3 – The First Thing After Waking Up Is to Find Him for a Hug
Fu Chenxuan looked at the girl staring blankly at him, knowing full well that his claim of not being angry was a lie.
Yet seeing her tear-streaked face, resembling pear blossoms glistening with rain, his heart ached and made him suppress his rage, redirecting it toward those outside.
How dare they have the audacity to lay hands on his precious darling? Did they truly think they could intimidate him?!
Masking the cold intensity in his eyes to avoid frightening Chu Yunruan, Fu Chenxuan silently began untying the ropes binding the girl.
Chu Yunruan immediately stumbled into Fu Chenxuan’s embrace, clutching his lapel tightly as she wept soundlessly.
Her slender frame trembled violently. Fu Chenxuan froze for a moment before lowering his gaze to the girl clinging to him, his eyes softening with even greater tenderness and concern. “Don’t be afraid. I’m here.”
He was filled with profound astonishment.
Yunruan never allowed him to touch her—she would shrink away like a startled fawn even at his approach. Why today?
It seemed she had truly been terrified.
A sudden, terrifying ferocity emanated from the man, startling Chu Yunruan. She lifted her misty eyes to look at him.
“Close your eyes,” Fu Chenxuan murmured softly. Though his voice carried a chill, it inevitably gentled when addressing her.
Chu Yunruan shook her head. She refused to close her eyes—having finally seen him again, every second less of gazing at him was agony.
She had defied Fu Chenxuan countless times, hardly ever obeying him. Unfazed, he raised his hand to cover her eyes and guided her outside, holding her close.
Chu Yunruan rested quietly in his arms, her hot tears soaking his palm.
After leading her outside the factory building, Fu Chenxuan coldly instructed his subordinate, “Take them farther away.”
The subordinate nodded and dragged the listless kidnappers away.
They mustn’t frighten the young mistress.
She was the one cherished above all else by their master.
Chu Yunruan fainted as soon as Fu Chenxuan brought her into the car.
Her constitution had always been weak, and after enduring so much that day, she collapsed from exhaustion.
Watching the sleeping figure still tightly clutching the corner of his clothing, Fu Chenxuan’s lips curved slightly. His regally handsome yet aloof face was filled with tenderness.
Yexiao glanced at his master through the rearview mirror, then quickly shuddered and averted his gaze.
No matter how many times he witnessed it, seeing such an expression on that fearsome face remained the most unsettling sight for all subordinates.
When Chu Yunruan woke again, she was lying in her own room.
Everything around her felt familiar—each piece of furniture, every ornament, even the bedding had been personally selected by Fu Chenxuan.
Yet back then, she had resented him for denying her even this bit of freedom, completely unaware of his loving intentions.
In this life, she only wanted to cling fiercely to this man, protect him, and never leave.
Her eyes clear and bright, an identical face surfaced in her mind.
Chu Lanyan, just you wait!
Reborn into this life, Chu Yunruan would no longer drift aimlessly or be manipulated by others.
She would speak the softest words, flash the sweetest smiles, wear the slimmest high heels, and deliver the fiercest kicks—ruthlessly reclaiming everything that belonged to her!
Taking a deep breath, Chu Yunruan pressed a hand to her head and slowly sat up, ringing the bell by her bedside.
A maid promptly knocked and entered. “Miss Chu, you’re awake?! I’ll notify the master immediately.”In her previous life, Chu Yunruan had vehemently resisted the title of “Madam Fu,” so the household servants always addressed her as “Miss Chu.”
Now, however, she couldn’t wait to hear them call her “Madam.”
Chu Yunruan slowly got out of bed and went to take a bath in the bathroom.
Fu Chenxuan, who had been conducting an interrogation in the secret chamber, immediately stood up and walked out upon receiving a call from home.