“I love you so much, I love you so much, baby. Why do you always… never see me?”
In her dazed state, Wen Qiansu felt her lips being drawn into someone’s mouth.
A scorching sensation enveloped her soft, tender lips, sucking and nibbling.
The suction made her lips ache, and her tear-prone constitution caused tears to continuously roll from her flushed eyes. She whimpered, nearly breathless from the intensity!
Mm!
She struggled to make a sound, jolting awake abruptly. Through tear-blurred eyes, she saw the face of a young man—gentle and unnervingly handsome.
“What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”
The man sat by her bed, holding an antique-like celadon medicine bowl in his pale, almost sickly hands. His gaze was kind and gentle as he looked into the girl’s damp eyes.
Wen Qiansu sat up immediately:
“…Who… who are you?”
Where was she?
Why was this strange man in her room?
Behind the man, a gray-haired, kindly-faced middle-aged man spoke:
“This is Mr. Huo.”
“Miss Wen, you fainted in front of our master’s car, grabbing his hand and murmuring incoherently about not wanting to go home. It was already late, and a heavy rainstorm was pouring outside, so our master had no choice but to bring you to the Huo residence first.”
…Oh, was that it?
Mr. Huo?
Wen Qiansu remembered now.
A month ago, a mysterious man had moved into the estate next to hers.
It was said to be the young head of the Huo family, Huo Zhanxing, who had just returned from abroad.
Rumors circulated that Huo Zhanxing was a madman.
He was ruthless, his heart blacker than ink, his mind more intricate than a sieve. It was best not to provoke him for no reason.
Otherwise, you’d meet a very, very tragic end.
Wen Qiansu had only seen him once from a distance after he moved in, and she had been so frightened that she scurried away faster than a rabbit.
And today… it was because she had caught her fiancé checking into a hotel with her stepsister.
Already devastated by the blow,
she had returned home and argued with her father.
As a result, she was kicked out of the house.
Exhausted, emotionally shattered, and drenched by the rain, she had fainted.
If not for the quick reflexes of the Huo family’s driver, who braked in time, she would have died beneath the wheels of the man’s car.
Wen Qiansu, belatedly realizing the situation, wiped her eyes and struggled to get out of bed:
“I’m sorry, Mr. Huo, for causing you trouble. I’ll leave right away.”
“No rush. Drink the medicine first.”
The man’s large hand pressed down on her leg.
His deep, gentle voice was remarkably amiable, and his face was so handsome it seemed unreal—the kind that made you instinctively want to draw closer. It bore no resemblance to the rumored deranged madman.
Wen Qiansu’s bewildered eyes grew slightly confused.
—Clearly, most of the rumors circulating outside were unreliable.
She suddenly coughed.
The rain had left her feverish, and her soft, sweet voice was slightly hoarse.
The man had been holding the medicine bowl for a while. He tilted his head slightly. “Do you need me to feed you?”
“Ah, no, no, thank you, Mr. Huo.”
The girl’s pale, delicate hands hurriedly took the medicine bowl.
“You’re welcome.”
The man’s expression remained gentle and harmless, his dark, profound eyes fixed on her enticing red lips.
She couldn’t see her own lips—red and swollen, as if they had been thoroughly mistreated.
Her thin, flushed eyelids looked pitifully red.
All signs of having cried in her dream.
If she hadn’t woken up,
Mr. Huo would never have let her off so easily.
Huo Zhanxing’s lips curved into a gentle, benevolent smile. “Was someone bullying you? On such a rainy night, why were you out alone?”
Wen Qiansu paused the medicine bowl at her lips. “N-no one.”
Although she was heartbroken, she wasn’t about to share her troubles with a stranger.
The man chuckled.
It was the smile of someone in power, accustomed to controlling everything.
“Is that so? But I heard that Lu Xiaoting, the eldest son of the Lu family, was secretly meeting with Wen Sisi, the second daughter of the Wen family, in a hotel late at night.”
“If I remember correctly, Wen Sisi is your stepsister, and Lu Xiaoting is your fiancé, isn’t he?”
Wen Qiansu abruptly looked up.
Lu Xiaoting truly didn’t care about her dignity at all. He was fooling around with Wen Sisi without even trying to hide it. Now the whole world knew that she, the legitimate fiancée, had been cheated on.
The girl’s eyes reddened at the corners.
Her soft, gentle face, already vulnerable, now buried itself in the crook of her arm in shame after her secret was exposed.
Helpless, fragile, pitiful.
Huo Zhanxing’s heart ached for her.
His heart ached, yet a wild, surging jealousy raged within him.
How utterly detestable.
What right did that scum surnamed Lu have to make the treasure he held in his heart so sad?
“What a terrible man.”
“If I had a fiancée as adorable and beautiful as you, how could I ever bear to cheat?”
“Even if I so much as glanced at another woman, I should gouge out my own eyes and chop off that thing.”
!
Wen Qiansu suddenly raised her eyes.
Mr. Huo was so fierce.
But… it made so much sense!
Cheating scumbags should be chopped, chopped, chopped!
The man’s dark, thick lashes lowered as he gazed at the girl’s soft, gentle eyes. “Scared?”
“No.”
Wen Qiansu shook her head. Far from being scared, she seemed to have found a kindred spirit.
“Mr. Huo, you’re really a good person.”
? The butler was stunned.
The master was being so cruel, yet the girl actually thought he was a good person?
Where did she see any goodness in that?
Huo Zhanxing slowly smiled.
His deep voice was pleasant and gentle. “If you don’t drink the medicine soon, it’ll get cold.”
Mm!
Wen Qiansu felt her mood lighten considerably. She picked up the medicine bowl and took a big gulp.
Sss!
So bitter!
Was this… Chinese medicine?
The girl’s pretty little face scrunched up from the bitterness.
The man was amused by her adorable expression. “What to do? I don’t have anything sweet here.”
Except…
He really wanted to seal her sweet little mouth.
With his tongue, slowly sweeping through her fragrant mouth, coaxing away the bitter medicine, and wildly transferring his own sweetness to her.
Mmm… This is their first proper meeting in this lifetime. He should restrain himself a little.
Otherwise, his timid little treasure might get scared off by him again.
“My apologies, I didn’t consider it properly. I didn’t prepare any desserts or candy. Let me pour you a glass of water to rinse your mouth, alright?”
The man elegantly stood up and personally poured a glass of water.
Wen Qiansu felt that the legendary Mr. Huo was truly gentle, gentlemanly, considerate, and polite.
And he was so handsome.
The outside world must fear his power, which is why they smear him as a devil.
She knew all about the media’s usual tactics.
The girl took the water glass, her bitter-scrunched face still a little crumpled, and said softly, “Thank you, Mr. Huo.”
Whether it was in the medicine or the water, there seemed to be a sedative component.
After drinking the water, Wen Qiansu felt her head grow heavy and drowsy.
“Baby, baby?”
“You’ve had a shock. The sedative in the medicine will help you sleep well, alright, my treasure?”
Outside the window, the rain continued to fall, the night enveloping everything. The man’s gentle voice was like a lullaby coaxing someone to sleep.
Wen Qiansu only managed to murmur a couple of confused sounds.
Her fair, soft, tender cheek was then pinched by the man’s skeletal, almost morbidly slender fingers.
The gentle and courteous Mr. Huo, obsessed, kissed her lips.
Was it bitter?
Why did he feel it wasn’t bitter at all?
His treasure had returned to him alive and well—so sweet.