My Scheming Little Devil

Her voice had become shrill, her eyes wide open, her trembling tone was so uneasy, as if she were on the verge of tears.

"I want you to tell me, what exactly is going on? What are you afraid to tell me; what have you hidden from me? Speak up!" 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Rumbles of thunder flashed in the distance. In the tropics, storms come as quickly as they are spoken, and the sky soon became covered with dark clouds, the light dimming dramatically.

The entire world seemed to fall into an increasingly darker shade, as if night were about to envelop everything, to swallow the world whole.

Jun Huang lowered his head to see her once joyful and rosy face, now plainly fraught with panic and uncertainty, so urgently questioning him, needing his answer to settle her heart, to dispel her doubts.

His heart ached with pain and filled with reluctance. Did he really need to tell her the truth?

At such a moment of parting, when she felt so hopeful that they would soon be a happy family, should he tell her about his illness, about the disease that might not be curable? Such a cruel revelation would be a devastating blow.

How desperate, sad, and frightened she would feel in her heart.

He hadn’t allowed her a few days of happiness before facing such fatal pain, even he felt that her life was too unfortunate. Every time happiness was within reach, it was shattered by a bolt from the blue.

Seven years ago it was the same, and seven years later, it was no different.

He only wished she could be a little more content, even if just for a second, then her pain would lessen by that much.

Why must she stubbornly continue to question, this silly woman.

"Ye Lu, I..." He was about to speak when a fierce thunderclap roared in the sky, lightning tearing through the dense clouds as if ripping the sky in half.

The sudden bright light made their faces seem a stark, sorrowful white.

"Let me tell you what’s going on," Yan Su’s calm and clear voice came from not far away, as he strode toward them.

Ye Lu looked at him with confusion, but he walked briskly right up to her.

"Hold out the tissue you have in your hand," he said flatly.

Ye Lu’s hand trembled as she looked at his calm expression, then at Third Young Master Jun, and eventually stretched out her hand, revealing the tissue.

Yan Su’s gaze swept over the bloodstain on the tissue, a hint of resignation flashing in his lowered eyes.

Ye Lu had found out after all. But such things really can’t be hidden for long; it was bound to be discovered, yet it shouldn’t have been at such a time. It was troublesome both for Third Young Master and for Ye Lu.

If Ye Lu found out the truth, she would never leave, no matter what.

And how could Third Young Master not have concerns and dedicate himself wholeheartedly to his mission?

He pulled a bottle out of his pocket, opened it, and dripped a red liquid onto the white tissue, spreading a crimson stain.

Ye Lu was shocked, "What does this mean?"

Yan Su shrugged his shoulders, shaking the bottle of eye drops in his hand, and said with a laugh, "It’s that simple. Third Young Master’s eyes did get a bit injured by some fireworks, and I have been applying these eye drops to him lately. So the tears that come out are red, aren’t they? What are you so worried about, making a mountain out of a molehill."

His casual tone, devoid of any pretense, so indifferent, as if Ye Lu had done something foolish.

Ye Lu stared at the red eye drops in his hand, dumbfounded. Is that it, just eye drops?

What she had wiped away was just red eye drops.

Was she being too sensitive?