Finally, Xia Shuangming smoothly continued with an artfully ambiguous statement: "Xiao Mo, haven’t I been good enough to you?"
"Good... good. In one month, I will find a way to pay back all the money! However, I have a condition: we must completely settle our accounts. Xia Shuangming, do you agree?" Hua Xiaomo looked at him, an irresistible sharpness glinting in her eyes.
"Let’s talk about that after you’ve repaid the money," Xia Shuangming replied, his tone still indifferent, as if he were completely unruffled.
"Fine! I will pay you back; I definitely will!" Hua Xiaomo declared firmly, then picked up the agreement he had redrafted from the table with one hand.
She skimmed through the document at top speed, then picked up the quill pen lying on the table, swiftly signed her name, and placed the agreement back down.
Hua Xiaomo glanced at him, a breath catching in her chest, inexplicably forming a tight knot.
Xia Shuangming, you’re truly mad!
But your madness is your own affair. I have no obligation to accompany you into obsession!
"I’ve signed it. Farewell!" Hua Xiaomo didn’t wait for him to say another word, swiftly turning and hurrying out of the old castle manor as if fleeing.
The rustling sound of her hurried pace rose again, and the cawing of crows circling constantly overhead seemed to echo in her ears, numbing her nerves.
Nine years. For nine years, she had lived in his shadow. Honestly, she’d had enough long ago! She wanted to shake him off completely!
"Xia Shuangming, I absolutely cannot let you interfere in my life again, I absolutely can’t..." Hua Xiaomo mumbled to herself as she hurried along, reaffirming her resolve over and over. Her lovely face was tightly furrowed.
It was so quiet in the room that it felt as though one could only hear breathing.
"Master, are you really going to let her go?" asked Zi Yunsui, the young man in white standing nearby. For more chapters visıt 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝕟𝕖𝕥
A subtle golden glow flickered across Xia Shuangming’s platinum mask as he answered with a single sentence, "She is my eternal ordeal, and I... am her king!"
He had never imagined his desire to conquer would be so intense. Yet, by the time he clearly realized it, had he already wasted nine years...?
Xia Shuangming chuckled softly in his heart...
Flashes of light and shadow shot through his mind like arrows, lingering long and refusing to fade. These images were accompanied by the vicissitudes of life and death, like the indescribable dance of wind and cloud, water and fire, all mingling in indulgence and joy!
A somber, magnificent light floated over the neon-drenched, bustling city, lending it an air of mystery.
A sleek, silver-gray Lamborghini pulled up punctually beside her.
"Hua Xiaomo, get in the car," Yu Bao called out. Truthfully, he had been following her for quite some time, but she walked as if in a trance, completely oblivious to her surroundings.
Hua Xiaomo startled, only then noticing the car. Her expression tightened for a moment. "Mr. Yu, President Qi is still recuperating in the hospital. I don’t want to disturb him."
Yu Bao frowned. "How would it be a disturbance? He’d be very happy if you went."
Hua Xiaomo sighed and declined directly. "I’m sorry, I have something to do today. I’m afraid I can’t go."
Without another word, Hua Xiaomo clutched her handbag and walked on.
But the sleek, silver-gray Lamborghini followed her again. This time, Yu Bao parked, got out, and blocked her path.
"Hua Xiaomo, do you really dislike President Qi that much?" Yu Bao looked at her, a hint of impatience in his eyes.
Hua Xiaomo didn’t speak. This wasn’t about liking or disliking him. Five million! Five million! Where on earth could she find that much money?
Her head was throbbing... How could she possibly have the time or mental space for anything else?
"Alright, even if you want to leave him, aren’t you still within the contract period? One month, not even a full month has passed! Just bear with it for a few more days, okay? Please, I, Yu Bao, am begging you!" Yu Bao said, his tone becoming urgent.
He was responsible for picking up Hua Xiaomo. The consequences if he failed were all too imaginable.
Hua Xiaomo looked at the handsome man before her and suddenly realized that he, too, was not the master of his own fate.
After a moment of silence, Hua Xiaomo forced a smile. "Mr. Yu, have I put you in a difficult position? I’m sorry. I’ll go."
Yes, why should her mood affect someone else’s future?
She wasn’t the only one in this world who needed to make a living; many people couldn’t survive without food, sleep, and money.
Without saying anything more, Hua Xiaomo quickly got into Yu Bao’s car.
When they arrived at the ward in Xie He Hospital, Qi Longbing was in the middle of his meal. Seeing her, his handsome face lit up with a smile. "Xiao Mo, you’re here!"
Hua Xiaomo saw a nurse feeding him and realized that he truly couldn’t use his hands for anything.
"I’ll do it," Hua Xiaomo offered, stepping forward. She took the food container from the nurse and began feeding him bit by bit.
How on earth was she going to repay the five million? This was such a mess...
Lost in thought as she fed him, she was somewhat distracted.
"Xiao Mo, I don’t want to eat anymore," Qi Longbing said.
But the next second, without a word, Hua Xiaomo still brought the spoon to his lips.
Suddenly, Qi Longbing reached out and grasped her hand. "What’s wrong? Why are your hands so cold?"
"It’s nothing." Hua Xiaomo forced a smile, quickly withdrawing her hand. She placed the food container on the nearby table and looked at the soup bowl. "Let me feed you some soup."
"Okay," Qi Longbing smiled, his handsome face suffused with a gentle radiance.
Hua Xiaomo handed over the soup bowl and fed him little by little until it was finished.
Qi Longbing watched her, a wisp of warmth quietly emanating from the corners of his eyes.
Suddenly, a voice filled with tenderness lingered in the air, "Xiao Mo, do you ever regret being with me?"
Startled, Hua Xiaomo looked at him. The tenderness on his face was almost illusory. But then she realized his hand had somehow grasped her wrist again. She placed her hand on the back of his, not to hold it, but to free her own. He’s so annoying!
"President Qi, please let go. I don’t want to hurt you," Hua Xiaomo said, her gaze lowered.
"Xiao Mo, look at you, so concerned about me... Are you lying awake every night thinking of me now?" Qi Longbing laughed and released her hand, only to grasp it tightly again in the next instant, his touch sending a jolt through Hua Xiaomo. She frowned, her free hand moving to swat at the hand he had now snaked around her waist. "President Qi, you should behave yourself right now! I really don’t want to hurt you."
"HAHAHA..." Qi Longbing burst into a loud laugh, his mood becoming wonderfully pleased.