Chapter 24 How about wearing a rabbit next time?

Her heart skipped a beat.

Unexpectedly, he saw through her trick at a glance.

Damn it!

Luo Tingwei's expression froze on her face. "What do you mean? Don't I even have the right to sweep my mother's grave?"

Seeing that she was puffed up in anger, as if she were really upset, Li Yanzhou promptly took a step back.

"Of course you can, I didn't say you couldn't go."

He became serious, looking at her with a leisurely air, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"What a coincidence! I just received an invitation from Feiji Island. How about this, I'll go with you and we can attend the Luoshen Festival on the island. It'll be a way for you to relax, what do you say?"

The implication in his words was self-evident.

She didn't say anything, but he already knew everything.

He was telling her that he knew where her mother was buried.

Luo Tingwei almost suspected that this man had investigated her thoroughly from beginning to end.

She thought ironically, if she asked him to give her measurements, would he be able to answer them off the top of his head?

It shouldn't be that perverted.

Fortunately, he agreed to her request.

Luo Tingwei readily agreed, showing great gratitude, "Okay, thank you."

It's fine for him to follow her; once they reach Feiji Island, it will be Huo Zhizhou's territory.

If she doesn't want to leave, he can't force her to go.

Thinking this, Luo Tingwei felt a little more at ease.

Li Yanzhou caught a glimpse of a pixel at the corner of her mouth, and a complex mix of emotions welled up inside him. He pulled her closer into his arms.

"Go to sleep."

*

Luo Tingwei, you are mine.

In this lifetime, you can only be mine; don't even think about escaping.

*

It had been raining heavily in Heicheng for several days, but finally the rain stopped on her birthday.

When she woke up, she saw the sunlight streaming through the window for the first time.

She walked to the French windows and looked out. She saw that there was no one outside the villa, except for Li Yanzhou's car parked at the door.

Today is Saturday, and he didn't go out. Why is he up so early?

As usual, she didn't see him when she woke up today.

Luo Tingwei washed up and then went out.

It's bizarre, so very bizarre.

The entire villa was eerily quiet; not a single maid could be seen.

The emptiness made her uneasy.

She walked to the courtyard but still didn't see anyone. Turning around, she caught a glimpse of Li Yanzhou standing on the balcony, one hand in his pocket, making a phone call.

The sunlight shone on him, making his tall and upright figure appear even more aloof and slender.

She was momentarily stunned.

The next second, he awkwardly looked away.

A delicious aroma wafted from the kitchen.

She glanced inside and saw a warm current flowing, clearly indicating that a fire had been started.

Just then, Li Yanzhou came out from the balcony after finishing his phone call.

"woke up?"

Li Yanzhou greeted her casually and then went back into the kitchen.

After a while, the man brought out a bowl of noodles.

It smelled delicious, was sprinkled with chopped green onions, and topped with a fried egg; it looked very appealing.

Li Yanzhou handed her the chopsticks. "Try it, I made it."

Luo Tingwei looked around, puzzled. "You did this? Where are the servants? They're all gone."

"You saw that they were upset, so I gave them a day off."

Her expression changed instantly.

So, he heard it outside the door that day?

Luo Tingwei suddenly became uneasy, fearing that he had overheard something he shouldn't have.

"Eat it, it's getting cold."

Seeing that she wasn't eating, he urged her to hurry.

So, Luo Tingwei didn't care about anything else and started eating.

It was surprisingly delicious.

It has to be said that a bowl of noodles in the morning made her feel very comfortable and warm in her stomach.

How does it taste?

He looked at her with a rare mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Luo Tingwei sipped her noodle soup, wiped her mouth, and behaved very restrainedly, "It's alright."

Li Yanzhou seemed to be deep in thought, as if reviewing the situation, while explaining to her,

"It might not taste that good the first time I made it. I'll improve it next time."

After eating the noodles, Li Yanzhou took the bowl back inside to wash it. When he came out, Luo Tingwei was already curled up on the sofa watching TV.

With all the servants absent today, she was overjoyed and, unusually, felt free to roam the hall without any inhibitions.

"You are the murderer—"

On the screen, Conan points to a thin man.

The man suddenly knelt on the ground and began to repent, "Who told him to..."

Luo Tingwei paused, her hand still holding the potato chips, speechless with astonishment.

I never expected that the murderer would be that seemingly honest and kind man.

Li Yanzhou looked at her, dressed in pink pajamas and wearing a reindeer headband, lounging lazily on the sofa, like a soft and cute kitten, which made his heart itch.

By the time Luo Tingwei realized what was happening, Li Yanzhou had already sat down on the sofa.

The living room curtains were drawn, and sunlight streamed in through the window, gently falling on the two of them. Luo Tingwei's skin was so white it seemed to glow.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he stared into her eyes for five seconds, his gaze unfathomable, concealing emotions he couldn't decipher, as if he were looking at another person through her.

The room was quiet; apart from the sounds of the cartoon, even his breathing was unusually clear and heavy.

Just as Luo Tingwei thought he was about to do something again, she heard a man's restrained, hoarse voice in her ear.

"You really don't remember me?"

Luo Tingwei was taken aback.

Was he saying this to her?

Her gaze then shifted to him.

But he wasn't looking at himself.

So much so that she couldn't tell whether he was talking to her or talking to himself.

"What did you say, Li Yanzhou?"

"nothing."

The man knew her answer just by looking into her clear and innocent eyes.

That's all.

It's likely that all these years, it's just wishful thinking on his part.

She had long forgotten him.

Luo Tingwei looked at him with a puzzled expression, pondering the meaning behind his words.

Don't you remember him?

She recognized him at a glance the day he led his men into the Luo family home.

Whether it was at the Swiss conference three years ago or in subsequent meetings, she knew he was Li Yanzhou, the rising star in the arms industry who was gradually gaining power, her father's rival, and the man she had humiliated when they first met.

How can you talk about forgetting?

"come over."

He suddenly spoke, interrupting her thoughts.

"Why are you so far away from me?"

The man's tone became noticeably colder.

Luo Tingwei frowned imperceptibly.

She was here first, so why should she be allowed to pass?

She was lying comfortably on the sofa, too lazy to move.

However, despite her grumbling, Luo Tingwei still did as she was told, reluctantly moving slowly toward him.

The elk antlers on its head swayed elastically in the air.

Li Yanzhou glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and saw the pink figure approaching him little by little like a cat.

The next second, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace.

Before Luo Tingwei could react, her chin was grabbed, and a domineering and passionate kiss came at her without giving her a chance to refuse.

The man's voice was low, husky, and seductive in my ear.

"Baby, these antlers aren't very good, they're not quite right. How about the rabbit antlers next time?"