The next morning, when Luo Yuan woke up, the blanket beside him had already turned cold. He picked up his phone and checked the time; it was not yet seven o'clock.

Ye Zhe'an didn't need to clock in early every day, but years of taking care of his younger brother had made him develop the habit of getting up early. Even when sleeping with Luo Yuan, he never slept in.

Recalling last night's madness, Luo Yuan's face reddened for a moment. Then suddenly, he remembered his current physical condition and quickly touched his belly, but naturally felt nothing.

Last night's sexual encounter was pleasurable, but it left him with lingering anxiety. He thought to himself, "I absolutely cannot continue like this in the future. For the sake of the little one, I must endure."

This little one is not only their biological child, but also the bargaining chip for whether he can continue to stay with Ye Zhe'an. There are less than two months left until the end of their two-year contract, and this child couldn't have come at a better time.

Ye Zhe'an is inherently a kind-hearted person. If he knew he was going to become a father, he would never abandon the child. This child is the only connection between him and Ye Zhe'an. With this child, even if Ye Zhe'an never falls in love with him in his entire life, he would be unable to abandon him.

Thinking of this, a faint smile curved at the corner of Luo Yuan's mouth. Though bitter, it was also sweet.

Luo Yuan lay in bed for a while. The sound of opening and closing doors came from the living room, indicating that Ye Zhe'an had probably left and returned. He quickly sat up and grabbed a piece of clothing before rushing out. "Teacher Ye?"

As Ye Zhe'an entered the house, he stood at the doorway changing his shoes. When he heard a sound, he looked up and saw Luo Yuan wearing only an oversized white shirt, a shirt that belonged to him.

Ye Zhe'an's physique was slightly larger than Luo Yuan's, and his shirt barely covered his buttocks. Luo Yuan had fair skin and was covered in marks left from their wild night. Through the white shirt, they were faintly visible, giving off a somewhat lascivious feeling.

Ye Zhe'an felt his throat was a bit dry. He averted his gaze and placed the breakfast he was holding on the table. "There's nothing in the fridge. Just eat something casual."

This house was bought for Luo Yuan by his father initially. It is close to the school, so Luo Yuan has been living here since he was admitted to graduate school. Later, when Ye Zhe'an came into the picture, the two of them started living here together. Although Ye Zhe'an only comes for two nights every week, Luo Yuan still considers this place as their home.

"Is the refrigerator empty? Then I'll call Auntie and ask her to buy and deliver it." He couldn't cook for himself, so sometimes when he felt like eating, he would ask for a home helper to buy groceries and send them over to help him cook, or on Fridays and Saturdays Ye Zhe'an would come and cook for him. However, recently he had not had much of an appetite and didn't feel like eating anything, so he hadn't asked for any food deliveries and the refrigerator had been empty for a long time.

"No need, I'll go out and buy before noon," Ye Zhe'an said.

"I'll go with you then, it's been a while since I've been to a supermarket." Luo Yuan took two steps closer to Ye Zhe'an and looked up at him, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Two dazzlingly white long legs caught Ye Zhe'an's attention, causing him to furrow his brows and avert his gaze. Luo Yuan mistakenly thought that he was unwilling and felt a bit disappointed. Sensibly, she no longer forced him, but smiled and said, "Then you go, I'll wait for you at home."

Ye Zhe'an turned around and went to the kitchen to get two plates. He put the breakfast on the plates and sat at the table to eat, without paying any attention to Luo Yuan who was still standing by the table watching him.

Luo Yuan stood still for a moment and then turned to enter the bathroom. He closed his eyes as he listened to the sound of running water from inside the bathroom. Taking a deep and slow breath, there seemed to be a flicker in Ye Zhe'an's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, too fast for even him to catch.

After finishing breakfast, Ye Zhe'an sat by the dining table preparing his lesson plan. Luo Yuan sat beside him, watching him intently. He leaned on the table, tilting his head to fix his gaze on Ye Zhe'an's face, his eyes unabashedly filled with infatuation.

Yeh Zhe'an had become accustomed to it. He didn't even lift his head for an hour. When he finally looked up after finishing, Luo Yuan was already asleep with his head resting on the desk.

Ye Zhe'an sneered and felt a little confused. Even though he had been a bit crazy last night and had slept for a while afterwards, why was he already starting to doze off in the late morning?

While pondering, Luo Yuan slowly opened his sleepy eyes and saw Ye Zhe'an looking at him, revealing a sweet smile. "Hello, Teacher Ye. I didn't disturb you, did I?"

"No." Ye Zhe'an withdrew his gaze, collected the books on the table, stood up, grabbed his keys, and was about to leave. "I'm going to the supermarket."

"Professor Ye," Luo Yuan also stood up, with a clearly expectant expression, "Professor Ye, as we agreed before, we were supposed to be together at this time every week, no matter where we go."

Ye Zhe'an hesitated for a moment. It was fine as long as they didn't mention the contract, but once it was brought up, the shameful feelings from the past resurfaced again. His face immediately turned ugly, and he turned around to walk towards the door. "You have three minutes."

Luoyuan's eyes lit up, and he quickly ran towards the bedroom, shouting as he ran, "Teacher Ye, I'll be there soon! Very soon!"

He ran back to the bedroom and randomly pulled out a pair of cropped pants from the wardrobe to put on. He was still wearing Ye Zhe'an's shirt on top, so he decided not to change it. He simply tucked the shirt hem into his pants and put on a pair of slip-on shoes, barefoot. Then he rushed out.

Ye Zhean stood at the entrance of the elevator. Upon hearing his footsteps, he pressed the down button and stared intently at the closed elevator doors, unmoving.

Luo Yuan leaned towards him until their arms were pressed together, then they both looked at the reflection of a couple on the elevator door and smiled like two children deeply in love.

The elevator arrived, and when the door opened, several men were standing inside. They stared at Luo Yuan, their faces suddenly revealing strange and lewd expressions. Ye Zhe'an wrinkled his brow, turned to look at Luo Yuan, and his expression instantly changed.

Without hesitation, he grabbed Luo Yuan and headed towards the entrance of their house. Perplexed, Luo Yuan almost stumbled when he was being dragged along. He exclaimed, "Teacher Ye, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Zhe'an pressed him against the door and said angrily, "Can't you go a day without causing trouble? Huh?"

Except for the first few months, it had been a long time since Ye Zhe'an had said something so hurtful to him. Luo Yuan couldn't accept it for a moment, his eyes misted over with tears. He stared at Ye Zhe'an, afraid to blink, fearing that if tears fell, Ye Zhe'an would look down on him even more. "Teacher Ye, I don't understand what you're saying."

Ye Zhe'an pulled open his collar, revealing one side of his delicate clavicle and rounded shoulders, as well as the purplish marks of sexual activity around his collarbone. He said fiercely, "Do you want everyone to see what's on your body? Do you want everyone to know that you were just fucked last night? Do you want everyone to know that you're a slut who just lies on the bed every day waiting to be fucked? Do you want everyone to know that you, Luo Yuan, cannot survive without a man, and that you're a worthless piece of trash if nobody fucks your ass?! Huh?!"

Unable to hold back any longer, Luo Yuan's tears fell like broken beads, hitting Ye Zhe'an's hand, scalding him to the point where he almost flung his hand away. He stared into Luo Yuan's eyes, those eyes that he had found beautiful at first sight but hadn't really looked at since then. It was the first time he felt a heartache.