Zhao Ye didn't believe that she couldn't hear him, but her act of feigning ignorance left him unable to retort. However, he was not someone who would compromise himself, so he decided to tell the truth directly, "I am very averse to having close contact with others."

"It's fine, I can ask someone else to help him. You just need to accompany him there." Anna said, not giving Zhao Ye a chance to refuse again. She quickly called over a passing waiter, instructed him to assist Zhao Ye in supporting Gu Lan'an back to their room, and then once again put on a look of loneliness, vulnerability, and helplessness as she pleaded with Zhao Ye, "Please."

With the turn of events, Zhao Ye couldn't refuse any longer. He nodded slightly, inserted one hand into his pocket, and turned his head to take the lead and walk away.

The waiter was about to go and help Gu Lan'an, but he unexpectedly reached out and took the initiative to put his hand on his shoulder, guiding him as they quickly caught up.

Watching Zhao Ye head towards the direction she mentioned, Anna wickedly smirked, covering her mouth. In reality, Gu Lan'an lived on the second floor, but it was actually an annex building. The main building, where Anna resided, was where she had tidied up his newlywed home out of boredom.

Walking to the place Anna mentioned, Zhao Ye had no intention to stay any longer when he saw the waiter dragging Gu Lan'an to the front door. Just as he was about to turn around, the waiter placed Gu Lan'an against him and apologetically said, "Lord Zhao, it's inconvenient for me to open the door while supporting Young Master. Could you please help him for a moment?" After saying that, the waiter took out the key and opened the door.

Zhaoye hesitated for a moment, extended his hand, but hesitated when he was about to touch Gu Lan'an's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face with closed eyes.

I didn't expect the waiter to be so efficient. Gu Lan An leaned satisfied against Zhao Ye, mentally preparing herself to endure the pain in her buttocks again. But half a day passed and he still didn't push her away. She felt a sense of joy in her heart and a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips. However, in the next second, she was thrown onto a soft place.

Has he been discovered? Gu Lan felt a wave of panic in her heart, freezing in place with her hands and feet, too afraid to move.

I thought I could escape once the door was opened, but to my surprise, the waiter walked away without saying a word or even looking back after opening the door. Reluctantly, Zhao Ye placed Gu Lan'an by the bedside and glanced at him, but he didn't respond. Zhao Ye was taken aback. For the second time, he found himself feeling sorry for his peaceful sleeping face. Why was that? Without dwelling too much on it, Zhao Ye shifted his gaze towards Gu Lan'an's room. He frowned at the glaring red decorations, the rose petals adorning the walls, and the heart-shaped centerpiece on the bed. It was truly tasteless.

Shaking her head, Zhao Ye involuntarily shivered and turned away.

"Zhao Ye, don't leave. Stay with me." As he walked to the door, Zhao Ye heard Gu Lan'an's voice once again. Unsure whether he was asleep or awake, Zhao Ye halted his steps and coldly said, "Gu Lan'an, I don't know if you're truly drunk or pretending to be, but I warn you, stay away from me. Once tonight is over, I won't hold it against you, and there will be no further relationship between us. Don't mention it either." After saying this, he closed the door and left.

After hearing the sound of the door closing for a while, Gu Lan'an slowly opened his eyes. Tears slid from the corner of his eyes in that instant. Acting in so many plays had made it easy for him to see through whether others were acting or not, but when it came to himself, it was difficult to discern. Just like earlier when Zhaoye, who was known as the king of actors, couldn't see through his act of being drunk and couldn't perceive the emotions in his eyes. Just like how he, who always believed he could see through people's hearts, couldn't read Zhaoye's heart or understand what he had just done. Was he really drunk or faking it? He was usually a lightweight, but even when he got drunk before, he never acted out like this. However, with Zhaoye, he couldn't help but display that kind of behavior. Saying it was just drunken madness, in reality, it might have been him feeling panicked for a moment after sensing Zhaoye's repeated indifference: wanting to be closer to him, relying on the presence of others, and soothing his own restless heart.