Translator: 549690339
Just as Ye Xingguang was about to explain, Ye Junqingâs index finger pressed against her lips: âHush, I donât want to hear the answer from your lips. A womanâs mouth, as deceitful as a ghost, I only want to hear your heart.â
His voice, as if it had the power to bewitch, resonated in her heart: âI hear your heart telling me that you fancy me, yet you dislike our impending union, simply because itâs decreed by the state. You donât wish this love affair to serve political interests right from the get-go, Xingguang, I heard it, you want to be in a romantic relationship with me.â
He seemed to be a master in beguiling people. For a moment, even she felt as though she herself heard her heart uttering his very words.
Suddenly, the manâs lips pressed against hers.
Her heart jolted violently, instinctively wanting to reject him, yet this domineering man had cast a net around her heart, not allowing her any chance to evade or escape. Having successfully beguiled her, he now sought to press his advantage.
Actually, he did not hear her heart. But he did hear his own; he too disliked the union decreed by the state, not wanting this love to be forced right from the start. He wanted to court her, to pursue a pure romance.
If possibly, she does feel likewise towards himâ¦
Perhaps this is destiny, those destined to be entangled for a lifetime, regardless of evading or escaping, in the end, they are always intertwined.
Be it him or her, or even Tang Zhou and Shen Mo, their love has already hit a dead-end, yet now they encountered a turning point.
At another villa in Yeâs estate, Tang Zhou rummaged through the entire villa, found a storeroom, threw a pillow and a blanket into it, then arrogantly told Shen Mo standing behind him: âFrom now on, you will sleep here!â
Leng Chenmo casually took out the âDomestic Life Regulations during Official Matchmaking Periodâ booklet obtained from the civil affairs bureau from his pocket, flipped to page eight, and said, âAccording to âDomestic Life Regulations during Official Matchmaking Periodâ, it seems that we have to share a bed.â
Tang Zhou unsheathed a Swiss army knife: âSay that again!â
Leng Chenmo, fresh out of the shower with a towel casually wrapped around his waist, exposed his beautifully sculpted back. His broad shoulders and muscular physique glowed under the lights, exuding a powerful aura of masculinity, just by looking at his upper body, it was obvious he frequented the gym.
Upon seeing that Swiss army knife, not even a flicker of fear danced in his dark eyes. He casually tossed the âDomestic Life Regulations during Official Matchmaking Periodâ into the trash bin and said: âRules are dead, people are alive, as long as youâre happy.â
âWhat the fuck am I happy about, even my brother Junqing and Xiaoxingguang arenât sleeping together, stop using the âDomestic Life Regulations during Official Matchmaking Periodâ to intimidate me!â
Tang Zhou brandished the Swiss army knife in the air, snorting dismissively: âMoney is the law. Regardless of how domineering you were, or how many people revolved around you like an emperor, from now on, youâre living off me. Youâre the one who should revolve around me, understand?â
Leng Chenmo didnât answer, instead, he stared at the cramped storeroom. The room was filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items, it didnât even have a bed, only an old sofa which had been abandoned. Probably it hadnât been cleaned for a long time, it was covered in dust.
The servant standing nearby was nervously fidgeting. This man used to be a high-ranking official in the Leng family, now Tang Zhou asked him to sleep in a storeroom, wouldnât he get angry?
Even though the man had fallen from grace, his network and connections were still intact. If he wanted, he could easily find a five-star hotel to stay in, would he stoop down to sleep in the storeroom?