Who wants to be his wife? They were just kidding!
âIâm not little anymore! Sister Miaoyan, donât be afraid, just for your spirit in wanting to prank the bridal chamber, Iâll definitely marry you when I grow up! Be my wife!â
Su Miaoyan couldnât help but give her younger brother a thumbs up, admiring his audacity; he was truly commendable.
But for some reason, she felt a chilling aura emanating from Xiao Yu, as if a storm was about to start, pressing down on her so heavily that she struggled to breathe.
âYou, impossible.â
Xiao Yu addressed the audacious little brother behind Su Miaoyan bluntly, and though the boy was brave and fearless, he was instantly pulled away by the adult behind him.
While spanking him, his father lectured, âDonât you see who that is? Do you think you can offend the Xiao familyâs Eldest Young Master?â
âBut Iâm a young master too! Father! Youâre an official! Why are you so afraid of him?â
âThe official your dad holds is far inferior compared to the Eldest Young Master of the Xiao family!â
The voices of father and son drifted from a distance as Xiao Yuâs handsome features remained cold and indifferent, save for the fierce intensity in his eyes when he looked at Su Miaoyan.
Su Miaoyan found herself being pulled into a secluded area by Xiao Yu, looking puzzledly at him, âBrother Yu, I need to go entertain the guests out front.â
âThe person you have to entertain today is me,â Xiao Yuâs slender, jade-like fingers touched her face.
Her fair cheeks were smoother and softer than a freshly peeled egg, irresistibly tempting one to touch.
Su Miaoyan pouted her mouth as Xiao Yuâs calloused fingers caressed her face, tickling her slightly, but she inexplicably enjoyed this touch.
When in Qilin Garden, Xiao Yu rarely touched her, saying that she was still a girl and should remember always the differences between men and women. She had taken Xiao Yuâs words to heart even more so than her motherâs or teacherâs. Now confused, she said, âBrother Yu, didnât you say men and women should keep their distance? I canât entertain you alone. How about we call that younger brother from earlier to join us?â
If Su Miaoyan hadnât mentioned that younger brother who wanted to marry her, Xiao Yu might not have noticed her cunning, but now, the hints of slyness in her eyes could not be hidden.
Xiao Yuâs fingers then pinched her cheek.
Su Miaoyan panicked, her speech faltering, âBrother Yu, why are you pinching me? I still have to⦠entertain guests.â
She wanted to run!
The aura emanating from Xiao Yu thickened, becoming dangerously intense.
âYou think you can provoke me and then run away?â A rare, meaningful smile appeared on the usually cold visage of Xiao Yu, implying something Su Miaoyan comprehended yet didnât quite understand⦠possessiveness.
She seemed to sense what Xiao Yu was about to do, yet she knew full well she was truly still too young!
As Xiao Yu leaned over, she struggled, saying, âBrother Yu, I really have to go, ummâ¦â
It was too late.
The manâs lips pressed against hers with an overwhelming force, leaving Su Miaoyanâs mind blank. In the distracted moment, she found herself in Xiao Yuâs arms, enveloped by a potent masculine scent that quickly robbed her of her senses. It felt like everything was controlled by Xiao Yu and all she could do was passively accept it.
Su Hao had already welcomed Wu Jinyan into the household, and according to tradition, Su Yingxue and Su Miaoyan as younger sisters, were to assist the new sister-in-law into the home as a sign of respect for the bride. Su Yingxue had been waiting there already, but there was no sign of Su Miaoyan.
âAuntie, where did Miaoyan go?â Su Yingxue saw Wu Jinyan had entered and hurried over, her brow furrowed with worry.