☆, Chapter 161 Guarantee
She took the private seal to visit her second uncle in prison, but Xi Ying did not follow her in. She just said that she was afraid that too many people would arouse suspicion, so she helped her keep watch outside.
As a result, the truth was revealed and she was caught by the President, and Xing Yucheng was whipped as well. However, Xi Ling stayed out of it because she did not show up.
But she was so foolish at the time that she hadn't considered that it was Xi Ling who betrayed her. She was so determined to protect Xi Ling that she didn't betray her. After being whipped, she was punished by being forced to kneel outside all night. The next morning, she had a fever and was sick for several days...
Perhaps it was through the private seal incident that Xi Ying realized her stupidity. After that, Xi Ying did too many things like this, taking advantage of her trust in her relatives and dragging her into the abyss step by step.
She hated the wrong person and took revenge on the wrong person, causing harm to Xing Yucheng, who was really good to her, because of her, and she gradually lost the favor of the president, and pushed Xing Shaojin, who framed her father, to the presidency.
In the end, she knew the truth and wanted revenge, but Xing Shaojin and Xi Ying were no longer people she could hurt easily.
She fired a gun at the state banquet, but only hit Xi Ying's arm. She herself was shot seven times and was chased to the roof of the Hanbai Palace, where she jumped to her death...
Thinking of the past that he couldn't bear to recall, Xing Huan clenched his fists.
Now that she has a chance to start over, how could she possibly make the same mistake again?
"The young master refused to take me to the president's study, so I didn't steal it..." Xing Huan sighed regretfully, "I can only try again another day."
"Ah..." Xi Ying responded, suppressing her disappointment and smiling bitterly, "I thought the young master liked you very much and would not refuse your small request."
Stealing the president's private seal is a small request.
Xing Huan sneered in his heart, feeling more and more that he was young and stupid in the past, actually believing Xi Ying's nonsense.
Too bad she's no longer the innocent little idiot of twelve.
"The young master treats me like a pet, how can he really help me do anything?" Xing Huan lowered his eyes pitifully, "He is the one who will be the president in the future. When have you ever met the president? Who can really be kind to him?"
"Yes, Master will have many women in the future..."
Xi Ying didn't know what she was thinking about, her expression changed, and she suddenly grabbed her hand and spoke earnestly.
"So, Huanhuan, even though you are the young master's child bride, you must not be tempted by him. You are still young and don't understand feelings, but look at the many wives the president has married, and none of them ended in sadness or a happy ending."
"Yeah, I know." Xing Huan nodded seriously, but he didn't take it seriously at all.
Xi Ying has two major hobbies in her life: one is to frame her, and the other is to slander Xing Yucheng.
In her previous life, she did believe it because she had the President as an example.
According to the Constitution of the Republic of Lebanon, the president can have polygamy.
Because his father was once the president's confidant, Xing Huan had relatively free access to the presidential palace since he was a child. Watching those women fight for the president's favor, and fawn and compromise for their children, he was deeply traumatized.
She was a proud person who could share things with others, but she could never share her love with others. So from the very beginning, Xing Yucheng's identity made her feel rejected.
But in the end, she caused Xing Yucheng to lose his inheritance rights and forced Xing Yucheng to leave his hometown.
However, Xing Yucheng was still willing to save her and protect her time and time again when she was in danger, and never leave her.
Unfortunately, she could no longer turn back at that time. If she didn't kill Xi Ying and Xing Shaojin, help Xing Yucheng regain the presidency, and avenge her father, she would not have the face to stay with Xing Yucheng.
So she got Xing Yucheng drunk and left alone, but unfortunately she failed in the end...
Thinking of this, Xing Huan suddenly wanted to see Xing Yucheng, and Xi Ying in front of him became more and more annoying.
"Sister, you go back first. The young master will be back soon." She yawned.
Xi Ying hesitated, "Then the private seal..."
"I will definitely try my best to steal it." Xing Huan said.
Xi Ying didn't doubt him and patted her hand. "Then I'll come see you tomorrow. You can think of a solution tonight."
Xing Huan wanted to tell her not to come again, but he was afraid that his sudden indifference would arouse Xi Ying's suspicion, so he could only nod and say, "Okay."
This person might have become an adulterer with Xing Shaojin at this time, so she couldn't just break up with him.
Since Xi Ying was able to use her in her previous life, she can also use her in return.
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After Xi Ying left, Xing Huan took out the private seal from under the pillow, thought for a moment, and put it in the cabinet beside the bed.
She had to find a way to return this thing as soon as possible, otherwise if the President found out, Xing Yucheng would still be implicated.
She had just put away her private seal and before she could get out of bed, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside and Xing Yucheng walked in.
Although Xing Huan couldn't wait to see him, he wasn't ready to see him right away.
The homesickness and the suddenness of the incident made her sit on the bed in a daze, staring at Xing Yucheng stupidly.
Because he was attending the banquet with the President, Xing Yucheng dressed relatively formally but simply today.
A spotless white shirt, embellished with two sparkling diamond cufflinks, paired with neat black trousers, makes the legs look long and straight.
His cold and handsome face never showed any expression, but it was just right for formal attire that conveyed a sense of seriousness. In addition to his youthful look, Xing Yucheng also exuded a sense of steadiness that other boys of his sixteen age did not have.
Xing Huan couldn't take his eyes off him, and his gaze followed Xing Yucheng unconsciously.
From how he skillfully took off his cufflinks and placed them on the bedside, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, to how he turned his head and looked at herself.
Xing Yucheng had a cold expression on his face, and his gaze towards people was always indifferent, as if he had no emotions at all.
Xing Huan noticed that he was looking at him with a slightly frown between his brows. "I've asked my father about your uncle's matter. As long as he's cleared of involvement, he'll let him go..."
"Ah..." Xing Huan responded.
"Father doesn't allow anyone to visit Xi Yan right now. He doesn't like people disobeying him, so don't go." Xing Yucheng took two steps forward and stopped at the end of the bed. "Wait a little longer, he will let me go. If he doesn't let me go within half a month, I will find a way to get you and Xi Yan to meet."
"Yeah." Xing Huan responded again, lowered his head, and concealed his uncontrollable excitement.
She remembered that at this time in her previous life, she and Xi Ying had gone to the prison and secretly met Xi Yan.
It was soon discovered by the President, and Xing Yucheng was punished as well.
Because it was a private family matter, the President used family rules. Xing Yucheng blocked many whips for her at the time, but did not blame her afterwards, but remained silent.
He must have been very disappointed at the time. He had clearly made efforts for her and asked what the President meant, but before he could tell her, he was betrayed.
Fortunately, I still have a chance to make up for my mistakes.
"I will be a good boy and won't run around and cause trouble for the young master." Xing Huan hurriedly expressed his loyalty, but when he looked up, he found that Xing Yucheng was no longer in the room.
The door to the cloakroom was open. During the time she was in a daze, Xing Yucheng had already left.
Xing Huan guessed that he was going to take a shower and change his clothes, so he lay back on the bed and waited for Xing Yucheng while planning his future plans.
About twenty minutes later, Xing Yucheng came back.
He changed into his usual silk pajamas, and after washing and drying his hair, his hairstyle changed, with his bangs hanging down, which neutralized his aloof temperament and made him look like a quiet, literary boy.
Before Xing Huan had time to admire him for a few more seconds, the "handsome boy" went back to the bed and turned off the light.
The room suddenly fell into darkness.
There was a full meter of distance between the two large beds. Xing Huan turned over and stared at Xing Yucheng in the darkness, sighing in his heart that he had brought this upon himself.
Originally, there was only one bed.
After she was sent to the Presidential Palace, she believed Xi Ying's warning not to get close to Xing Yucheng and refused to sleep with him no matter what. Xing Yucheng then indulged her and brought another bed.
Now, she wanted to sleep with Xing Yucheng, but she couldn't find a reason.
After thinking it over for a while, Xing Huan decided to wait a while and pretend to wake up from a nightmare, then climb over to the bed in fear.
His mind was full of random thoughts about what would happen next, and half an hour passed quickly. Feeling that it was almost time, Xing Huan prepared to sit up.
But at this moment, Xing Yucheng on the bed next to him moved before him and got up from the bed.
He walked lightly in the dark and came to her bedside and stopped.
There were two rustling sounds beside her. It was Xing Yucheng who leaned over and pulled the quilt that was about to be pushed off the bed beside her and covered her with it.
"..." Xing Huan's heart was suddenly surrounded by warmth.
During the coldest time of the year in Leah, the temperature is still above 20 degrees Celsius. She won't feel cold without a blanket, but her stomach will be exposed to the sun.
When my mother was around, I often did this to prevent her from having stomachaches after getting up.
Unfortunately, after my mother died, although my father loved her, he never paid attention to such trivial matters.
Xing Huan never thought that Xing Yucheng had given her such care when she didn't know.
But in her previous life, she repeatedly humiliated and ignored this kind of concern, which made Xing Yucheng sad and disappointed.
In an instant, his heart was filled with various emotions. Xing Huan tightly grasped the arm that Xing Yucheng had not yet retracted, pretending to wake up from a nightmare and screaming, "Ah..."
Xing Yucheng was startled, then leaned over and called out softly, "Xing Huan"
His voice sounded very gentle when it was lowered. Xing Huan felt soft in his heart. He pretended to be confused, opened his eyes and stared at him for a while, then sat up and hugged him.
"I'm so scared..."
She wrapped her arms around Xing Yucheng's waist and buried her face in his belly.
Xing Yucheng stiffened when she felt herself being hugged, and then a hand gently fell on her shoulder.
"You were having a nightmare, it wasn't real."
"But I'm still scared. A lot of bad guys are chasing me..." Xing Huan struck while the iron was hot, raised his face and looked at Xing Yucheng pitifully, "Master, can you sleep with me?"
Her expression couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness, but her eyes, brighter than the night, seemed to reflect the light, charming and captivating.
Xing Yucheng tilted his head uncomfortably and replied, "Yeah."
Xing Huan lowered her head and secretly curled her lips where he couldn't see.
After dragging him onto the bed as he wished, Xing Huan, relying on the ignorance of a twelve-year-old, dived into Xing Yucheng's arms without any restraint, grabbing his arm and putting it on himself, "Master, hold me, you can't let go."
Xing Yucheng would hardly refuse her request. The young master, who was a serious mysophobia owner, did not push her away in disgust, but gently replied, "Yes."
Xing Huan buried his face in Xing Yucheng's chest with satisfaction. His fragrance filled his breath, making him sleep peacefully.
In her previous life, she had always refused to get close to Xing Yucheng, but in the last period of time, she was severely insecure and had nightmares. She could only sleep when Xing Yucheng was by her side.
Perhaps it was because it was then that she finally understood that in this vast world, the only person who was truly kind to her was Xing Yucheng.
So she only trusted this person.
His mind was in turmoil and he couldn't sleep. Xing Huan heard that Xing Yucheng above him was also awake and asked, "Master, can we chat?"
"Okay." Xing Yucheng responded, "What do you want to talk about?"
"I..." Xing Huan thought about it, and suddenly he got a bad taste in his mouth. He raised his eyes and asked, "Master, what is a child bride?"
“…” Xing Yucheng remained silent, as if thinking about how to explain.
"Xi Ying came to see me today. She said..." Xing Huan chuckled inwardly, but spoke in a serious tone, "She said that being a child bride means you raise me, and when I'm fourteen or fifteen, you'll do that to me."
"..." Xing Yucheng remained silent, but his arms around her waist tightened.
"She also said..."
Although he knew that Xing Yucheng couldn't see his expression in the dark, Xing Huan still pursed his lips in grievance.
"He said..."
A hand suddenly came down, interrupting her next words.
"No." Xing Yucheng's voice was cold and concise.
Xing Huan, however, heard some restraint in it.
She fought the urge to laugh, grabbing his hand that was pressed against her lips and squeezing it in both hers.
"What's not, the young master won't do that to me or won't..."
"Xing Huan." Xing Yucheng covered her mouth with his other hand, unable to bear it any longer.
This time it wasn't just one finger, but the entire palm.
Xing Huan felt that she was really bad, but the more Xing Yucheng acted like this, the more she wanted to tease him. She stretched out her tongue and licked Xing Yucheng's palm like a kitten.
Xing Yucheng retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and his body stiffened.
Xing Huan snuggled into his arms again, aggrieved, "Master, what exactly can't you do?"
"Neither." Xing Yucheng hesitated and put his hand behind her head. His slender fingers stroked her hair soothingly. "Don't be afraid. Just sleep."
His movements were extremely gentle and his voice was very pleasant.
In his previous life, Xing Huan liked Xing Yucheng's voice very much.
His voice was clear when he was young, and became deep and magnetic after he became an adult, revealing a trustworthy maturity and stability. When he spoke quietly, he had the power to soothe people.
When the tone is gentle, it is even more seductive.
Wanting to hear Xing Yucheng say more, Xing Huan looked up and asked, "Really?"
"Really." Xing Yucheng said.
"Then..." Xing Huan hooked her pinky finger around his and swung it around. "Let's make a pinky promise. Master, you have to promise."
"Promise what?" Xing Yucheng lowered his head slightly.
"Promise you won't do that to me, promise you won't hurt me..."
Before Xing Huan could finish his words, Xing Yucheng covered his mouth for the third time.
"I promise." A solemn young man's voice came from above his head, "I won't do anything."
Xing Huan secretly chuckled inwardly, but nodded in satisfaction on the surface, "I believe in you, Master."
"Go to sleep." Xing Yucheng helped her pull the quilt over her shoulders.
Xing Huan was so touched by his action that he felt as if warm spring water was flowing through his heart.
She couldn't help but lean forward and give Xing Yucheng a light kiss on the cheek.
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