Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

ate.
Drink up.
You should go to sleep once you finish this.”

Yaoyao actually listened to him and took a gulp of water as he watched her gently.

The cold water flowed down her throat and it was only then that she realized how thirsty she was.

Once she was done, Beitang You laid her down on the bed.

When he stood back up, he bent down to kiss her on the forehead.
His dark eyes stared at her and he said quietly, “Yaoyao, what happened just now was nothing to worry about.
You don’t need to be troubled over it.”

Yaoyao looked at him in a daze.
Her face was bright red.

“Go to bed.
Don’t think about it anymore.” Beitang You rubbed her head once more and turned away.
He had just taken a couple of steps when a thought crossed his mind.
He gave a low laugh and said, “Yaoyao, does this make me your man now?”

Yaoyao did not reply.
It was only when she heard the door shut behind him that she began to punch her pillow, her mind descending into a flurry mess.

It only took one wrong move for your life to be filled with eternal regret!

She would not have looked at it or touched it if she knew this would happen.

Even though nothing happened between them at the crucial moment, she had already seen all of Beitang You.

Yaoyao regretted this tremendously.

He was the one who told her not to be troubled over it and had promised she would not need to take responsibility.
Despite that, he left her with those last parting words.
What did he mean by that?

What did he mean by saying he was her man?

It was the same as insinuating that she should be taking responsibility.

Sob sob…

Yaoyao drifted off to sleep with a major feeling of regret.

That night, she had a dream—it was all about Beitang You.

She even dreamt about their wedding…

The next day.

Yaoyao had overslept again as expected.

She only woke up when she heard chattering outside.

Yaoyao rubbed her eyes and opened them.

She stared at the top of her bed and gave a long sigh.

It was lucky that it was just a dream…

As she sighed, she could not help but feel slightly regretful.

Sigh.
Her dream had almost continued to their first night after the wedding…

When she realized what she was thinking about, Yaoyao’s face turned red with embarrassment.
She quickly hid her head under the covers, berating herself for thinking such thoughts.