<h4>Chapter 381 Angered Chen Yn to death! </h4>


    ?Zhang Wei, seemingly oblivious to her distress, clicked his tongue and advanced toward her. "C''mon, don''t destroy my mood..." he said, taking a step forward.


    Chen Yn''s eyes darted frantically, desperately seeking an exit from the escting situation. She could feel the dangerous proximity of the cliff''s edge just behind her, its presence looming like an ominous specter.


    Summoning a resolve borne of fear and determination, she issued a stark warning, her voice steady despite the turmoil within. "Wei, if youe any closer, I would jump..."


    Zhang Wei, momentarily halting in his advance, frowned deeply, his expression one of perplexity and challenge. "Then jump," he retorted, his words a startling mix of dare and indifference.


    The response sent a shockwave through Chen Yn, but before she could even process the gravity of his words, Zhang Wei closed the distance between them in a swift motion, seizing her hands. "Haha, how about jumping together?" he teased, his tone light but his actions bordering on menacing as he feigned a push towards the cliff. "No, don''t! We would die," Chen Yn''s protest was immediate, her voiceced with fear and denial.


    An ufortable silence enveloped them, Zhang Wei''s gaze locked on Chen Yn, who was now consumed with a sense of dread.


    The realization dawned upon her that the man before her, whom she had known for so long, was capable of pushing boundaries she never thought he would.


    The unease in her heart grew, a feeling of betrayal and fear intermingling.


    Zhang Wei''s mind raced with thoughts and calctions. ''She wouldn''t really jump and kill herself if I pushed further, would she?'' he pondered, searching her eyes for any indication of her true intentions. Yet, even he was uncertain, his usual confidence wavering in the face of her evident distress.


    Ultimately, Zhang Wei chose to relent, not wanting topletely shatter the tense atmosphere. "Okay, let''s not destroy my moodpletely," he said, pulling her back slightly from the edge of the cliff. Chen Yn struggled silently in his grasp, her efforts focused on putting distance between them. "You can''t hold me like that..." she cautioned, her voice a mix of warning and plea.


    Zhang Wei''s reaction to Chen Yn''s evident anger was a mix of amusement andughter at her adorable words.


    His chuckle, while light-hearted, did little to ease the tension. "Yes, yes. But remember, I don''t listen to your kind!" he quipped, maintaining his grip on her as they began their descent down the mountain. His tone was teasing, but the undercurrent of control was unmistakable.


    Chen Yn found herself being led, almost against her will, her steps reluctant but forced by the momentum of Zhang Wei''s determined stride.


    She was unaware of the orchids, now safely stored in Zhang Wei''s inventory – a small constion in the midst of a confusing and ufortable situation.


    Back at the car, Zhang Wei carefully secured Chen Yn''s seatbelt, his actions meticulous yet distant.


    The distinct aroma that emanated from her only added to theplexity of the moment – a blend of the orchids'' fragrance and an underlying tension that filled the space between them.


    Chen Yn sat rigidly, her gaze averted, the silent anger in her eyes speaking volumes.


    The drive back down the mountainmenced with Zhang Wei at the wheel, his nce asionally shifting towards her.


    His thoughts, however, veered into a darker, more calcting realm. ''Tsk, what anger. Let''s see if she dares to be angry if the rice is cooked already.'' The inwardughter that followed was reminiscent of a viin plotting his next move, a stark contrast to the serene and natural beauty of the mountain they were leaving behind.


    The interior of the car was soon filled with the acrid scent of cigarette smoke, a stark contrast to the fresh mountain air they had just left behind.


    Chen Yn''s expression shifted from one of silent anger to slight mncholy, her brows knitting together in response to the intrusive smell.


    Her voice, tinged with a mix of frustration and disappointment, broke the silence. "The people who hide their ability to cope with stress behind a cigarette are weak..." she said, her wordsced with a conviction that spoke of deeper feelings than just disdain for the habit.


    Zhang Wei''s response came with a light-heartedugh, betraying neither offense nor agreement. "Angry, huh? Then you have to be disappointed, because... I smoke them for aesthetics and not for coping with stress," he replied, his tone dismissive.


    !?


    Chen Yn, her patience fraying, closed her ears, refusing to listen to any more of his provocations.


    His ability to disturb her calm andposed demeanor was indeed unique.


    Amidst her silent protest, Zhang Wei couldn''t help but throw in another teasing remark. "You look cuter when angry," he said, an observation that seemed to amuse him.


    Chen Yn turned to face him, stunned and exasperated. "Why... Are you doing this?" she asked, her voice a mix of confusion and a plea for understanding.


    His behavior seemed almost calcted to upset her.


    With a chuckle, Zhang Wei extinguished the cigarette and tossed it out the window. He then reached over, gently pressing her cheeks between his fingers. "Because you look cuter when you are angry," he repeated, his smile mischievous and teasing.


    Chen Yn''s demand for personal space, "Don''t touch," was met with Zhang Wei''s persistent disregard for her boundaries. Her reaction, a mix of surprise and displeasure, was clear when she pped his hand away.


    Zhang Wei, seemingly unfazed by her rejection, persisted in his yful but intrusive behavior. "C''mon, don''t be so petty," he said, reaching out once again to touch her face.


    "DON''T touch!" Chen Yn''s voice rose in protest, her patience clearly wearing thin, her hands balling into cute fists.


    Zhang Wei''s response was a chuckle, a seemingly carefree attitude that belied the seriousness of her difort. "Why not? It''s quite soft..." he remarked, stretching her cheeks in a gesture that was both familiar and unwee.


    "You!?" Chen Yn''s face flushed with anger and disbelief. The thought crossed her mind that Zhang Wei might actually be trying to provoke her to the point of death!


    The remainder of the journey was marked by a growing tension.


    Chen Yn eventually sank into resignation, her face now tinged with a rosy blush from his constant teasing, which only made her appear more adorable.


    Her valiant efforts to ward off Zhang Wei''s advances slowly crumbled, leaving her with a defeated sense of apathy. In that moment, all she yearned for was a swift escape, to flee from the awkward and bewildering situation, and return home as swiftly as possible.


    Her sense of safety andfort around Zhang Wei, once taken for granted, had been deeply shaken. The yful, affectionate interactions they once shared were now tainted by a sense of intrusion and disrespect.


    Zhang Wei, for his part, continued to y with her hair and cheeks, seemingly oblivious or indifferent to her difort.