Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yan Hua’s heart tightened subconsciously.
From such a short distance away, looking at his familiar yet unfamiliar face, thoughts ran around her head.
From the moment they got divorced, she had not thought about the future.
It was her own choice to give birth to Little Apple, and it was none of his business.
Perhaps she was selfish. She just wanted Little Apple to have a mother, and not a father.
Towards Bo Yan, no matter how long had passed, she could not forgive him.
The thorn in her heart was still there.
It could not be removed and sometimes would even bring pain to her.
Bo Yan looked at Yan Hua and his tall body approached her step by step.
It seemed that only their breathing could be heard in the quiet air.
Bo Yan was silent and came close to Yan Hua, his long upturned eyes locked on her beautiful little face. “Are you here for Nan Zhi, too?”
Yan Hua nodded.
“If you’re here, then what about Little Apple? Go back first, it’s enough with me being here.”
“The nanny will take good care of Little Apple. Something happened to Zhizhi and I’m worried about her. I couldn’t just sit around doing nothing.” Yan Hua did not want to argue with him and turned to leave.
Her slender wrist was suddenly grabbed by him.
She was pulled back by him.
His eyes stared fixedly at her, a complicated look swimming in them. Yan Hua turned away to avoid his gaze.
She moved her wrist, trying to break free from his grip.
He gripped her tightly and suddenly pulled her into his arms.
He lowered his head, his face close to her and his hot breath was like a net wrapping around her tightly, making her unable to breathe.
“Huahua, you seem to be doing well without me…” His voice was deep and husky, his eyes still locked on to her face. “You’re willing to give birth to my child because you still care about me, right?”
Yan Hua struggled to break away from his embrace, her body stiffening and she did not like his touch at all.
“Huahua, I can strategize anything, only the relationship with you… I wanted to let go and not have any contact but I didn’t expect that you would have my child.”
Yan Hua’s expression tensed. “I gave birth to Little Apple not because she’s your child but because she’s a little life and I couldn’t bear to kill her.”
Bo Yan gave a slight smile. “Really?” Now, she was able to face him frankly without shyness and admiration. But he was like an empty shell, unable to find any joy in life.
He lifted his hand and brushed her hair that was blown by the wind behind her ears. “You look beautiful with long hair.”
His fingertips touched her face. It was hot as if he wanted to burn her.
And what he said surprised her even more.
Because he was a man of cool and dull nature, never praising people and so frighteningly indifferent.
She did not expect he would say such things.
He held her face and his calloused fingers rubbed gently on her cheek, creating a numb feeling. Yan Hua’s eyelashes fluttered. Her heart was confused by his gentleness.
She wanted to wave his hand away but her wrist was firmly gripped by him.
“Mr. Bo, please respect yourself.”
She had just finished speaking when he increased the strength holding her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
Her delicate nose knocked into his firm chest and a faint grass-like breath filled her nose, making Yan Hua’s heart tremble.
“Huahua, don’t call me Mr. Bo. We are not unfamiliar to that extent.”
Yan Hua was forced to lean against him and many memories of the past flooded into her mind. Previously, when she accidentally touched his sleeves, her heart would flutter and she would be happy all day.
She had liked him so much.
If she had not liked him that much, she would not have been hurt so deeply.
“Bo Yan, please don’t be like this. You came here because you have a mission right? Don’t waste time…”
He pursed his thin lips and did not speak. He looked at the emotions moving in her eyes as if he was struggling and hesitating to let her go.
But in the end, the feelings for her in his heart still prevailed.
He held the back of her head and that cold yet thin lips covered her lips domineeringly.
Yan Hua’s eyelashes fluttered and she gave a low cry. Her lips had just opened in shock when his burning tongue reached inside.
That familiar yet unfamiliar breath filled her mouth suddenly and entered her heart.
Yan Hua was almost charmed by his passionate kiss, but when she thought of how he had deceived and used her, and everything the Yan family had lost, she became clear-headed again.
She bit hard on his tongue when he was not paying attention and then escaped like a frightened bird.
Looking at her retreating figure, Bo Yan’s eyes darkened and sorrow filled his eyes.
…
Mu Sihan personally monitored Auntie He’s every move.
After two consecutive days, she did not have any abnormalities.
Yi Fan looked at Mu Sihan, who had not rested for two days straight in order to monitor Auntie He. His eyes were bloodshot and Yi Fan could not help but persuade him, “Young Master, go and sleep for a while. I will watch it for you.”
Mu Sihan pursed his thin lips tightly and did not speak.
Nan Zhi got arrested and An Feng was being drugged by Auntie He. Why?
Between the two, Mu Sihan felt that there had to be a connection.
Late in the night, Yi Fan’s eyelids were getting heavy. Suddenly, his calf was kicked hard and he opened his eyes quickly.
“Young Master, what happened?”
Mu Sihan lifted his chin and motioned Yi Fan to look in front.
Yi Fan blinked and saw an old woman with a cane coming out from the unit door. He asked, “Young Master, is there any problem?”
Mu Sihan kicked Yi Fan again. “Didn’t you ask me to sleep while you monitor it?”
Yi Fan suddenly seemed to understand something. His eyes widened. “That’s Auntie He?”
“Start the car and follow her secretly.”
…
Yi Fan drove an ordinary car, so it was not too eye-catching when driving on the road.
Auntie He had disguised herself as an old woman and left in a taxi.
The taxi stopped at a high-end clubhouse.
Seeing Auntie He getting out of the car, Mu Sihan signaled to Yi Fan with his eyes and Yi Fan understood immediately. “Young Master, you can rest assured that I will arrange for someone to eavesdrop straight away.”
…
About five minutes later.
The conversation between Auntie He and a man could be heard from the headphones Mu Sihan was wearing.
“The past few days she was brought into the palace by Mu Sihan, so I can’t drug her.”
“I didn’t expect Ye Sihan to be so bold that he dared to bring the criminal’s mother into the palace. I will report this to Princess Fengxi.”
“Yanrong, do you have to kill them?”
“Of course.”
Mu Sihan frowned. The person giving orders to Auntie He was Qiao Yanrong?
Was he exacting revenge on Nan Zhi because of Lian Yun’s death? But why must he kill An Feng?
Mu Sihan pondered for a few seconds. His eyes cleared up as he suddenly seemed to have thought of something.
