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There was a noise at the door, and the sound woke her up.

Bei Yutang hurriedly put the document back and stuck it in the drawer again.

She walked to the bookshelf and picked up a book at random.

The door to the study was pushed open, and a tall figure walked into the room. Hughes immediately spotted the person standing in front of the bookshelf, reading. He walked over, hugged her from behind, resting his head on her shoulder, his warm breath fanning behind her ears.

"What book are you reading?"

Bei Yutang didn't push him away, but turned to look at him, "Is the true master of the Gonghe Society really dead?"

Xius's arm around her waist paused slightly, and he looked at her with dark eyes. "You've already seen it, he died in a gang fight."

After he finished speaking, Xiusi clearly felt that something was wrong with her mood. Although she still had a smile on her face, that smile did not make him feel a trace of happiness.

"What's wrong?" Xius looked at her with some concern.

Bei Yutang smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm just asking. I'll go make you some soup."

As she said this, she removed his hand from her waist.

Xiusi looked at the departing figure, his eyes darkening slightly.

His eyes swept over the table beside him, and when he saw one of the drawers closed, his pupils shrank.

Did she see it?!

He pulled out the document, feeling a little flustered. His hand holding the document tightened unconsciously, and the next moment, he gloomily tore up the document.

At dinner time, Hughes' sharp eyes stared at her. She was still wearing an apron and cooking delicious meals, as if nothing had happened.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy he felt.

Suddenly, Hughes grabbed her hand and said, "Let's go to the wedding hall tomorrow and get married tomorrow, okay?"

He was afraid that she would leave him, so he wanted to tie her to his side and not give her a chance to escape from him.

Bei Yutang looked at him in surprise, then smiled and said, "Stop it. The wedding is in two months."

Hughes said hurriedly, "I can't wait. I want you to be my wife right away."

Bei Yutang slowly pulled her hand out of his.

Xiusi looked at her departing hand, the warmth disappearing from his palm, the icy cold feeling that left his heart exposed, making it tremble with cold.

"Stop messing around. If you continue, I'll be angry." Bei Yutang glared at him pretending to be angry, but there was sadness in the depths of her eyes.

At night, Bei Yutang was lying in bed. She heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps coming towards her. She subconsciously closed her eyes.

Now her thoughts were in a mess, very confused.

She didn't know how to face him.

She never thought that he would be the real master of the Republican Union and the ruler of those vicious people.

Reason tells me that I should kill him to avenge the original owner and the millions of people who have been persecuted by them.

However, her emotions prevented her from doing so. She couldn't kill him with her own hands, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

The bed beside her sank little by little, and a hot chest pressed against her back. A pair of arms passed over her waist, holding her tightly in his space.

He knew she was awake and said nothing.

She knew he was coming, but she didn't say anything.

The two people, each with their own thoughts, were not sleepy at all, and there was a layer of haze in each other's eyes.