Everyone in Hong Kong City knows that business magnate Huo Linshen is cold and ascetic, an untouchable high mountain flower. It wasn't until the little sun of the Su family returned to the coun...
Chapter 26: Passionate Love
After the signing of the new "contract" in the name of love, the relationship between Su Lingwan and Huo Linshen entered a new and sweet stage.
If their previous relationship was still fraught with temptation, unease, and the constraints of agreement, now all the shackles were completely broken, leaving only pure and ardent love flowing unreservedly between the two. Huo Linshen seemed to have dropped the last layer of his defense, pouring his clumsy but incredibly sincere, almost paranoid love onto Su Lingwan without reservation.
His changes are visible to the naked eye.
In the mornings, Su Lingwan often woke in his arms. They no longer occupied separate sides of the bed. Instead, he habitually held her from behind, his arms possessively wrapped around her waist, his chin resting on the crown of her head, sound asleep. The slightest movement from her would startle him awake, his first reaction, bleary-eyed, to close his arms, tugging her tighter against his chest, mumbling vaguely, "Sleep a little longer..." His voice, hoarse and lazy with the morning hue, was so sexy it made her ears burn.
He remained busy, but he tried to squeeze his work into the daytime. Every evening, no matter how busy he was, he would show up downstairs at Su Lingwan's studio to pick her up after work. Sometimes, she was caught up in the complexities of Luminance's early restructuring, procrastinating, but he didn't rush her. He would quietly sit in her studio's reception area, working on his own documents, or simply lean against the doorframe of the design studio, watching her silhouette as she worked intently, his eyes so gentle they could bring tears to her eyes.
"Mr. Huo, I can't concentrate on my work if you look at me like that." Su Lingwan finally couldn't help it and put down the paintbrush in her hand, complaining helplessly and sweetly.
Huo Linshen walked over, hugged her from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, looked at the intricate design lines on the drawing paper, and asked in a low voice: "How long will it take?"
"It's almost done. Just decide on the color tone for this series." Su Lingwan tilted her head and rubbed her cheek against his slightly cool face.
"Yeah." He responded, but did not let go of her hand. Instead, he gently kissed her sensitive earlobe in this position.
Su Lingwan's body trembled, and a current instantly ran through her body. "Huo Linshen!" She nudged him lightly with her elbow, her cheeks flushing.
Huo Linshen laughed softly, his chest vibrating with a joyful resonance. He liked to see her blushing and flustered because of him, which gave him a real sense of satisfaction, a sense of possessing her.
The location of dinner also became arbitrary. Sometimes it was a top-notch restaurant that required reservations months in advance, sometimes it was a street food stall with a lively atmosphere, and sometimes, he would just return to the Repulse Bay Villa and cook for her himself. Although his cooking skills were limited to frying steak and boiling pasta, Su Lingwan always ate with gusto, because behind it was his willingness to set foot in the kitchen for her.
After dinner, they would cuddle on the sofa in the living room and watch a movie. Huo Linshen still couldn't say he loved this "time-wasting" activity, but he would patiently accompany her, combing her long hair with his fingers from time to time, or silently handing her a tissue and hugging her tighter when she was moved to tears by the plot of the movie.
His thoughtfulness is reflected in every detail.
Su Lingwan suffered from mild menstrual cramps, something she had previously endured silently. This month, as soon as the symptoms began to surface, Huo Linshen noticed her discomfort. Without questioning, he quietly had the servants brew brown sugar ginger tea, brought it to her personally, and watched her drink it. At night, he would gently place his warm palms on her lower abdomen, clumsily but persistently massaging her until she fell asleep in his arms.
She casually mentioned that a certain French singer's record was hard to buy, and the next day, that out-of-print vinyl record appeared on the record player in the villa.
She was struggling with a difficult veteran director over the restructuring of Luminance, which had repeatedly frustrated her and left her feeling down. Huo Linshen didn't intervene directly, but at a family dinner, he casually brought up an embarrassing incident in the director's past, drawing laughter and deftly defusing his temper. Afterward, the director's attitude toward Su Lingwan softened considerably.
He was no longer the aloof, cold and distant President Huo, but an ordinary man who would get jealous, act like a spoiled child, and be happy because of her smile.
At a business reception, an unsuspecting young talent was extremely attentive to Su Lingwan, chattering nonstop. Huo Linshen was chatting with someone else at the time, but his eyes remained fixed on her. When the young talent tried to invite Su Lingwan to dance, Huo Linshen walked over, naturally put his arm around Su Lingwan's waist, and nodded politely but coldly to the young talent: "Sorry, my fiancée is a little tired, we have to excuse ourselves."
After saying that, he took Su Lingwan away from the dance floor without question.
When they reached a deserted part of the terrace, he held her between himself and the railing, looking at her gravely with a barely perceptible sourness in his voice, "It seems that being too popular with Mrs. Huo isn't a good thing either."
Su Lingwan looked at his cool appearance and couldn't help but chuckle. She put her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoe and pecked him on the lips: "Mr. Huo, are you jealous?"
Huo Linshen's eyes darkened, and he grasped the back of her head, deepening the kiss until both of them were breathless. He pressed his forehead against hers, his voice hoarse, "Yes. So, you can only look at me."
This domineering declaration, coupled with his slightly aggrieved and strong look at the moment, softened Su Lingwan's heart.
Of course, when Huo Linshen was in love, he also showed his extremely "contrasting cute" side.
For example, he was incredibly obsessed with the "South Sea Pearl" ring on Su Lingwan's ring finger. Whenever he noticed she wasn't wearing it, even if it was just a temporary removal to wash her hands and she forgot to put it back on, he would immediately frown, then personally find the ring, take her hand, and solemnly put it back on her finger, as if completing some important ritual.
For example, he began to be keen on buying her things. Not only expensive jewelry and fine clothes, but also some strange things that seemed completely out of place for his status - such as an intelligent parrot doll that could imitate words, a set of limited edition cartoon-branded tableware, and even pajamas with a cute dinosaur pattern.
When Su Lingwan looked at the man in a neat suit, with an aura of 2.8 meters, handing her the dinosaur pajamas with an expressionless face, she was stunned for several seconds, and then laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.
"Where...where did you buy this?" She pointed at the cute little green dinosaur and laughed until tears came out.
Huo Linshen's ears flushed slightly, but he remained calm. "I passed by the window and thought...it looked a lot like you." He paused and added, "Occasionally."
What I mean is that she can occasionally be like this little dinosaur, a little silly and a little cute.
Su Lingwan stopped laughing and took the soft pajamas. Her heart felt as if it were filled with warm cotton. She walked forward and hugged him, burying her face in his chest, which was filled with fresh fragrance. "Thank you, I like it very much."
Huo Linshen's stiff body slowly relaxed. He raised his hands to hug her back, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
The time of passionate love was sweet and fleeting. With Huo Linshen's unconditional support and affection, Su Lingwan radiated a radiant and confident spirit. The restructuring of "Luminance" progressed smoothly, and her concept of "New Chinese Elegant Luxury" was gradually gaining recognition in the market and industry.
Paris Fashion Week is just around the corner. This will be the first official appearance of "Luminance" on the international stage after its rebranding, and it will also be an important milestone in Su Lingwan's personal career as a designer.
The night before leaving for Paris, Su Lingwan was packing her luggage in her bedroom. Huo Linshen finished his work, walked in, and leaned against the door frame of the cloakroom, watching her busy.
"Are you all ready?" he asked.
"Well, it's almost done." Su Lingwan folded the last matching shawl and put it in the suitcase. She stood up and looked at him. "Will you come? Watch my show."
Huo Linshen walked over and hugged her from behind, looking at their figures leaning on each other in the mirror. "Of course." He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head. "My designer is making her international catwalk debut, how can I be absent?"
His tone was filled with pride and honor.
Su Lingwan turned around, put her arms around his waist, and looked up at him: "Huo Linshen, thank you."
Thank you for your love, thank you for your support, and thank you for allowing me to pursue my dreams without any worries.
Huo Linshen understood the unspoken words in her eyes. He lowered his head and rested his forehead against hers. Her reflection was reflected in his deep eyes, clear and profound.
"Ling Wan," he whispered, his voice filled with a solemn promise, "No matter how high or far you fly, remember that I will always be here."
"Wait until you come home."
Su Lingwan's heart was instantly filled with great happiness and security. She took the initiative to kiss him on the lips, responding to his love with her actions.
The night is deep and love is strong.
Their passionate love time is like the never-extinguished lights of Victoria Harbour, warm, bright, and will last forever.