At that moment, Yao Wenwen was dumbstruck. She stared blankly at the scene before her, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief. She could never have imagined that such a thing could have happened in the room when she had been gone for less than an hour! Is this still the gentle and refined Xu Yingying? To think she could do something like this in the middle of the day... It’s just unbelievable.

Turning to look at the stunned Yao Wenwen, Lin Kuang said impatiently, "Miss Yao, how much longer do you plan on watching? Keep this up, and I’ll have to start charging you!"

Hearing this, Yao Wenwen’s face turned even redder, her eyes filled with embarrassment.

"Ah! No, I—Gosh! I’m leaving now, I swear it wasn’t on purpose," she stammered, then quickly fled with a flushed face. But the image was etched indelibly into her mind. The more she tried to forget, the more the scene resurfaced like a Demon in her thoughts, leaving her feeling both ashamed and angry.

Meanwhile, Xu Yingying had buried her head in the covers, not daring to look behind her. Her lovely face was so red it looked as if it might start bleeding, though it was hard to tell if it was from pleasure or shyness.

"Ahem, Yingying, Yao Wenwen has left," Lin Kuang finally said.

The situation wasn’t too embarrassing for a thick-skinned guy like Lin Kuang. After all, a beautiful woman had walked in, not another man.

Hearing Lin Kuang’s words, Xu Yingying finally turned around with a flushed face. Seeing that Yao Wenwen was indeed gone, she let out a sigh of relief.

"You little jerk, why didn’t you lock the door?" she demanded irritably.

The embarrassing scene had been witnessed by Yao Wenwen. How am I ever going to face her again? This is so mortifying!

Hearing this, Lin Kuang couldn’t help but scratch his head. "Ahem, I didn’t expect her to come back. Besides, closing the door was the last thing on my mind at that moment."

Xu Yingying shot him a fierce glare.

Then again, she had to admit she hadn’t thought of locking the door either. She had been completely immersed in the blissful experience.

"Oh, Lin... Lin Kuang, you didn’t take precautions, did you? Could I... you know?" she asked, her face flushing as she glanced down.

In the heat of the moment, she had completely forgotten about such an important matter. It wasn’t that Xu Yingying didn’t want to have Lin Kuang’s child, but she felt the timing wasn’t right. It was simply too soon.

Seeing her shy and anxious expression, Lin Kuang gently pulled her into an embrace. "It’s alright, Yingying. Don’t worry," he said with a soft smile. "I have it under control. As long as you don’t want a child, I won’t let it happen."

Hearing this, she asked incredulously, "You mean... you can control that?" As she spoke, her pretty face flushed an even deeper shade of red.

"Of course. Others might not be able to, but your man certainly can!" Lin Kuang declared proudly.

He wasn’t boasting. With his level of power, he really could control such things. Of course, if Xu Yingying actually wanted a baby, Lin Kuang could get her pregnant in minutes.

Hearing his words, Xu Yingying chose to believe him, even though it sounded unbelievable. After all, there was no reason for him to lie to her.

"Ahem, Yingying, should we get dressed?" he teased with a smirk, his eyes roaming over her exquisite form. "If not, staring at your beautiful body like this... I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself for much longer."

At his words, Xu Yingying froze. She looked down at her own naked body, and her face went crimson.

"You jerk, turn around!" she demanded, her face flushed as she tried to cover herself.

Lin Kuang paused, looking at her with genuine puzzlement. "After what we’ve just done, why do I have to turn around?"

"Oh, you! Just turn around when I tell you to! Hurry up," Xu Yingying insisted, her face beet-red.

Some shy girls were just like that. Even after being intimate, they still felt extremely bashful when someone openly looked at their bodies. Undoubtedly, Xu Yingying was that kind of girl.

"Alright, alright, I won’t look." Grinning, Lin Kuang turned his back and sat on the bed to get dressed.

A few moments later, both of them were clothed.

Gazing at the striking bloodstain on the white sheets, Lin Kuang felt a wave of emotion, while Xu Yingying’s pretty face couldn’t help but burn.

"You little rascal, hand me the scissors," Xu Yingying said with a flushed face, giving him a sideways glance.

"Huh? What do you need scissors for?" Lin Kuang asked, confused.

"Dummy, I have my reasons. Hurry up," she said impatiently.

"Okay, I’ll get them for you."

Lin Kuang found a pair of scissors in a nearby drawer and handed them to her. Xu Yingying then carefully cut out the blood-stained portion of the sheet and put it away safely.

Lin Kuang watched, stunned, completely failing to understand what she was doing. He didn’t know, of course, that some very traditional women would keep the blood from their first time as a memento—a token of remembrance, or love, for their first man.

Looking at the ruined sheet, Lin Kuang lamented dramatically, "My poor sheet... after all these years, it has met its end at your hands."

"You little scoundrel, are you asking for a beating?" Xu Yingying retorted irritably.

"Heh, not at all," Lin Kuang said with a cheeky grin. "Besides, you wouldn’t have the heart to hit me, would you, Yingying?"

She rolled her eyes at him. "Alright, I should get going. My grandpa should be willing to help you now. If he isn’t, I’ll just throw a fit until he agrees," she said with a little huff.

Seeing this, Lin Kuang couldn’t resist pulling her into his arms again. He said earnestly, "Yingying, I’m with you because you like me and I like you too. I would never have made you mine otherwise. As for Grandpa Xu, you don’t need to say a thing. Trust me, even without anyone’s help, the Lin Family is still the Lin Family!"

Looking into his sincere eyes and listening to his solemn words, Xu Yingying’s heart quivered. She nodded. "Okay, I trust you."

"Good. I’ll walk you out." Taking her small hand, Lin Kuang nodded with a smile.

Xu Yingying didn’t resist, letting him lead her out of the room with her face still flushed.

When they reached the front door, they saw Yao Wenwen standing there. Xu Yingying’s face immediately blazed with embarrassment. Yao Wenwen looked back, equally embarrassed and momentarily at a loss for words.