Bang!
A loud crash echoed.
The black Land Rover lost control and plunged into the dense forest, violently colliding with a thick century-old tree.
The vehicle flipped onto its side, flames shooting skyward.
Following closely were hurried footsteps.
Lu Chiwan was trapped in the back seat, her consciousness fading when someone yanked her forcefully.
“It hurts…”
Everything went black before her eyes; she didn’t even have time to see the face of the person in front of her before she passed out.
Another loud explosion followed as the car blew up, the shockwave rippling through half the forest.
A man in a black overcoat casually twirled a cold-glinting dagger in his hand.
His profile was sharply defined, his expression terrifyingly aloof, yet the way he handled the dagger exuded an air of utter nonchalance.
Li Yanxing let out a cold, derisive snort, his voice icy and merciless. “Chen Yang’s mistress? This young?”
“Useless to keep her. Dispose of her.”
“Brother Yan, we’ve checked—she’s the only survivor of the explosion. Maybe…”
Lin Mu rushed over panting, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of the young girl bleeding on the ground.
Li Yanxing lifted his gaze to him. “Speak.”
Lin Mu swallowed hard. “I heard Chen Yang dotes on this young lover of his, treats her like his heart and soul. With all other leads dead, why not use her as bait to lure the snake out of its hole?”
Lure the snake out of its hole…
Li Yanxing lowered his eyelids, pondering for a moment. “Fine. I’ll let her live a little longer.”
Nancheng.
A private hospital under the Li family’s ownership.
Lu Chiwan struggled to open her eyes, her vision blurring before a tall figure came into view.
She blinked a few times, finally focusing clearly, and couldn’t help murmuring, “What kind of celestial beauty is this?”
Li Yanxing, suddenly complimented: “?”
“Awake?”
Li Yanxing looked down, his gaze fixed on the girl in the hospital bed. “Any discomfort?”
Though the words were caring, his tone was frigid, more like an interrogation.
Lu Chiwan shrank back slightly, her long eyelashes trembling.
She strained to recall something, but nothing came to mind.
“Who… am I?”
After a long pause, she asked in confusion, her starlit eyes gazing pleadingly at the man before her, already seeing him as her sole anchor.
Damn!
Li Yanxing felt like cursing. What woman dared look at him like that? Had she lost her mind?
“Who… am I, really?”
Lu Chiwan reached out timidly, lightly tugging his sleeve, on the verge of tears.
Li Yanxing frowned deeply. Remembering Lin Mu’s words, he swallowed his curses and perfunctorily said, “I’m your husband.” Did you forget?”
“Hus… husband?”
Lu Chiwan seemed skeptical, pointing at herself. “I’m your wife?”
Li Yanxing gave a cold “Mm.Just as he prepared to explain her amnesia in a perfunctory manner, the girl suddenly sat up and threw herself into his arms. “Waaah, husband, I’m so scared.”
With no memories and overwhelmed by panic, Lu Chiwan was engulfed in intense unease. This so-called ‘husband’ was her only lifeline.
Li Yanxing had never been embraced like this by a woman. Instinctively, he shoved her away, sending Lu Chiwan tumbling back onto the hospital bed.
Having been unconscious for seven full days, her injuries were far from healed. The fall sent sharp pains through her body, leaving her mind blank.
“Husband, don’t you love me anymore?”
“You’re abusing me!”
Lu Chiwan was thrown so hard that tears welled up in her eyes. Curled up on the hospital bed, she looked at him pitifully and accused, “I want a divorce, you domestic abuser!”
“Even my memory loss must be your doing. Where’s my lawyer? I won’t say another word until my lawyer arrives!”
The young girl trembled with anger, her pale little face streaked with tear stains—both fierce and timid at once.
Li Yanxing: “?”
Lawyer my ass, you don’t have one!
“You…”
He reached out to grab Lu Chiwan, intending to give her a beating.
“Brother Yan.”
Lin Mu’s urgent voice came from outside.
Li Yanxing released Lu Chiwan and turned to stride away, his retreating figure radiating coldness.
Lu Chiwan struggled to sit up, staring blankly toward the door as she strained to recall anything.
But… it was all blank. She couldn’t remember a thing.
Was that handsome yet… terrifying man really her husband?
Where were her family members? What was her name? Why had she lost her memory?
Outside the hospital room door, Lin Mu handed Li Yanxing the newly obtained information.
“Brother Yan, this guy is too cunning. We can’t find any other leads for now. The only thing we know is that he treats his mistress really well.”
“These are several major transaction records from him this year—all lavish spending for that mistress.”
Li Yanxing looked down at the documents in his hand, growing increasingly irritated.
Still no clues. The only person who knew anything was that woman in the hospital room.
Beating and interrogating someone with amnesia was useless—she could only be used as bait to slowly fish for information.
He must have lost his mind to follow Lin Mu’s suggestion of being the bait himself.
His phone rang at an inopportune time.
Li Yanxing didn’t answer.
But the ringing persisted, again and again.
Li Yanxing glanced at the caller ID and finally answered, his expression turning even colder.
Lin Mu took a step back, afraid of getting caught in the crossfire, and peeked into the hospital room. The young girl seemed terrified.
How pitiful.
But unfortunately, Brother Yan’s enemy was his enemy too.
“What is it?”
“A blind date? Are you kidding me?”
Li Yanxing gripped his phone as if he’d heard the biggest joke of all time.
Not just a blind date—they’d even arranged the person and location, already assuming he’d agreed.
“Perfect match,” “made in heaven”—who were they trying to mock?
“Not going.”
“Yanxing, if you agree to this blind date and engagement, I’ll have your father give you that land parcel you wanted.”
The old lady’s unwavering voice came through the phone.
Li Yanxing leaned against the wall outside the hospital room, one hand in his pocket, eyes slightly lowered—the picture of lazy indifference, both cold and alluring.
They thought a piece of land could make him go on a blind date? Oh no, they’d already jumped to the engagement stage.
Was his marriage worth so little?
Just as Li Yanxing was about to refuse…
Suddenly…
A soft, warm little hand grabbed his arm.
Li Yanxing froze, glancing sideways.
The girl in patient clothes had somehow quietly moved beside him. Clutching his arm, her tears fell pattering down.
“?”
What nonsense now?
“A blind date! You’re going behind my back to go on a blind date!”
“You—not only are you abusive, you’re also cheating! How could I be so unlucky to end up with a husband like you? Wuwuwu, you better explain yourself clearly…”
The girl’s voice was clear and sweet, with a soft, lingering quality—utterly captivating.
The voice on the other end of the phone abruptly cut off.
Husband?
Li Yanxing was momentarily stunned before replying impatiently, “I’m already married. I’ll bring her home to you tomorrow.”
Then, he hung up the phone, turned around, and cornered the young girl against the wall, his eyes dark and intense. “Come home with me tomorrow, hmm?”
“…”
The new story has finally made its debut after much anticipation~ The female lead appears to be a crybaby but is far from weak. Growing up in a loving environment, she’s witty, clever, and full of whimsy, with her own unique survival instincts when facing challenges. The male lead, born and raised in darkness, walks through shadows—brooding and aloof, with the female lead being his only salvation. A lifetime of devotion reserved for one person, this is a tale of pursuit and willing surrender. Looking forward to having you all accompany me on this writing journey. Love you all~