"You’re really well-behaved, not resisting at all." As he spoke, his hand let go of her mouth.

Ye Lu turned back in astonishment, looking at him incredulously.

The man in front of her was very close, their noses almost touching. His familiar scent enveloped her, casting her within his unique aura.

The face that drove her mad with longing was pale and delicate, almost heartbreakingly thin, with long, enchanting eyes and brows lifted in pride, hiding flickers of affection that warmed her heart. The corners of his eyes and lips couldn’t hide his smile.

"Ah..." She covered her mouth, letting out a joyful shriek as tears suddenly moistened her eyes, and she threw herself onto him.

Her force was so great that Third Young Master Jun stumbled from the immense impact, as he was pushed against the wall, with his slender back tightly against it, his face full of surprise and disorientation.

In the quiet hotel corridor, utterly still, no one passed by. It seemed like the world had only them left, at least in that moment; between them, they could not see anybody else.

Ye Lu clung to him like an octopus, her arms and legs clasped around him, her hands hooked around his neck, holding him tightly, as if fearing this was all just a dream from which he would suddenly disappear.

The joy of their reunion after such peril was too much to contain; joyful and excited tears flowed uncontrollably like pearls falling from a string, wetting her entire face, ruining her makeup.

But she cried wildly, sobbing so hard she was nearly out of breath, her whole body convulsing, her shoulders trembling incessantly.

Her small hands relentlessly pounded against him, causing his chest to thump loudly, and as she hit, she cursed.

"Bastard, you bastard, I detest you, you dare to show your face to me, you son of a bitch, being so cruel to me, pressuring me like that, I hate you so much... wh-why..."

The more Ye Lu cursed, the more violently she cried. This was their first sight of each other since their agonizing parting in the primeval forest.

She remembered the time when he was so ill he was near death, unable to move with an injured foot, and both of them trapped in despair.

She went insane wanting to stay with him, to care for him, to be with him.

But, to make her escape, he coldly pointed a gun at his temple, forcing her to leave.

Every time she recalled the image of him holding the gun, threatening suicide to make her go, she felt unbearable pain that kept her from sleep at night.

He was too cruel, driving her to near madness. How could he be so heartless, both to her and to himself?

Watching her cry and convulse, Third Young Master Jun’s eyes, lifted in a haunting charm, showed immense helplessness and indulgence. He had faced many troubles, yet only she was the trouble he could never handle, yet relished it sweetly, even finding the pain she inflicted as sweet.

He let her vent her anger by hitting him, then took her entirely into his arms, gently rubbing her head with his rough hands in a soothing motion, whispering soft apologies. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Alright, alright, it’s all my fault, all my blame, I’m the bastard, yes, I’m despicable, unforgivable, just waiting for you to punish me severely. Ah, stop crying now, you’ll look all ugly, not pretty anymore. Look, the mother of four kids and still crying like a little child, so tearful."

Third Young Master Jun lowered his head, his handsome face full of charm, his bony fingers wiping away her tears, burning pain at the tip of his heart.

"What’s it to you? So what if I’m like a child?" Ye Lu raised her tear-stained eyes, glaring at him fiercely, "Tell me, do you think I’m ugly now?"