Chapter 1122 Reality (12)

Translator: Cheese

At first, when Ye Yuxuan chose her photo, she’d thought Ye Yuxuan had made a mistake.

After all, with her illness, how could she not see that she was unsuitable for the heir of a big clan like him?

But after she was selected, no one in the Ye family expressed resistance.

It was really strange.

Ye Yuxuan sat by the bathtub, his arms leaning against the edge. Black hair fell across his forehead, covering part of his eyes.

But it didn’t diminish the knife-like clarity within.

He even took a towel and reached out to grasp her ankle.

This action was possessive and full of abnormal desire.

Bai Weiwei felt slightly uncomfortable with how hard he gripped her ankle.

He bowed his head and earnestly washed her feet with the towel.

He didn’t seem to feel that this posture was extremely low and humble.

Then Bai Weiwei heard his steady and certain voice.

“I won’t let you die.”

Bai Weiwei hesitated for a while before saying, “But my body…”

Ye Yuxuan raised his eyes, repeating each word with emphasis.

“I won’t let anything happen to you. When you fall asleep, your vitals are always very stable. Your heart is not good, but I am already making plans for surgery. I know your body better than anyone else.”

Bai Weiwei: She was stable because of the system.

Otherwise, she’d be dead now.

But she couldn’t say this.

Bai Weiwei watched the water flow down her bare, dazzlingly white body.

When Ye Yuxuan discussed her health, he was surprisingly completely indifferent to her body.

She reached out somewhat helplessly and splashed his face with water.

His handsome face, covered in water, was so sexy it went against all logic.

But Bai Weiwei didn’t seem bewitched. She softly held his face between her fingers and said coldly and arrogantly, “Ye Yuxuan, feelings will change.”

Ye Yuxuan’s brows finally furrowed lightly.

Bai Weiwe wasn’t afraid of his cold face. She leaned in closer and continued, “I’m very beautiful, aren’t I.”

This wasn’t narcissism; it was a fact.

Ye Yuxuan’s gaze lowered, traveling along her white as snow wrists. Below her beautiful neck, her delicate clavicle was shining with water. Droplets of water slid down to the delicate and soft whiteness below.

His breath grew heated.

Before he could look down, Bai Weiwei fiercely jerked his chin up.

She cut off his line of sight, sneering. “If one day I don’t wake up? My muscles shrivel, my skin wrinkles, my cheeks sink in, my hair and teeth fall out? Can you still love me forever?”

Ye Yuxuan’s breath hitched.

He listened to her spit out the cold and hard truth. “Ye Yuxuan, loving a person is hard. Loving for a lifetime is even harder. I don’t want you to regret it.”

There were no false honeyed words, no deliberately fiery enthusiasm.

She showed true emotions, cold and hurtful.

Ye Yuxuan fell silent for a few seconds. Just as he was about to speak, he discovered that her hand had lost its strength to stay up, and it slipped down from his chin.

He quickly grasped her wrist, afraid of hurting her.

Bai Weiwei had already closed her eyes, falling into a soft and peaceful sleep.

Her body still lay submerged within the clear water, only partially hidden from view.

Ye Yuxuan’s expression was still. He sat there for a moment, fingers dipping into the water, and found that it was cold.

Then he stood up and grabbed the large towel next to him. He bent over to pick her up and carefully wrapped the towel around her before finally carrying her out.

After placing her on the bed, he suddenly bent over. He gently placed a chaste, even pious, kiss on her lips.

“I can.”

Ye Yuxuan answered softly.

It was clearly a promise as weighty as life.

But he spoke as lightly as the clouds and wind.

Even if she grew old and ugly, and her body collapsed.

In his eyes, she could still stir up his emotions, causing him to grow impulsive and crazy.

He could go on like this forever.

As long as the soul in this body was her.