Shen Yao was very observant. When Fu Hanye arrived, she took the initiative to leave. He Sheng’s little mouth was slightly open, looking completely at a loss.
It was almost time for class. Fu Hanye dragged He Sheng to a corner of the corridor. It had drizzled a little today, and fine strands of rain slipped through the window without glass, scattering densely across He Sheng’s shoulders.
“Who allowed you to come to school?” Fu Hanye asked in a cold, low voice. “Go back immediately. Stay at home properly!”
He Sheng pouted and turned her head away, clearly unwilling to deal with Fu Hanye.
Why should she listen to Fu Hanye? She wanted to come to school—he had no right to control her!
Fu Hanye grabbed her chin and forced her face back. “He Sheng, are you trying to go against me?”
Fu Hanye did not understand where this sudden anger came from, but he was truly irritated, barely restraining the urge to bite her.
He Sheng gently held Fu Hanye’s large hand and looked at him pitifully. The ribbon tied over her eyes was lifted by the wind, brushing across the back of Fu Hanye’s hand, bringing a ticklish sensation.
Fu Hanye’s throat moved. He suddenly pulled her into his arms, pressing his nose into the crook of her neck, recklessly inhaling her fragrance.
No one knew how long it lasted before Fu Hanye finally regained his composure. He straightened up and said domineeringly: “If you’re forming a group, you can only be in a group with me. Don’t even think about getting involved with anyone else.”
He Sheng:……
He Sheng reluctantly nodded.
Her first attempt to get close to Shen Yao had failed, all because this troublesome guy interfered.
The two of them returned to the classroom again, and the lesson was already nearing its end. The teacher was checking each group’s progress and giving targeted feedback.
Fu Hanye was the last one. After the teacher looked at his account and was about to say something, he met Fu Hanye’s cold gaze and swallowed his words back.
It was not that he was afraid—it was just that he did not want trouble.
As soon as class ended, Fu Hanye dragged He Sheng straight home, leaving behind a classroom full of curious students.
“Class monitor, who is that new student?”
“Her outfit is so strange. She tied a ribbon over her face. Is she cosplaying someone?”
“Fu Hanye seems really close to her. Is she his girlfriend?”
Shen Yao felt her head ache from the noise. She simply replied: “She is Fu Hanye’s sister. How others choose to dress is their freedom. You should not pay too much attention to it—it’s impolite.”
After speaking, she found an excuse to leave the classroom, not wanting to be surrounded by questions.
Back at the Fu residence, Fu Hanye left He Sheng and went straight to the study to find Fu Jingnian.
Sister-in-law Wang helped He Sheng take off her shoes, changed her wet coat, and brought over a steaming cup of longan and red date tea.
Fu Hanye seemed to be in a good mood after speaking with Fu Jingnian. When he came out, he instructed Sister-in-law Wang to pack He Sheng’s luggage that night and to leave with him early the next morning.
Sister-in-law Wang looked at the Young Master, then at He Sheng, hesitating before agreeing.
Before going upstairs, she quietly asked Uncle Zhou what was going on.
Uncle Zhou said: “The Young Master said he is taking Miss He Sheng out to play for a few days—Hawaii. Just prepare some summer clothes and sunscreen.”
“This… with Miss He Sheng’s condition, is it suitable for long-distance travel?”
In Sister-in-law Wang’s view, He Sheng was a delicate young girl. Her eyesight was inconvenient, and she needed help with many small things.
Would Fu Hanye be willing to lower himself to take care of her?
Who could say otherwise.
Uncle Zhou sighed inwardly, but as a servant of the household, he could not say much.
He Sheng tilted her head while holding the teacup, not understanding what Fu Hanye’s sudden arrangement meant.
She put down the cup, slowly walked to Fu Hanye, tugged at his sleeve, and shook her head.
—She did not want to go.
Mainly, she did not want to go with Fu Hanye. She only wanted to stay close to him to replenish her life value; she did not want further entanglement.
“You don’t want to go to school either?” Fu Hanye looked down at her. “Don’t tell me you think I’m taking you out to play?”
He was there to do assignments.
He Sheng showed a puzzled expression. She still did not know about Fu Hanye recording her video for homework submission, so she could not understand his reasoning.
But none of that mattered. The tickets had already been booked and the luggage was packed. The next day, He Sheng had no choice but to follow him to the airport.
After all, she had asked Uncle Zhou the night before. Fu Hanye had booked a ten-day hotel stay. Including travel time, if she did not go, her life value would not last until Fu Hanye returned.
The flight to Hawaii took ten hours—a rather long journey.
He Sheng lay on the luxurious first-class seat in a daze.
There was nothing she could do. With her vision unclear, there was nothing to pass the time.
At that moment, she felt an intense desire: exchanging thirty years of lifespan for restored sight seemed like a very worthwhile deal.
She quietly reached out, slowly finding Fu Hanye’s hand and gently holding it.
When the system notification sounded, her expression relaxed. Even small gains mattered; as long as she could gather enough lifespan to exchange for treatment of her eye condition sooner, it was enough.
Fu Hanye turned slightly and glanced at the small pale hand resting on the back of his hand, letting out a silent hum of disdain.
Little rabbit really was a little rabbit—even on a plane, she was afraid.
Despite his disdain, he did not pull her hand away the entire flight. Only after landing, when He Sheng was taken to a changing room to put on lighter clothes, did he finally let go.
Outside the airport, the hotel’s dedicated butler was already waiting. Fu Hanye naturally took He Sheng’s hand and strode forward.
He Sheng shielded her eyes from the light. The brightness in Hawaii was much stronger than in Jing City, making her eyes uncomfortable. Once she got into the car, she felt better.
Fu Hanye had booked a 500-square-meter luxury suite. The air conditioning was already on, and a cool breeze filled the room upon entry.
The hotel butler suggested they rest for a while to adjust to the time difference, and dinner would be delivered at eight in the evening.
He Sheng heard the soft sound of waves outside and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to listen.
She could see large stretches of blue, but that was all.
Still, the sound of the waves eased her discomfort from the long flight. She slowly exhaled and began to feel drowsy.
After the butler finished arranging the luggage, Fu Hanye stepped out of the bedroom and saw He Sheng standing by the window.
The light silk dress was slightly translucent, vaguely outlining her graceful figure. Fu Hanye’s gaze darkened, a faint heat rising in his chest.
He Sheng leaned against the sofa by the window, resting her face on her arm, her watery eyes half-closed as she drifted toward sleep.
Suddenly, a shadow fell over her, and then her body lifted into the air—she had been picked up.
He Sheng did not bother resisting. She shifted into a comfortable position and allowed Fu Hanye to carry her into the bedroom.
A princess carry added three hours of life value anyway.
He placed her on the bed, and He Sheng simply hugged the blanket and fell asleep on her own. Fu Hanye could only laugh in frustration.
He truly could not understand what she was thinking. She would not let him kiss her, yet she felt safe enough to fall asleep like this.
Did she not see him as a man?