Yin Huan raised her hand to cover his lips, pushing his head back as she feigned a weak threat, “Bo Xun, if you dare kiss me, you’re dead.”
Bo Xun grinned mischievously, planting a loud “mwah” directly onto her palm.
Yin Huan’s crescent-shaped, captivating eyes grew misty, their corners tinged with red. “Bo Xun, you jerk!”
“Why the tears? We even kissed mouth-to-mouth as kids, and now you’re rejecting me?” Bo Xun watched her frustration with smug satisfaction.
Ungrateful little Huanhuan!
With her flamboyant, spoiled temperament and high-maintenance tendencies, he’d never rest easy if she married someone else.
He’d just have to reluctantly marry her himself.
“That was childhood! We’re adults now,” Yin Huan retorted, frantically wiping her hand.
“Thanks for the reminder, Young Mistress. We are adults—old enough for adult activities. Especially since we’re now engaged with our parents’ blessing…” Bo Xun’s tall frame loomed over her, his deep-set eyes crinkling with that familiar roguish smile.
Bo Xun possessed strikingly refined features: high arched brows, double-lidded phoenix eyes, dark pupils, a straight nose, perfectly proportioned lips, a sharp jawline, and angular cheeks. Even his physique—broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs—surpassed that of male models.
Yet his deliberately provoking demeanor and shamelessly flirtatious personality constantly clashed with hers. The older they grew, the more irritating he became, making genuine affection impossible.
If not for their childhood bond and their families’ deep-rooted ties involving complex interests, she’d have cut him off completely back when he threw away her love letter.
“Huanhuan~”
Having drunk some alcohol, Bo Xun deliberately lowered his voice, the deep timbre vibrating in her ear like a cello solo.
Yin Huan’s heart hammered wildly. This scoundrel was drunk now.
Was he really going to try something… adult? Something engaged couples do?
Before she could finish the thought, darkness enveloped her vision as Bo Xun’s warm lips descended, wrapping her in the potent mingling of liquor and masculine musk.
Bo Xun was kissing her!!!
Her first kiss was gone!!!
Yin Huan’s mind went blank, remaining motionless as Bo Xun’s lips moved insistently against hers.
When she sensed his intention to deepen the kiss, Yin Huan jolted back to awareness, shoving at his shoulders.
But the disparity in their strength was too great. With Bo Xun determined to kiss her, his weight pressing down made it impossible to push him away.
“Mmph… no…”
Her protest only gave Bo Xun an opening.
Her first kiss was completely gone.
Yin Huan hit him, kicked him, stomped on him.
Instead of anger, Bo Xun chuckled, lingering close to her cheek. “Huanhuan tastes so sweet~”
“Sweet your sister! Get lost!”
“Lost in the sheets?” Bo Xun greedily nuzzled her fragrant, soft shoulder, closing his eyes in intoxication. “So soft and sweet~”
“Pervert! Get away!”
Yin Huan kicked his leg.
Her stiletto heels made the kicks particularly painful.
Bo Xun braced himself upright, his suit pants now bearing several shoe prints.
Unoffended and unbothered, his dark eyes sparkled with triumphant mischief. “Kissing Huanhuan’s lips makes a few kicks worth it.”
“Shameless!” Yin Huan adjusted her disheveled clothing.
“I’ve always been thick-skinned—you’ve known that since day one.” Bo Xun licked his lips nostalgically. “Your bite stings, though.”
He’d refused to let go earlier—if she hadn’t bitten him, should she have let him keep invading?
Furious, Yin Huan grabbed her bag and stormed out.
There was no communicating with Bo Xun.
Bo Xun sat slouched casually, “My fiancée, wait for me to marry you~”
“In your dreams!!!”
Bo Xun slapped his own face—it stung. This was no dream!
Yin Huan was really going to marry him.
Yin Family Villa.
Yin Huan clung to her mother, whining, “Dearest Mom, I don’t want to marry Bo Xun. I’m only 22—I don’t want to get married~”
“Sweetheart, your engagement is already settled. When you were little, you used to follow Bo Xun around saying you’d marry him when you grew up. Why don’t you want to now?”
Yin Huan fumed silently, sniffing, “I won’t marry him! Bo Xun grew up crooked!”
Crooked?
Mother Yin had seen Bo Xun many times—he was devastatingly handsome, even more so than Huanhuan’s father in his youth. Those celebrities on TV couldn’t compare to Bo Xun’s dashing looks and upright posture.
“Darling, aren’t your standards too high? Ah Xun is so handsome. Your future children together will definitely be gorgeous,” Mother Yin gently stroked Yin Huan’s cheek. “Sweetheart, trust our judgment. We’ve considered every aspect carefully in choosing your marital family.”
They only trusted Bo Xun—he was the one who’d grown up right before their eyes.
Yin Huan, being too close to the situation, had never understood Bo Xun’s feelings for her.
Yin Huan’s pretty face flushed with anger, “I know he’s clever and could help manage the company eventually. But haven’t you considered how busy the Bo family already is? He’d be stretched too thin—when would he have time to help? Besides, that guy’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing! If he ‘helped,’ he’d swindle me out of everything I have!”
She didn’t understand what kind of spell Bo Xun had cast on them to make them all trust him so much.
That guy was a total playboy—clearly unreliable!
“You trust him that much, sweetheart? Believing everything he says is how you get deceived!” Mother Yin laughed. “Your father and I are still healthy and can keep working. Just enjoy being our little princess, then marry Bo Xun and become the young madam of the Bo family. If he ever bullies you, we’ll stand up for you.”
“More likely you’ll take his side over mine.” Yin Huan pouted with her rosy lips. “He even dared to force a kiss on me today—his character is terrible!!”
“Darling, you lost your first kiss?” Mother Yin looked like she’d just discovered juicy gossip. “My baby has really grown up.”
“Mom! I don’t want to get married…”
The first kiss experience was awful. That jerk Bo Xun kept trying to slip his tongue into her mouth.
So disgusting!
Shameless and vulgar.
“No changing it—your engagement is set in stone. The announcements have already gone out, and we’re sending invitations tomorrow. Sweetheart, we women need our beauty sleep~” Mother Yin pulled her up. “Come on now. Do you want me to sleep with you tonight?”
“Forget it—Dad would get jealous.”
Yin Huan knew her place well enough.
Besides, with such major events happening, she couldn’t possibly sleep.
“Really no changing it?” Yin Huan asked at her bedroom door, clinging to one last shred of hope. “Has Grandpa’s health improved lately? You’re not actually marrying me off for some ‘auspicious wedding’ superstition, are you?”
“How could it be for that? Grandpa’s health isn’t good, so he wants to see you settled with someone to depend on while he’s still alive.” Mother Yin hugged her. “Darling, Bo Xun is an excellent choice.”
Pah!
What kind of choice was he?
There are plenty of well-mannered, handsome young masters in the capital!
Why does it have to be him?
But Grandpa has always doted on her. If this is Grandpa’s wish…
Yin Huan said goodnight to her mother with a restless heart.
Afterward, she took a bath and lounged lazily against the headboard.
Seeing Bo Xun’s profile picture on her screen, an inexplicable fury burned hotter and hotter inside her.
She sent multiple memes in a row, calling Bo Xun a scoundrel.
When Bo Xun didn’t reply, Yin Huan grew even angrier.
She tossed her phone onto the sofa at the foot of the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and went to sleep.
The next day, Yin Huan was woken up by her mother.
She was told to go for beauty treatments.
“I’m not going!”
Curled up in the center of the soft bed, Yin Huan was bleary-eyed and sluggish. “Why should I get beauty treatments to please that scoundrel Bo Xun…”
Yin Huan had been meticulous since childhood, striving for perfection from head to toe, caring even about the smallest details like strands of hair.
But doing all that for the wedding, to please that bastard Bo Xun—she refused.
“Sweetheart, is there any young master in the capital more handsome than Bo Xun? If you don’t want to marry him, then who do you want to marry?”