Before the girl in his arms could respond, a single word, shrouded in icy coldness, was uttered from his pale red lips:
"roll."
Peony was stung by that icy tone and instinctively clutched her chest, taking several steps back.
She never imagined that a teenager could have such a cold and powerful aura.
At the same time, Deputy Officer Yang, who had just finished disciplining the four young men, hurried back and happened to hear his young master's sharp voice.
He quickly walked to Ye Minghan's side, frowned at the daringly dressed courtesan Peony, and said in a gruff voice:
"Who are you? What brings you here?"
When Mudan saw the man in military uniform, her eyes darted away, her heart leaped into her throat, and without saying a word, she turned and quickly left.
She seemed startled, and her steps faltered.
Her unsteady steps revealed that she was definitely planning to do something shady.
Only after her figure disappeared into the depths of the crowd did Deputy Yang withdraw his doubtful gaze.
The little one, who had just been sitting in Ye Minghan's arms, stood up on his own the moment he saw Deputy Yang return.
Ye was initially unwilling to let her get up, but she insisted, so he could only suppress his obsession and let her do as she pleased.
After this little incident, Ye Minghan accompanied Yan Yan to buy various hairbands and then returned to the passenger ship.
As for the four young men who had been reprimanded by Deputy Officer Yang, they were still running laps around the Tongxiang Department Store.
It wasn't until nightfall that they crawled and "ran" one hundred laps.
Finally, with the help of their servants, they returned to the cruise ship.
After this incident, no one dared to make a move on Hua Qingyan again.
The four households that had been warned kept a low profile during this period.
I'm afraid that if my son is half-dead, I'll lose everything.
What Lieutenant Yang told them at the time was: "Put away all your ulterior motives, don't take any crooked paths, and don't dream of getting ahead overnight."
His intention was to warn them not to be presumptuous and think that getting close to Young Master Ye would get them everything they wanted.
This statement was thus perfectly misinterpreted by them as: Don't even think about Hua Qingyan, or you'll bear all the consequences.
After an hour of shopping, the girl had taken a shower and was now lying on a soft, comfortable bed, enjoying a private massage from the handsome man.
She lay on the quilt, her hands supporting her chin, glancing sideways at Ye Minghan, who was relieving the fatigue in her legs.
He sat on the edge of the bed, intently watching her slender legs, his long, thin hands massaging them with just the right amount of pressure.
He, who had never served anyone before, seemed to have a natural talent for serving her.
After massaging for twenty minutes, Hua Qingyan made him stop and then moved into his arms, who was wearing dark-colored home clothes.
Their eyes sparkled brightly in the natural light.
She raised her little hands, cupped his face, and asked:
"Has Hanhan massaged any other women before this?"
She is possessive and has a strong sense of emotional purity, and she does not allow him to have any unclear relationships with others before this.
Don't let his age fool you; this was a hundred years ago!
In this era, most people develop romantic feelings early, and many seventeen or eighteen-year-olds become fathers.
Most girls get married and have children at the age of sixteen.
She stared intently into his eyes, not allowing him to lie.
Ye Minghan placed one hand on her waist and the other casually on the edge of the bed. Hearing the little girl's jealous question, his usually cold eyes were tinged with a faint smile.
His lips curled slightly upwards, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips. He lowered his eyelashes, gazing at her as he whispered:
"No, Yan Yan is the first and the last."
The girl with long, flowing hair smiled with satisfaction upon hearing this and patted his fair cheek approvingly.
"Very good, it's not contaminated."
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at the afterglow of the setting sun shining through the window and said softly:
"Hanhan, I want to watch the sunset."
A fleeting look of nostalgia flashed across Hua Qingyan's eyes. He used to embrace her every day as they strolled on the beach, admiring the sunrise and sunset over the sea.
She would whine that she was tired, and the next second he would pick her up and carry her to the beach at sunset for a passionate kiss.
Recalling the days they secretly spent together, her eyes welled up with tears.
Ye Minghan, who was holding her in bed, immediately noticed her unusual emotional state.
He reached out and grasped her small face, which was turned to the side, and gently turned her back to him.
When he saw the tears in her eyes, a surge of jealousy welled up inside him; he saw in her eyes her longing for someone else.
The faint smile on his face vanished instantly, a layer of coldness settled over his delicate features, and an uncontrollable ferocity overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
The hand around her waist tightened uncontrollably.
The girl, held in his arms, noticed the unusual look in his eyes and inwardly cried out in alarm.
How could she forget that Ye Minghan has always been very possessive!
Once you've set your mind on someone, you'll never let go, even if it means death.
Even if this is just one fragment of a soul, it is still the same person, and its essence will definitely not change.
Realizing this, Hua Qingyan immediately wrapped her small hands around his neck, concealing the longing in her eyes for the previous world, and gently opened her mouth to let out a sweet and soft coquettish voice.
"Hanhan, I've lived in a small courtyard in the village for the past seven years and have never seen the sunset over the river. Will you stay with me?"
After she finished speaking, seeing that he was still unmoved, she hugged his neck and gently shook him, her words becoming even softer.
"Please, Hanhan?"
Ye Minghan lowered his eyes to look at the delicate pink face so close to his, and thinking of her past life, the gloom in his eyes turned into heartache.
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