The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

Chapter 608: Chapter 587: Then, let me be your woman!_9

So powerful that even Amber had lost all leads.

Ignoring the word "selfish" in Qin Fan’s double-entendre, Jiang Yino took a deep breath. She gazed at the luxuriously decorated wall from his embrace and, as if she had suddenly made up her mind, said, "Then you can owe me for a lifetime. A lifetime you can never repay, okay?"

At her sudden words, Qin Fan’s body jolted violently. His eyes widened in disbelief. Before the excitement could even register, he stammered, his voice trembling, "Yinuo, what... what did you just say?"

Instead of answering right away, Jiang Yino hugged him tighter. She rested her chin on his shoulder and stared at the bite mark she had left there before speaking in a daze. "Qin Fan, I’m lost. I don’t know where my life is headed or what path I should take. I always thought heaven would grant me a simple life filled with quiet, warm happiness, but I was wrong. Your appearance, my feelings for you, us getting together... it all led to Xu Jiayi’s death and the nightmare that followed.

"I never imagined any of this would happen to me, but fate played a cruel joke on me—one that nearly ruined my entire life. Qin Fan, I can’t endure any more torment. I really can’t. I’m scared... so scared. If you hadn’t shown up back then, what would have happened to me?" By the end, her face was drenched in tears.

"Don’t say it. Don’t think about it. Don’t cry. It’s all in the past. Nothing like that will ever happen again," Qin Fan said, his voice hoarse with pain as he gently stroked the long, black hair tumbling down her back.

"Qin Fan, since fate has bound you so tightly to my life, then... let me be your woman."

Her former shyness and reserve were gone. After everything that had happened, Jiang Yino seemed to have matured immensely. Though her voice was quiet and tearful, it was filled with unwavering determination. At eighteen, she had endured the emotional trials of a twenty-eight-year-old and forged the resilience of a thirty-eight-year-old. When a person survives a crisis, their mind can mature by leaps and bounds. If they fail, their spirit completely shatters. Fortunately, Qin Fan’s appearance had been her salvation at this crossroads. If not for his timely arrival, what fate would have awaited her? Death. She would have ended her own life, and the script of Qin Fan’s previous life would have repeated its tragic course.

So, for the Jiang Yino of this moment, there was nothing left to consider. She was destined to never forget this man, to never be free from the memory of this journey that was fated to be etched into her very soul. At this moment, she discarded all her previous shyness and reserve. Was this decision crazy? Was it impulsive? It was both. But for a woman, impulse and madness are often in her blood; the only difference is whether the life she gambles with her youth ends in victory or defeat.

As her quiet, resolute words faded, Qin Fan remained frozen, his expression utterly dazed.

Jiang Yino slowly lifted her chin from his shoulder and loosened her tight embrace. She reached out, her hands gently cupping his handsome face as she stared intently into his stunned eyes. After a moment, a slow smile graced her lips. She gradually leaned in, closed her eyes, and pressed her own lips against his.

In that instant, Jiang Yino bore no resemblance to the innocent, shy college freshman she once was. She was the very picture of sophistication.