Villain Young Master Doesn't Want to Fall in Love with the Cute Domineering Female Lead Chapter 24

Yao Shi let out a helpless sigh upon hearing this. Fine, since Young Master has already made up his decision, any more words from me would be in vain.

Without defending her identity, she walked over to Wu Liang's side and cautiously leaned in close.

Yet the instant Yao Shi's slender hand rested on Wu Liang's shoulder, her delicate fingers suddenly trembled.

She instantly froze in place like a wooden stake, her water-like, beautiful eyes gradually widening with a hint of sorrow.

Gazing at Wu Liang's sweat-drenched back, Yao Shi couldn't help clenching her fists, her clenched knuckles turning somewhat pale. Young Master, just to find me...

"Huh? What is it?"

Seeing Yao Shi rooted to the ground like a petrified statue, Wu Liang turned his head and asked in confusion.

Is she feeling shy? But come to think of it, Yao Shi is, after all, only a nineteen-year-old girl.

Yao Shi had never had such intimate contact with a male, so it was completely normal for her to feel uncomfortable and awkward.

"Yao Shi, if you feel this isn't very appropriate—"

"It's fine, Young Master. I was just thinking about something, you don't need to mind it."

Just as Wu Liang was about to open his mouth to say something, Yao Shi crouched down slightly and gently leaned against Wu Liang's back.

Feeling the body heat radiating from Wu Liang's back, Yao Shi closed her eyes and murmured softly.

"Hey! I just sweated quite a bit, if you do this won't you—"

Not expecting Yao Shi to suddenly press her body against him, Wu Liang hurriedly tried to explain to her.

Yet upon feeling the chill emanating from Yao Shi's body, Wu Liang's voice gradually trailed off.

Why is Yao Shi's body so icy? This coldness is almost like that of a lifeless corpse.

"Young Master, let's go. Don't keep Miss He Xue waiting too long."

Her lotus-white, delicate arms threaded around Wu Liang's neck like water snakes, hooking across his chest.

Softly pressing her body flush against Wu Liang's back, as if feeling shy, Yao Shi buried her head in Wu Liang's shoulder.

"Ah... Right... Right..."

The exhaled fragrant breath brushed against his ear, and her soft, tender body pressed tightly against Wu Liang's back.

Her boneless frame was soft, light, and made one feel somewhat floating.

With slightly trembling hands, he reached toward Yao Shi's thighs. Her palms gliding over the black silk felt somewhat ticklish, yet extremely tender.

This was top-quality silk stocking material, and Wu Liang couldn't help stroking it a few more times. The sleek, numb sensation transmitted through his palms straight to the depths of his mind.

Yao Shi's legs weren't particularly plump, but neither were they exceptionally slender. Their feel was top-tier and somewhat delicate.

"Ahem, let's go."

Realizing he was engaging in behavior resembling a creepy otaku, Wu Liang hurriedly stopped his hands and spoke with a slightly flushed face.

He cupped the inner sides of Yao Shi's thighs, exerting a slight force, and the delicate sensation tingled against his fingertips.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Liang silently recited the calming mantra hundreds of times.

Wu Liang now completely understood what kind of saint the ancient text's Liu Xiahui—who sat undisturbed with a woman on his lap—truly was.

He was already losing control just from touching Yao Shi's thighs, let alone letting Yao Shi sit in his lap—that kind of outrageous thing.

Hoo... Calm down... The character for lust is a blade over the head...

Taking a deep breath to admonish himself, Wu Liang made a sudden lunge to stand up, but because he used too much force, he almost fell backward.

He hurriedly took a few small steps back to barely steady himself, which made Wu Liang's heart sink.

Yao Shi's weight was light to an excessive degree; he hadn't anticipated that Yao Shi's body would be this feather-light.

This simply didn't look like the weight a normal female should have, especially since Yao Shi stood a full meter seventy tall.

"Yao Shi, you—"

"Young Master, we should get going."

Yao Shi tightened her slender arms, a faint rosy blush adorning the cheek buried in Wu Liang's shoulder.

Pressed closely against Wu Liang's body, she grew slightly warm, and at this moment Yao Shi could even clearly hear her own heartbeat.

Like a muffled drum echoing in her ears, she had never experienced this kind of heart-pounding sensation.

The masculine aura emanating from Wu Liang constantly brushed against her cheek, throwing her thoughts into even greater disarray.

"Ah... Yeah... Let's head back..."

The words he wanted to ask got stuck in his throat. Wu Liang flashed a helpless smile, tightened his arms, and strode forward.

He still had no way to extract any information related to her from Yao Shi's mouth.

Judging by the immediate situation, however, Yao Shi was definitely not just an ordinary maid like her game settings suggested.

Yao Shi possessed an unknown past and harbored secrets that were difficult to speak of.

Since Yao Shi couldn't open up to him yet, Wu Liang saw no need to force her; letting nature take its course would suffice.

Sooner or later, he would learn Yao Shi's secrets, as well as everything about her.

"Young Master, do you think Miss He Xue will be angry?"

Yao Shi asked softly. The killing intent she had previously exuded was not something ordinary people could endure.

If Miss He Xue formed any opinions of her because of this matter, a rift would develop between Young Master Wu Liang and Miss He Xue.

She didn't want such a thing to happen, if there was any remedy...

"Don't worry, He Xue doesn't have a fragile ego. I can tell she cares a lot about you."

Wu Liang smiled. Although He Xue looked as delicate as a little princess, she wouldn't harbor a grudge against Yao Shi over something like this.

However, to help He Xue relax a little, it seemed he would need to use that method.

"Let's take a slight detour, there's a place I want to take you."

As if thinking of something interesting, a low chuckle escaped from beneath the KFC mascot head.

"Young Master, why are the people around us paying so much attention to us?"

Feeling the fiery gazes of the surrounding passersby, Yao Shi couldn't help reaching out to adjust her skirt.

She felt like passersby were paying her even more attention than before.

"This wave, this wave is called the wrath of single dogs."

Wu Liang laughed out loud as he felt the surrounding gazes that almost looked like they wanted to swallow him alive.

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Chapter 38: Family and Business (Fire Scroll Extra Chapter)

He Xue accompanied He Feng in the hospital room, keeping a silent vigil over He Jingao.

Looking at He Jingao, whose expression was calm and whose breathing was even on the hospital bed, He Xue finally set down the heart that had been hanging in suspense.

It looked like he was already out of danger. A flush of color had returned to his previously deathly pale face, and his rosy cheeks showed that his condition was very good.

Though he hadn't woken from the anesthesia yet, that was only a matter of time.

"Father..."

He Feng gripped He Jingao's hand and murmured softly. The other man's palm was very rough, like frosted leather.

This left a heavy taste in He Feng's heart. In his impression, his father had always been optimistic and healthy.

He had never imagined that his father would contract such a hidden ailment. For years he had been unable to stay by his father's side, to the point that his father fell gravely ill without him even knowing.

As a son, he was a massive failure; he failed He Jingao.

As a father, he failed the child He Xue.

Hidden ailments like carcinogenesis could be detected in the early stages, but he had never once accompanied his father to the hospital for a checkup.

Moreover, his father was a rather stubborn person by nature and would absolutely never go to such places as a hospital for no reason.

If only he had managed to squeeze out some time to visit home back then, his father wouldn't have had to suffer like this.

"Father, it's fine. Grandpa is already okay, isn't he?"

He Xue, who had been sitting in silence, placed her hand over He Feng's to comfort him.

She knew her father was blaming himself heavily, but she could also understand him.

If her father hadn't spent years running about outside, she wouldn't have been living the life she had now.

From that destitute family of back then to owning a small villa in Yanghai City, all of this was thanks to her father.

Without her father's hard work, she wouldn't have been able to study at Huihuangxing Academy, a place where only those from prestigious families were qualified to go.

"He Xue, forgive your father. It was Father who failed to look after you two."

"Father swears to you, from this day forward I will never leave Yanghai City for even half a step. Father will live right here with you."

He Feng turned his hand over to clasp He Xue's small hand, smiling with a gratified expression. The palms of three generations clenched tightly together, refusing to part for a long time.

To He Feng, this family was his everything. If he even lost his family, making all the money in the world would be useless.

Ever since Reiko's passing, He Xue had been looked after by his father; the paternal love he had given He Xue was simply too little.

He Feng had figured it out: he had long since earned enough money, and there was no need for him to continue burying his nose in hard work.

He might as well pull out some extra time to spend more with his daughter and his parents.

"Father? Are you serious?"

A bright gleam rose from the depths of He Xue's dimmed pupils, and she widened her eyes in disbelief as she stared at her father.

She had never imagined that one day she would hear these words from her father's mouth.

Could her father really put everything down and return to her side?

"I, He Feng, swear that starting today I will stay by my family's side until I watch you walk out of my protective circle."

"On the contrary, since you're used to seeing me once every half year, you aren't allowed to complain when you suddenly have to see me every day."

He Feng crouched down and gently stroked his daughter's head.

He had already figured it out. What he craved was familial affection and family, not cold paper currency.

"Father, then your business..."

To say He Xue wasn't happy would be a lie, but He Feng's business was massive. Discarding it just like that was easier said than done.

"Business? Let's just leave business alone, let nature take its course."

"Besides, I've already earned enough money. All I want to do next is stay by your side."

Hearing this, He Feng was stunned for a moment before stretching lazily with a carefree expression.

He had indeed spent a great deal of energy building his business to where it was today, and one could say he had suffered every kind of hardship.

Yet compared to family, those things were completely dispensable. What could possibly be more important than one's own family?

"No! You can't just give up like this! That is your dream of many years!!"

He Xue furrowed her brows and sternly scolded He Feng.

How could he just give up casually like that? That was her father's hard work of many years, and even more so, his lifelong dream.

Now that her father had finally embarked on the path of pursuing his dream, how could she let him throw it away so groundlessly?

If her father really did that, she would instead become the sinner who restricted him.

"He Xue... You don't understand this..."

He Feng was startled by He Xue suddenly jumping to her feet, but he quickly understood the reason for her anger.

Giving up a dream was indeed a difficult choice, but if it was for the sake of his family, He Feng could accept this loss.

Besides, trying to balance family and business simultaneously was simply impossible. To achieve that, unless...

"Mr. He Feng, can your company be merged under our banner?"

The bodyguard who had been listening quietly by the doorway for a long time slowly walked over to He Feng's side.