Chief Doctor, Please Stop

When he mentions the past, he seems to be very annoyed. He pulls the tie in front of his chest angrily and pulls the suit off,
throwing it on the sofa in the hall.
As a result, with a splash, the pile of condoms jumps out of his pocket restlessly, scattering everywhere.
Nino stares at the condoms on the ground in shock then glances at him again, embarrassment flashing across her eyes.
Yasin doesn’t expect those things to be so restless that they frequently pop out for him to clean up.
"Is it weird for a man to prepare these things?"
Feeling the weird gaze from Nino, Yasin asks her flatly.
"No."
Nino shakes her head and denies.
Yes, he even has a fiancée. What's weird about having these things?
"Or do you still remember that I have the habit of not wearing a condom?"
"..."
Nino takes a breath. "Yasin, don't be a hooligan!"
This man always puts on an elegant and noble appearance, but he speaks more vulgarly than a hooligan.
Of course, it just happens that he is like this that he completely seduces her to the death! So much that whenever she recalls
their time, those segments seem to bring her warmth in her memories.
Yasin ignores Nino, unties the tie under his neck, throws it on the sofa, and goes to the dressing room.
While walking, he unbuttons the golden buttons on the cuffs with aristocratic elegance in every gesture.
"I'm hungry. I’m going out to eat first."
They find a high-end restaurant nearby for dinner.
When the waiter brings the menu, Yasin refuses it. "Wait, I have another friend."

"Okay."
The waiter takes the menu and steps back for the moment.
Yasin looks at Nino on his side. "You don't mind there being someone else, right?"
"of course."
Nino nods pointlessly.
"Because you are designing this villa to be used as a new house for marriage, I want to hear my fiancée’s opinion."
"..."
So, the person who is going to come is his fiancée?
Nino feels a little tight in her chest and a shortness of breath. She then smiles. "That would be the best."
Ten minutes later...A dignified white figure stands by their table.
"Yasin, have you waited a long time?"
A soft voice, like a clear spring, drifts over.
There is a slight smile on the corner of the girl's beautiful mouth, bringing comfort to others around her.
Dignified temperament, elegant posture, and virtuous speech – it is obvious that she is the daughter of a rich family from just one
glance.
"No, we just arrived."
Yasin gets up and pulls out the seat for her like a gentleman.
In front of her, he looks like an elegant prince, without a trace of anger.
Nino thinks, maybe this is the so-called perfect pair!
Should she bless them? But why does her heart feel slightly uncomfortable watching him serve his fiancée so diligently?

"Here, Mimosa, let me introduce her to you. This is Miss Nino Yin, the main designer of our new house." Yasin introduces Nino to
Mimosa. In his tone, he sounds completely detached from Nino and unfamiliar with her.
"Miss Yin, this is my fiancée, Mimosa Qu."
Mimosa Qu? Nino is stuns for a second and her heart aches.
The daughter of the Qu Group, the daughter-in-law of the Jing family. She heard Yasin’s mother mention her as early as four
years ago.
Nino takes a deep breath without any trace and feels relieved.
The three of them were tangled up, walked around in a big circle, and finally returned to the original place.
Perhaps this is the ending they should have.
"Miss Yin, hello, nice to meet you."
Mimosa's soft voice pulls Nino back from her thoughts.
Nino returns to her senses and hurriedly smiles as she politely shakes Mimosa’s hand. "Hello."
"Let's order first. Waiter!" Yasin calls the waiter over.
The waiter passes the menu to everyone.
This time, Yasin does not rush to order like he did when he ate with Nino last time but asks Mimosa considerately. "What do you
want to eat?"
He looks at Mimosa as he asks her. There is a small smile between his thin lips, as if he wants to spoil her.
"Miss Yin is a guest, let Miss Yin order first." Mimosa smiles, a little embarrassed.
"Sure, that's fine."
Yasin shifts his gaze to Nino and maintains a detached smile. "Miss Yin, feel free to order whatever you want to eat."
At this moment, Nino suddenly feels that she is extra at the table. She is the third wheel.

She should grab a bowl and eat alone at another table!
"Sorry, you guys order it first. I’m going to the bathroom and will be back right away."
Nino goes to the bathroom as if she is fleeing.
She holds water in her hands and splashes it on her face, trying to clear up her mind.
Nino, what are you still thinking about?! That man outside had nothing to do with you a long ago. Why did you feel tight in your
chest and uncomfortable just because he was a little closer to other women?
Nino looks up at her frustrated self in the mirror.