Meng Yan clenched his fists at his sides as he looked at Huo Jiayuan's tear-streaked face.
He believed that the pain he had endured on the battlefield and in the boxing ring was beyond what ordinary people could bear. He had endured what others could not bear, so what else in this world could cause him pain?
Surprisingly, it actually exists.
Huo Jiayuan's tears caused him excruciating pain.
Her small body was trembling slightly, and so was his, but he had to do his best to keep it down.
"Ha, why are you talking to her like that?" Meng Yan sneered. "You'll have to ask her! She has to debase herself by making breakfast for someone like me, she has to go out of her way to fawn over me... No matter how I treat her, it's all her own fault!"
"you!"
Enraged, Xiao Rong swung his fist at Meng Yan. Meng Yan was injured and couldn't dodge in time, so he took the punch, knocking over his chair and falling to the ground.
Xiao Rong wanted to hit him again, but Meng Yan struggled to raise his hand and block his fist. In that instant, the wound tore open, and blood soaked through the gauze!
"No!" Huo Jiayuan shouted and rushed over to block Meng Yan.
"Yuan Yuan!"
"Xiao Rong, you dare touch him again!" Huo Jiayuan cried and pushed him away, but she didn't help Meng Yan up from the ground. She stood there, tears streaming down her face, suddenly feeling like a complete joke.
She couldn't understand it; hadn't he kissed her just yesterday?
She treasured the medal he gave her, keeping it under her pillow.
Why did everything change when I woke up? Was everything that happened yesterday just a dream?
Xiao Rong's fist froze in mid-air, his whole body trembling with anger.
But he still slowly lowered his hand.
Huo Jiayuan stopped crying and walked blankly towards the door. Xiao Rong immediately followed.
Only Meng Yan, inside the room, let out a low, cold laugh.
As he laughed, he felt cold tears sliding down his cheeks. He struggled to his feet, looked at the breakfast on the table, picked up a piece of bread, and put it in his mouth.
It really didn't taste very good...
It smells burnt and isn't baked evenly.
The fried eggs were burnt, even though he usually prefers boiled eggs.
Besides these, she even made a pancake. Meng Yan laughed and stuffed the pancake into her mouth in big bites.
This is awful!
He laughed, then cried, stuffing his mouth full of things on the table... Suddenly he choked, coughing violently, and only recovered after gulping down a large glass of water.
This girl even cut a mango?
Meng Yan picked up his fork and ate the whole plate of mangoes... Red rashes on his body kept sprouting like grass after the rain, as if someone was choking him tightly. In the moment before he fainted, he seemed to return to the day he first met Huo Jiayuan.
She wore a white dress, and a knife was hidden in her tiny boots. Like a tiger cub who didn't know the immensity of the world, she thought she was the king of beasts, but in reality, she was not much bigger than a kitten...
“Yuan Yuan…” He laughed, and in his blurry vision, her figure seemed to have returned.
*
Xiao Rong took Huo Jiayuan to his residence.
There were two other bodyguards present, both brought from Yangcheng. Upon seeing Huo Jiayuan, they immediately stood up and respectfully greeted her, "Young Miss!"
"You all need to step aside for a moment." As soon as Xiao Rong entered, he busied himself with getting burn ointment. "Miss has suffered a minor injury and needs to have some medicine applied."
The two left quickly, leaving only Xiao Rong and Huo Jiayuan in the room.
Huo Jiayuan's distraught appearance made Xiao Rong both angry and pained.
“We brought a lot of medicine with us when we came from Yangcheng.” Xiao Rong put the burn ointment in her hand. “I saw that you burned your arm. I don’t know if there are any other burns on your body. It’s not convenient for me to help you. Check yourself. If there are any, apply the ointment quickly! I’ll stand guard at the door. Call me when you’re done applying it.”
Huo Jiayuan remained motionless, tears streaming down her empty eyes again.
"Miss!"
"Why did he do this to me?" Huo Jiayuan's voice trembled. "Last night, he clearly said he liked me!"
“He was the one protecting me during my time in Biandu… Why did he change his mind so suddenly? Just because I didn’t make breakfast well, he stopped protecting me?”
"Why?!"
Huo Jiayuan finally burst into tears, covering her head with both hands and curling herself into a small ball.
Xiao Rong, who had been squatting in front of her, slowly stood up, his eyes filled with an indescribable complexity.
He no longer humbly comforted or flattered her as before. Now, he stood before her like a god in control, his clenched fist seemingly holding her fate in his grasp…
Yes, he smiled gently.
He should link her fate with his!
"Yuan Yuan," he said softly, "Stop wasting your time. Meng Yan is not good enough for you."
Huo Jiayuan didn't even lift her eyelids, turning her small face to the side.
"You just stay here quietly for the next couple of days. We'll be heading back to Yangcheng soon."
As long as he can send her back safely, both the Huo and Lu families will think more highly of him.
By then, his status will be even higher, even more extraordinary...
*
After calming down, Huo Jiayuan felt as if her heart was gradually freezing.
These past two days, she's been trying to stop thinking about Meng Yan, but he's constantly in her thoughts. When she sees a chair, she imagines him sitting there; when she sees a cabinet, she thinks of his pile of boxing gloves inside.
Seeing every plant and tree in the yard, she remembered that he had once taken her to the mountaintop and into the forest.
As she thought about it, tears welled up again, but she forcefully held them back.
Xiao Rong was rarely home, her whereabouts were unknown. The remaining bodyguards took turns watching over her, but their expressions were all rather strange.
"Where is Xiao Rong?" Whenever Huo Jiayuan asked this question, their eyes darted away even more.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Huo Jiayuan frowned. "I'm asking you, what has Xiao Rong been busy with these past two days? Why have we been missing him so much?"
"Didn't he say he was going to take me back to Yangcheng? He wouldn't be thinking of taking us by water and getting a boat, would he?"
The group looked at each other and lowered their heads.
“Miss, we…we don’t know either.” One of them answered her timidly, “Brother Rong never lets us know what he does, but don’t worry, no matter what he does, he always puts you first.”
Huo Jiayuan gave him a suspicious look, and a bad feeling suddenly popped into her head...
Is Xiao Rong going to cause trouble for Meng Yan again?!
The moment the thought crossed her mind, she shivered and ran outside in her slippers without even changing her shoes.
"Young Miss!" The group exclaimed in shock and chased after her.
They dared not follow too closely, yet they were as annoying as flies. Huo Jiayuan was not very familiar with the way Bian Du was leading, so they turned left and right, following the direction in their memory, and turned into that street again.
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