He was originally the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm. Due to an incident, his divine soul shattered into pieces and scattered across various small worlds.
She was originally a High Goddess of ...
Those three words, imbued with a chilling aura, were like being wrapped in ice and snow, sending shivers down one's spine.
His cold, intimidating gaze sent chills down one's spine.
The wealthy young man standing in front of Ye Minghan couldn't help but take a step back. Stared at by that eerie gaze, which was like that of a messenger from the underworld, the hairs on his body stood on end.
He had a ridiculous feeling that if he weren't in public, he would most likely be beheaded!
As if sensing danger, he took two steps back, quickly averting his gaze from the girl who was fixed in his arms.
But his pride as the son of a prominent family wouldn't allow him to cower in fear.
He just stood there, stiff as a board.
Just then, with the dull thud of leather shoes on the cold, hard floor, a boisterous male voice came from afar.
"Ye Minghan?"
Huh? Who is this?
This unfamiliar voice left Hua Qingyan puzzled.
Are there people here who know her boyfriend?
She was about to turn her head to see who it was when her handsome boyfriend pressed her head down with his palm, forcing her face against his chest to prevent her from seeing.
The next second, he carried her away from there without saying a word and went straight to the front desk to get the room key that had been reserved.
This was a message Ye Minghan sent on his phone five minutes before he entered the room, instructing him to use his power within a mysterious organization in the hacker world to obtain the best suite.
Even if it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, he wouldn't let his beloved Qingyan suffer with him.
After receiving the room key, he carried the beautiful girl into the private elevator in full view of everyone.
When the people in the lobby saw him walk into the elevator, which was never open to the public, and go straight to the VIP luxury suite on the top floor, they couldn't hide their surprise.
Those present were all secretly speculating.
Who is he?
How could someone receive such high treatment!
Even though the hotel is only open for two days a year, they know more or less that the luxury rooms on the top floor of the Blue Leaf Hotel are never open to the public.
This time, for the first time ever, someone actually checked in!
Even the man who had just been wearing leather shoes and a floral shirt was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself:
Did I see it wrong?
Isn't he Ye Minghan?
Ye Minghan, who grew up in a dilapidated urban village and worked hard to support himself, was able to move into a VIP suite that even the most powerful families were not qualified to live in.
This is nothing short of a fantasy!
He shook his head to himself.
Perhaps he really did see it wrong.
How could Ye Minghan possibly get such a beautiful and exquisite girl?
He was almost bewitched by those slender, beautiful legs with skin as smooth as jade from a distance.
Upon closer inspection, the girl's figure was even more stunning; although it was covered by her coat, it was easy to tell that she was very well-endowed.
And the lower half of her face, not hidden by the butterfly mask, was delicate and fair, with her small lips so glistening and moist that one just wanted to taste what they were like.
It's a pity, he's someone else's caged bird.
He had the ability to stay in the VIP suite of the Blue Leaf Hotel, which meant he was incredibly powerful and influential, and he had no chance.
Unless that person is tired of the food, there's still a chance to snag a bargain.
But if it were him, he would never tire of such a beautiful woman.
Yu Huairan shook his head regretfully and took another elevator back to his room.
As for the people in the hall, they were still whispering among themselves, speculating about which hidden big shot the man in the black shirt and mask was.
The stunning couple, who had already taken their private elevator to the top floor, paid no attention to any of this.
The flower fairy, carried into the room by Ye Minghan, immediately slipped off her high heels, removed the mask from his face, tilted her head, and asked him in confusion:
"Hanhan, who was that person who called you just now?"
Hua Qingyan blinked her beautiful, watery eyes, meeting his gaze across the distance.
From what she knew, he had no friends.
From childhood to adulthood, he always went to and from school alone and did various part-time jobs on weekends to support himself and his grandmother.
Later, after his grandmother fell ill, he worked three part-time jobs a day and only slept four or five hours a night.
Not to mention friends, before college, he didn't even have a single person to talk to.
At that time, because Han Ruowu gossiped behind his back, everyone thought he was dishonest and even suspected that he had a sexually transmitted disease.
Han Ruowu wiped out his entire social circle.
Moreover, his grandmother was old and had difficulty walking and hearing, so the two of them usually didn't talk to each other.
He grew up stumbling and falling like that.
For the first eighteen years of his life, Ye Meinan was truly a pitiful little thing.
It was in this kind of environment that his personality became increasingly distorted.
However, he does not reveal his true nature in front of outsiders, and gives people the impression of being aloof and taciturn.
Even if he developed a second personality later in the original story, no one knew it and thought he had just gone mad or had a drastic personality change.
The more Hua Qingyan thought about him in the past, the more suffocated she felt.
Her beloved man suffered too much.
She couldn't help but wonder what he had done when he was the Demon Lord that led to this life of suffering.
Hua Qingyan snapped out of her reverie and looked at him with heartache.
Seeing his cold eyes and his silence for a long time, I subconsciously thought that he was probably the person who had insulted me before.
Because of his dark and cold eyes, no one at school dared to lay a hand on him.
By high school, he had grown into a tall, aloof young man, and very few people dared to challenge him to his face.
Was the person in leather shoes who stopped him in the lobby on the first floor his classmate from elementary or middle school?
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