In the afterglow of the setting sun, a woman in a light green cheongsam stood at the entrance of the corridor, calling out to Ye Minghan, who was five meters away, through the soldiers on duty.
Hua Qingyan, who was walking beside the wheelchair, heard an unfamiliar female voice and looked in the direction of the sound.
She was a pretty young lady from a wealthy family, around sixteen years old. Her eyes held an almost imperceptible affection as she clasped her hands in front of her chest, looking at them with a slightly nervous expression.
Flower Fairy sensed the emotions in her eyes and involuntarily frowned slightly. It seemed that even though her coldness had a "fierce reputation," it couldn't scare away the many suitors who were eager to get close to her.
His perfectly sculpted features alone, as if carved by a god, are enough to attract the attention of a large number of women.
Ten soldiers guarded the entrance and exit of the corridor. Without Ye Shao's orders, they stood in the middle with guns in front of their chests, preventing the woman from crossing the line.
This is Night Shao's private area. No unauthorized personnel are allowed to enter.
The nearly one hundred soldiers guarding this floor were all on high alert, guarding every corner to protect Ye Shao's personal safety.
Not allowed to enter, Lü Mengqi could only stand there, gazing at the boy in the wheelchair who still possessed an extraordinary appearance.
She had been standing here waiting for half an hour, because her father not only wanted to form a community of interests with the Ye family, but also wanted to strengthen their ties through marriage.
The Lü family may not be among the top three in Jiangdong, but their influence is not to be underestimated.
Because her family were arms dealers, they had close ties with foreign businessmen and possessed a large share of resources.
Now, her father is no longer content with being just a small businessman; he also wants to become the father-in-law of the young master of the Ye family, so that his future grandson can become the head of the Ye family and he can gain even more power from it.
She was happy to see this happen.
In fact, she felt a flutter of romantic feelings the moment she saw Young Master Ye.
Now that she has the opportunity to spend the rest of her life with him, she doesn't want to give it up.
Although many people say he is cold-blooded, ruthless, and violent, those he eliminated were all wicked people, which was clearly doing a service to the people.
The more Lü Mengqi thought about Ye Shao's bravery and fearlessness, the faster her secretly adoring heart beat.
She clasped her hands tightly together, trying to calm her pounding heart, and anxiously awaited his reply.
However, she was destined to be disappointed. Ye Minghan seemed not to hear her and did not even glance in that direction.
Lieutenant Yang knew that his young master despised women, so he dared not stop on his own initiative. He pushed the wheelchair up the slope to the top observation deck.
Hua Qingyan, who was following beside her, saw that her handsome man Ye had no reaction. Her eyes, which were sparkling with starlight, showed a hint of satisfaction, and the corners of her lips, which were covered by a veil, curled up slightly.
The three of them quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Only Lü Mengqi and her maid remained at the heavily guarded entrance.
She stood motionless, as if she had lost her soul, staring blankly at the empty corridor and ramp.
The maidservant attending to her, bracing herself against the soldiers' piercing gazes, timidly stepped forward to support Lü Mengqi's elbow and whispered:
"Miss, Young Master Ye has already left."
Upon hearing this, Lü Mengqi murmured slowly, like a lifeless puppet:
Did he not hear me? Or does he not like me? Why is he ignoring me?
The bright light in her eyes had been replaced by a dim one, and with the help of her maid, she slowly walked away.
The only entrance to the corridor quickly returned to its original tranquility, with only soldiers standing ramrod straight, dutifully guarding it.
As the cruise ship started moving, the waves that swirled around the hull made a "whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~" sound.
The girl, who had already reached the top observation deck, was sitting at a Chinese-style marble table, eating various dishes.
Meanwhile, her handsome boyfriend, accompanied by his adjutant Yang, went to the kitchen on the first floor to make her a small cake.
As for Young Master Ye, who is cooking for the first time, will he be able to make it?
Flower Fairy didn't care; she just wanted him to learn and to be pampered like she was in the previous world.
Because she felt that if she wanted him to be happy, she had to make him love her wholeheartedly, and then she would reciprocate with equal love.
In this way, mutual attraction is the sweetest and most unforgettable.
There are successful examples of this!
She did the same thing in her previous life and successfully collected his first divine soul.
The part of his soul that he lost in the first small world now resides in her heart.
How did she discover it?
When she was one year old, she ate something or encountered something, and that night she had an allergic reaction all over her body. She was itchy and in pain, and she cried for a long, long time.
As night deepened, a wisp of black mist drifted out from her heart, enveloping her entire body and soothing her to sleep.
The next day, all the redness and swelling disappeared.
Later, whenever she felt unwell, the black mist would come out to "heal" her.
Otherwise, given her sensitive skin, she wouldn't have had to wait until now; the plague when she was three years old would have taken her life.
At first, she didn't realize that the black mist was her Hanhan. It wasn't until she heard the faint, familiar sigh a second time that she was certain.
But after that, I never heard his voice again.
He doesn't usually come out; he only appears as black mist to accompany her when she's feeling unwell.
But she couldn't touch them.
He spoke to the black mist, but she didn't respond or pay any attention to him.
For several nights, she hid under the covers and cried, feeling wronged.
Just then, a huge wave crashed, pulling Hua Qingyan back from her wandering thoughts.
The "plop" sound sounded like someone had fallen into the water.
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