Xie Li was sold to a small mountain village as a child and was finally brought back to the wealthy Xie family after fifteen years.
A little country bumpkin flew into a wealthy family overnigh...
Huo Yuntang stared intently at Xie Li with his deep eyes, his voice full of affection, "Last time I didn't know you were so badly injured saving me, and I acted somewhat inappropriately. I hope you can forgive me."
"I'm here today to apologize."
Seeing that Xie Li's face remained expressionless, he decided to raise his stakes. "Ziyuan and I have already broken up. For so many years, I obeyed my parents' wishes, treating the marriage between our families as a task and mission I had to complete. I thought I could be the perfect boyfriend and husband, but until I met you, I realized that's not how it is. I can also have my own heartbeat and my own life..."
Xie Li was completely baffled. "What does this have to do with me? You don't need to tell me about your relationship with Xie Ziyuan."
Even if he wants to complain, he should go to his own relatives and friends. What's the point of coming to me? Are they that close?
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. Goodbye." Xie Li lifted his leg to get into the car and leave.
Huo Yuntang felt a pang of heartache; he thought Xie Li was truly clueless about social etiquette.
Isn't it obvious enough that a man confides his innermost thoughts to a girl? If he didn't have feelings for and trust in her, who would willingly reveal their vulnerability to someone?
"Lili." He reached out and blocked the car door. "This matter concerns you."
"When you saved my life in the mountains, I felt as if I saw a fairy from heaven amidst the fire. At that moment, I thought to myself, I must marry this girl..."
"Bang!" A strong force suddenly struck, and Huo Yuntang felt the car door under his hand shake violently, making his palm go numb.
He instinctively let go, and the car door slammed shut, silencing his final confession.
Luo Zhihan stood in front of the car, his dark eyes unfathomable. "Mr. Huo, it's quite ungentlemanly of you to be so persistent with a girl like this."
The sky was dark; it was only a little past four o'clock, but it was already gloomy and overcast, as if it were about to plunge into eternal night.
The boy stood tall and elegant, his very presence seemingly the only color in the world.
Extremely beautiful yet extremely cold, like cherry blossoms on a branch wrapped in ice and snow, or like a snow-covered moon reflecting in the night sky.
Huo Yuntang's pupils narrowed slightly. "You're Luo Zhihan from the Luo family in the capital? What does that have to do with you?"
As he spoke, he unconsciously used his internal energy, and a terrifying aura instantly swept towards the boy in front of him.
Anyone who has investigated Xie Li's background will not overlook the presence of this young master from the Luo family in the capital.
He and Xie Li seemed to be getting far too close, exceeding the normal social distance between classmates, to the point that Huo Yuntang felt offended.
Xie Li, both physically and emotionally, will belong to him sooner or later, and he will not allow any other man to appear in her life.
Moreover, Luo Zhihan's reputation in the capital is not very good. She is just a pretty face with no real value to her family, except for marriage alliances. She is of no use whatsoever.
He was born with good physique, and with the Sacred Heart Fruit given to him by Xie Ziyuan, he has been diligently studying and practicing these days, and has already developed internal strength. Dealing with ordinary people is as easy as cutting vegetables.
Although there are rules in the ancient martial arts world that prohibit the use of internal energy on ordinary people, Luo Zhihan was simply too ungrateful.
Xie Li watched the fight outside the car window in silence.
To be honest, Huo Yuntang's actions surprised her. Wasn't he always upright, courteous, and well-mannered? Why did he start hitting people at the slightest disagreement?
Beside him, Huo Yuntang's assistant, Huo Yan, almost closed his eyes. He knew what ancient martial arts meant to ordinary people, and Luo Zhihan was bound to suffer a crushing defeat.