Ye Rong staggered to the stone statue, his eyes gradually filled with longing and tenderness. His arms trembled as he embraced the statue, as if holding his most beloved: "Yue'er, I'm sorry, I lost Ye Meng. I'm so sorry, Yue'er..."
His hoarse voice was full of guilt and remorse, as distressed as a child begging for forgiveness.
Yes, when exactly did he truly fall in love with his Yue'er?
When Yue'er was a child, she was a ray of light in his life, illuminating his dark and gloomy existence.
In order to protect Yue'er, he was willing to suppress all his hatred and resentment towards the Shao family deep in his heart. Even in countless nights, he suffered mental torment and torture, and even resorted to self-harm to suppress the pain in his heart.
Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, he was a gloomy and cold demon who could take someone's life at any time.
Then, on the night of his nineteenth birthday, Yue'er gently cupped her cheeks in her hands, smiling tenderly and affectionately in the glow of the birthday cake: "Ziyang, let me tell you, I used to not understand what people meant by love, but recently I think I've finally experienced that feeling of being moved. Ziyang, do you think the person I like might also like me?"
In that instant, Ye Rong felt as if she had been struck on the head with a thunderbolt, and her head was buzzing.
His body stiffened slightly, then he expressionlessly picked up a fork to cut the cake.
"Yue'er, you're so wonderful, how could no one like you? He will like you."
However, even he himself did not realize that the fork he used to cut the cake was trembling and cutting off course time and time again.
He kept thinking to himself that if anyone dared to dislike Yue'er, he would make that person pay a terrible price.
If he dares to refuse Yue'er, he'll probably make that person suffer a terrible death.
Looking at his feigned composure but actually panicked appearance, Shao Yue'er smiled so much that her eyes curved into beautiful crescent moons.
She leaned close to Ye Rong's ear, her voice as melodious as a bell: "What if I like you? Would you like me back?"
Ye Rong's fingers suddenly stopped, as if her whole body had been acupunctured.
After confirming that he hadn't misheard, he looked at Shao Yue'er in disbelief, his expression tense:
"Yue'er, what did you just say?"
Did he hear me correctly?
Yue'er just said she likes him!
To him, Yue'er was his life, and he dared not have any romantic feelings for her.
Even when he secretly looked at Yue'er, it was out of admiration and respect for her, and never in a way that would cross the line.
But now, Yue'er actually says she likes him?
"Yes, I like you." Shao Yue'er's pretty face beamed with a smile. Her slender fingers gently wrapped around Ye Rong's neck, and her soft body slumped into Ye Rong's arms as if boneless. Every intimate gesture stirred Ye Rong's heart.
"I think I'm a little older than you. We're both adults. It's not illegal for adults to date, right?"
"Let me make this clear first, I, Shao Yue'er, dislike forcing people, so if you don't like me, then I'll..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ye Rong blurted out anxiously, "I like it!"
But as soon as he said those words, he seemed to regret them, and a hint of restraint and pain appeared on his handsome face.
He doesn't even know what liking someone means, so how dare he say he likes Yue'er?
Does he really deserve it?
Seeing that he had fallen for it, Shao Yue'er smiled sweetly and said, "Then it's settled! From today onwards, you are my boyfriend, Shao Yue'er's boyfriend. Anyone who dares to bully you is messing with my head!"
In that instant, Ye Rong felt that her world was filled with warm sunshine and blooming flowers!
It turns out that he was never just one person in this world!
It turns out that the respect and admiration he felt for Yue'er could also turn into love!
From then on, he was gently pinned against the wall countless times by Shao Yue'er. Her eyes were smiling, her voice low and seductive, leaving kiss marks of varying depths on his neck: "If you don't kiss me, then I'll kiss you~"
She would always lift his chin with that lazy, teasing gesture, watching his ascetic face tighten while his earlobes gradually turned red.
Then, as if deliberately being mischievous, she straddled his lap, gently playing with his slightly open collar with one hand while stroking his abstinent face with the other, teasing and mocking him over and over again.
It made him unable to stop, and he gradually lost control.
But what Shao Yue'er didn't know at that time was that he was forced to fight against Old Master Shao's people almost every night.
As Ye Rong grew older, Old Master Shao gradually realized the sinister and terrifying nature behind Ye Rong's forbearance, so he used various tricks to try to get rid of him as soon as possible. Ye Rong had no choice but to grow up in this environment.
At the age of twelve, he had already taken control of a criminal organization, amassed immense wealth, and constantly battled against Old Master Shao in the shadows.
The competition was brutal, but it also made Ye Rong's cold heart even more resilient.
Countless nights, Ye Rong would climb in through the window, covered in blood.
Yet during the day, she would appear before Old Master Shao in the most perfect spirit, chatting and laughing with him.
But Ye Rong always knew that beneath the calm surface of the Shao family lay turbulent undercurrents that could overturn people at any moment.
And so, this covert competition continued until Ye Rong was twenty-one years old, on his wedding night.
Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside the deepest gate of the Emperor Killing Alliance base.
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