“Uncle Lu, you… that…” Ye Xixi stammered, her face flushed with surprise and embarrassment, her voice softening into a murmur.
“How come you’re drinking my blood?”
Lu Peishen looked at her, suddenly realizing what had happened. He quickly suppressed the fiery blue glow in his pupils, returning to normal as he said in a low, husky voice, “Did I scare you?”
“I forgot to grab a tissue.”
“Don’t be frightened.”
Ye Xixi made a soft sound of acknowledgment and immediately shook her head: “Uncle Lu, no, no, I just didn’t expect you to… not mind me like this.”
“I thought… since we’re getting married, we should work on our relationship.” Lu Peishen still didn’t dare tell her the truth right now.
He was a member of the Wolf Clan, centuries old.
He was afraid of scaring her, afraid she might run away.
Where would he go to find his wife then?
He could only make up an excuse.
“Oh, okay.” Ye Xixi understood.
“Uncle Lu, is this something Grandma asked you to do?” Ye Xixi wasn’t so infatuated as to think Lu Peishen would fall for someone like her – a mere 20-year-old bean sprout.
A mature, charming, and masculine domineering president like him should prefer those beautiful, enchanting women, right?
After all, last year she had seen a rumor about Uncle Lu.
Uncle Lu had been linked with a popular ballet dancer, Liu Congwen.
Miss Liu had been photographed by paparazzi standing on a street corner with Uncle Lu late at night, crying while they talked. That very image had been captured.
Then everyone in the capital’s social circles knew that the heart of the Lu Group’s CEO belonged to that tearful, beautiful ballet dancer Liu Congwen.
The rumor had trended for a full day.
It was taken down the next day.
Neither side had offered any explanation, but those who saw it were left with a deep impression.
Recently, it was said that Miss Liu had gone abroad for further studies.
To abandon her ballet career at the peak of her popularity and suddenly leave – was it because of Uncle Lu?
Anyway, Ye Xixi felt that Lu Peishen couldn’t possibly like a college student like her.
Their marriage was probably just because of the pregnancy and Grandma’s demands, right?
Thinking this, Ye Xixi felt a slight pang of discomfort and disappointment in her heart.
But then she reconsidered – even if Uncle Lu didn’t love her, they were about to get married legitimately. Regardless of whether they would divorce later,
Uncle Lu had saved her during her difficult times.
He was her benefactor in life.
She shouldn’t overthink things.
In the future, when she lived in Uncle Lu’s home, she would just focus on being good to him.
After sorting out her thoughts, Ye Xixi wasn’t so disappointed anymore. Instead, she felt genuinely content from the bottom of her heart.
“Well, but I will spoil you.” Lu Peishen actually wanted to confess his feelings.
But looking at the young girl’s sparkling, captivating beautiful big eyes, he was afraid his straightforward confession might frighten her.
She had already shown resistance toward him earlier.
So maybe wait a little longer?
When the time was right, he would tell her.
Ye Xixi obediently nodded: “Uncle Lu, thank you. I’ll be good, and I’ll treat you well too.”
Lu Peishen smiled: “Okay.”
That worked too – treating each other well, slowly building their relationship from here.
“Ah, that’s right, Uncle Lu.” Having settled that matter, Ye Xixi slipped down from his straight, long legs and sat obediently by his side, saying: “My aunt still wants to drag me back. Can you help me handle it?”
“Also, don’t tell them about our marriage plans. My aunt will definitely come to make demands from you.” Ye Xixi didn’t want that heartless woman who had bullied her to come suck Uncle Lu dry.
Uncle Lu was clearly a kind-hearted, good man.
Her aunt was a shrew who would stoop to scheming – that wouldn’t do.
Uncle Lu definitely couldn’t win against her.
Lu Peishen raised his handsome, deep-set eyebrows slightly: “Xixi, I’ll handle it.”
A mere woman was no match for him.
“Can you tell me why your aunt treats you so differently from how she portrays herself online?”
If he could learn the truth, he would find a way to obtain her guardianship back when she was 16 after her parents passed away.
He would keep her by his side and pamper her properly.
Ye Xixi lowered her head, somewhat aggrieved: “Because my aunt doesn’t like me.”
“If my uncle were still alive, she wouldn’t dare bully me. But after my uncle passed away two years ago, she started…”
“Now that she’s taken over my uncle’s business, she needs to maintain a good public image. That’s why she posts positive content online, but in reality… she makes me live and work like a servant.”
“Recently, her company has been short on funds. She contacted human traffickers and sold me to work as forced labor in South Africa.” At this point, Ye Xixi’s eyes grew moist.
Seeing this, Lu Peishen didn’t want her to feel worse. He immediately pulled out a tissue and wiped her tears: “Xixi, don’t cry. I’ll make your aunt pay for what she’s done.”
“From now on, you’ll live with the Lu Family. No one will dare bully you.”
“In the future, you’ll live very happily.”
Ye Xixi sniffled and stopped crying.
Uncle Lu was right.
As long as she could escape her aunt, even if Uncle Lu divorced her later, she could support herself and wouldn’t have to live such a miserable life.
“Okay, Uncle Lu, I won’t cry anymore.”
Lu Peishen nodded, crumpled the tear-soaked tissue into a ball, and tossed it into the nearby wastebasket.
He reached out wanting to comfort the pitiful girl, but stopped his hand mid-air, maintaining his gentlemanly restraint.
There would be plenty of time in the future to hold and comfort his soft little wife – no need to rush now.
*
Lu Peishen’s villa was located in Xishan Bay, the wealthiest residential area in Beijing’s elite circles.
The environment was tranquil, surrounded by trees with fresh air.
Security was tight, with guards patrolling the villa area by car every hour.
Soon, their luxury car arrived at the villa entrance.
Instead of driving straight in, Lu Peishen stopped at the security booth by the iron gate and rolled down the window.
The guard on duty recognized the famous President Lu.
He immediately broke into a broad smile, bending slightly to greet him: “President Lu, good day.”
“Hello. This is my wife. Don’t stop her when she comes in from now on.” Lu Peishen instructed.
The young guard looked into the car in surprise, where indeed sat a girl who appeared dirty and ragged.
The girl looked quite obedient.
But she was so filthy?
How could President Lu marry such a girl?
Did he have some special preference?
The guard memorized Ye Xixi’s face while feeling shocked and confused.
Truly astonishing.
In the guard’s eyes, someone of Lu Peishen’s status – a high-society president – should marry one of Beijing’s beautiful, elegant socialites.
Why would he want a dirty little girl with scars on her face?
Was it because she looked young?
“Had enough?” Lu Peishen frowned, displeased that he was staring at his wife like that.
Instantly becoming protective.
The security guard didn’t dare continue, quickly withdrawing his gaze and not daring to look further.
He was just curious and shocked.
“President Lu, sorry, sorry.”
Without wasting words, Lu Peishen immediately rolled up the car window and told Shao Bai to drive to the villa.
He wanted to give Ye Xixi a bath first.
Then change her into a beautiful, clean dress, making her his most beautiful little pregnant darling.