A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1686 - 361: The Master’s New Favorite, Protecting the Young Miss (Eleventh Update)
Hailan slowly got up and walked step by step out of the palace, when suddenly a young boy rushed out, followed by two panting maids. The young boy bumped into Hailan, who instinctively pushed the boy: "Get lost."
The tone was full of disgust.
The boy fell to the ground, looking aggrieved and panic-stricken.
Such a beautiful face, especially those eyes, clear and transparent like glass, made one irresistibly want to scoop them out and cherish them. The panic flickering in those eyes made him look like a frightened little rabbit, evoking sympathy.
The two maids helped him up.
"What’s your name?"
The boy merely stared at him innocently and fearfully, as if he hadn’t heard him, with no reaction at all.
Hailan snorted coldly: "Gone mute, have you?"
Everyone in this Holy Palace is mute, how come there’s another one?
Hailan scrutinized the boy’s face, narrowing his eyes slightly.
Could he be the master’s new favorite?
How could that be? He was the only one allowed to stay by the master’s side.
Hailan walked over step by step, lifted the boy’s chin, and carefully examined the face in front of him. The more he looked, the more amazed he was. It was even more delicate and flawless than a woman’s, especially with that clean and transparent aura that women loved most.
Did the master fancy this face?
The boy pouted and abruptly slapped his hand away, retreating as if he were facing a monstrosity of epic proportions.
Hailan snorted coldly: "Good-for-nothing."
Seeing the boy hiding behind the maids, with the maids looking at Hailan very warily, made Hailan quite uncomfortable. It seems the master truly cared about this boy.
"Are you afraid of me?" Hailan raised an eyebrow slightly, walking towards the boy step by step.
The maids blocked in front of the boy, shaking their heads towards Hailan.
The boy appeared increasingly panic-stricken.
Hailan’s eyes flashed with mockery: "Fool...."
He turned around and walked out.
There were plenty of ways to get rid of this person quietly.
Why cause trouble and incur the master’s disgust?
The boy watched Hailan’s departing figure, a fleeting light flashed in his eyes, while the maids looked at him worriedly. The boy shook his head, innocently pursed his lips.
"Young master." Butler Ziyu quickly walked over, having witnessed everything just now. It seems Hailan had misunderstood something.
The boy tugged at his sleeve, pointing outside, eyes filled with expectation.
Butler Ziyu smiled gently: "Alright, I’ll have someone take you out for a stroll, but don’t go too far, and come back early, or the lady will be worried."
The boy understood his lip reading, nodded happily, smiling like a child.
Butler Ziyu couldn’t help but sigh, in fact, living as purely as the young master wasn’t bad at all.
Butler Ziyu called over a burly young man, "Qingyun, accompany the young master for a stroll. Make sure to protect him. If the young master loses even a single hair, I’ll hold you solely responsible."
Qingyun immediately bowed respectfully: "Yes."
The boy cheerfully ran out, Qingyun pursed his lips, and quickly followed.
As for this boy’s identity, he wasn’t clear, but judging from Butler Ziyu’s tone, it must be significant and required serious protection.
Seeing the boy about to step out of the Holy Palace’s range, Qingyun hurriedly stopped him: "Young master, you can’t leave the Holy Palace’s range."
The boy frowned angrily, suddenly pushed him away, and dashed out. Qingyun, unable to be forceful, followed helplessly.
The island was vast, with fresh air and a beautiful night view. On the clean streets, cars occasionally passed by, the surroundings were spotless, exuding an air of seclusion from the world.
The boy, like a bird newly freed from its cage, ran around happily, everything seemed novel. Qingyun was helpless, but also thought that this boy wasn’t just simple, he clearly seemed to be mentally challenged.
Just then a car stopped by the roadside, and a drunk man staggered out, stood at the roadside wanting to urinate. The boy curiously approached, startling the drunk who cursed angrily in English and drunkenly tried to make a move on the boy.
The boy looked panic-stricken, like a frightened little rabbit.
Qingyun hurriedly stepped in front of the boy, coldly addressing the drunk: "There’s a strict ban on drunk driving on this island, do you want to end up in jail?"
The punishments here were harsh. There was an island specifically for imprisoning criminals, generally, those who went in would have a hard time coming out without some hardship.
For drunk driving, outside it’s generally judged based on the severity of the circumstances, with detention and fines, only exceptionally bad cases lead to imprisonment. But here, just an alcohol level over 50 milligrams is determined as drunk driving, with no room for negotiation, and at least a three-year sentence.
