nearby the European Classic, Asian Games Village.

This is her residence. At this point, the vicinity of the Asian Games Village was still somewhat desolate, and Nie Zhenbang frowned, admonishing, “Wan, why did you decide to live here? Once it’s nightfall, it’s too silent here. What if…?”

By this time Dong Wan was leaning entirely on Nie Zhenbang’s body. Her large, full breasts were stimulating Nie Zhenbang’s arm and sensory nerves. He hadn’t expected this slim girl to be so voluptuous.

Dong Wan started giggling, and then whispered with a smile, “Isn’t it alright…

You’re here with me, aren’t you?”

fumbling, Dong Wan took out a cluster of keys from her pocket, swung the door open, and before she could say goodbye to Nie Zhenbang, she went crashing down to the floor. When drunk people return home or to a safe place and their minds relax, they become completely intoxicated.

Staring at Dong Wan in this state, Nie Zhenbang involuntarily shook his head, picked up Dong Wan who had collapsed on the floor, and went into the bedroom. When he was about to help her onto the bed, she suddenly lost her balance and fell backward. This caused Nie Zhenbang, who himself was quite drunk, to also fall over.

Their faces were almost touching as Nie Zhenbang ended up on top of Dong Wan, and their lips intertwined. A heady mix of alcohol and Dong Wan’s unique scent hit Nie Zhenbang. It was intoxicating, like passionate poison.

“Mmn!”

Just two people, a man and a woman, alone in a room. It was, to start with, an evening prone to blunders. Both of them were in a semi-drunk, semi-conscious state of confusion. Under the stimulus of alcohol, the situation was magnified countless times. Reason and morality became irrelevant in that moment.

It was summer, so they wore light clothing. Nie Zhenbang’s white shirt had come off, revealing muscular, tanned skin. Today, Dong Wan was wearing jeans with a floral sleeveless blouse on top. Her fair arms and smooth skin were constantly tempting Nie Zhenbang.

Eventually, they embraced each other, kissing passionately…

With Dong Wan’s scream, the last barrier between them disappeared completely.

At this moment, Dong Wan held Nie Zhenbang tightly. Whispering in his ear,

“Zhenbang, I love you. Zhenbang, I love you.”

When the sunlight shone through the window and illuminated their faces, Nie Zhenbang and Dong Wan were still in the same position as last night. Nie Zhenbang’s impressive manhood was still buried deep inside Dong Wan.

Nie Zhenbang, aroused by Dong Wan’s scream, looked down at her, dumbstruck.

At this moment, Nie Zhenbang looked like a distressed wife. But the sight of the fresh blood stain on the sheets assured him that this was not a dream.

However, Dong Wan regained her senses at this point. She looked at Nie Zhenbang with a trace of disappointment in her eyes. Shortly after, she quietly said, “Zhenbang, you are worried about An Na, right? A real man who truly loves someone, just loves. If you don’t have any feelings for me, I, Dong Wan, will never appear before you again. But if you also love me, why is that difficult to admit? Love is love, and it doesn’t require justification. In this city, aren’t there many men who have multiple wives? They just don’t have the audacity to have relationships with two influential heirs like you.”

Dong Wan’s words pierced Nie Zhenbang’s heart, and he felt a sudden sense of clarity. Indeed, even Yang Anbang from his future memories might have more than one wife. As a man, if you love someone, you just love them. If you love them, you simply love them.. Does it require further consideration?