Chapter 52 At the Darkest Hour (1)

Her mouth split into a smile, and her round eyes sparkled under the dim light of a candle, in it clearly reflected someone’s frantic, puzzled gaze.

“Haven’t you noticed that I’m very powerful? So, there’s no need to worry about me; I will definitely take good care of myself. Moreover, I will undoubtedly look for you in the future!” Ye Mu assured with a broad grin.

Mo Linyuan paused, the fingers wiping the blood off her face going still. Then, he raised his phoenix eyes slightly and said, “Yes…you are very powerful.”

Sometimes, he felt she was above his league that it involuntarily made him feel embarrassed. Before he met her, he felt that he was already very mature among his age group—the one who lead people.

But upon meeting her, he unexpectedly became the one who was taken care of.

This made him want to become stronger, better, for her. He was eager to achieve what he had always wanted, but there was no immense power that did not come from slow accumulation and self-preservation. However, the harder he worked, the more pressure he felt, and consequently, the more restless he became. This caused him to become even more taciturn, turning to silence for tranquility, while his personality quietly changed a bit.

However, at this moment, neither of them realized this change unfurling.

“That’s why I have to work even harder…” Mo Linyuan said softly.

Ye Mu thought that he meant he would work even harder, so she raised her chin and said, “Rest assured! You will definitely become renowned in the future!”

“What about you?”

Mo Linyuan pinched her fingers through the sheets. With a smile, his phoenix eyes teasing, he asked, “You said that you would definitely come and find me in the future. Why is that?”

Ye Mu lay on the bed, unable to help but hold her breath in front of his hypnotic eyes. After a long time, she finally said in a serious tone, “Because…because I feel that you will be a person not to be taken lightly in the future. I’d definitely want to hold to your thighs!”

“Hold on to my thighs?” Mo Linyuan raised his eyebrows. He kept having the feeling that this word matched her clingy, lovable appearance.

What an interesting way of thinking! He thought.

Ye Mu nodded, “Yes! Only you can get what others can’t obtain, and do what others can’t do, so I must keep up with you!”

Silent doubts filled Mo Linyuan’s head, Are you so sure I’m going to be strong? But with a slight shake of his head, he brushed them off.

His mood was incomparably joyful, there was no need to dampen it with overthinking. This kind of elated feeling actually made him reach out to pinch Ye Mu’s cheeks repeatedly without shame.

His voice, although low, was exceptionally clear in the silent night; the words also holding an affectionate tone. “Since you believe I will be strong in the future, how can I just let you down now?”

Yes, he shouldn’t have to wait any longer—he would protect her now.

Unfortunately, Ye Mu didn’t catch the meaning behind his words and only thought that it was spurred out of self-motivation…

It was only a few days later when her body was a little better that she was finally able to get out of bed. She immediately prepared for Mo Linyuan’s departure.

At this time, she couldn’t help but feel anxious. Ye Tian, who had always held a grudge against her, had been locked up. However, Wen Ru, on the other hand, had been released. She had heard that it was Wen Ru’s influential family that had pressured her father into releasing her.

It was truly annoying.

Meanwhile, some place where Ye Mu was unaware of, Mo Linyuan had increasingly become busier with his own matters. Late in the evening, he appeared in Ye Li’s study.

Looking at the note Mo Linyuan had handed him, Ye Li slightly raised his brows. “Boy, you finally admit that you can read?”

In fact, Ye Li had already suspected he was literate a long time ago. If Mo Linyuan couldn’t read, then how was he supposed to tell him at the banquet that he had something to show him and then threatening him with the Imperial Jade Seal?

Mo Linyuan, at the face with Ye Li’s intense glare, knew in his heart that Ye Li would not directly kill him at this moment, so he admitted it on his own accord.

Ye Li swept a glance at the beautiful penmanship on the slip of paper and said in a deep voice, “Why do you propose that outsiders should be silent about the affair with the drug? Is it because you’re afraid of death?”

Mo Linyuan stood in front of his desk. He wore a simple, clean, green robe, and even though it was made from cheap material, it was enough to make him look like a respectable man.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Listening to Ye Li’s words, he also wrote a few words in response to this:

‘I’m not afraid of death. But at the same time, I’m afraid of death for I haven’t completed my mission.’