Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 409 - 287: Magical Night ①

Rosa couldn’t bear the heartache, "So you’re making me attend with you, just to show Shi Nian. Because she wants us to be together, you’re presenting it for her to see, to ease her mind."

Xiang Yuan glanced at Rosa, but said nothing.

Rosa couldn’t continue looking at his expression and just lowered her head to bitterly smile, "So to you, she will always be the most important. I’m destined to be your prop; you don’t care about my feelings at all."

Xiang Yuan put down the pen, with a calm gaze, "Everyone should have a conscience. How many tears did you make her shed before, yet after your accident did she hold it against you? In your most helpless and confused times, she was always by your side, tirelessly trying to find out who hurt you. After doing so much for you, can’t you even make her happy for a moment?"

Rosa always had resentment, but—speechless.

Rosa walked out of Xiang Yuan’s office, her high heels echoing despairingly on the marble floor. Hoping to present a resolute image, but at the hallway’s corner, she couldn’t help but stop by the wall, taking a quiet glance back at Xiang Yuan.

Unfortunately... through the transparent glass door, Xiang Yuan maintained his original posture, quietly gazing down at the documents, not moving a muscle, his eyes lowered.

He didn’t even cast her a glance.

Her heart surged with despair, losing even the last bit of hope.

Since the divorce, A Yuan seemed like a different person. To her, he fulfilled his obligations, like taking care of her diligently after her discharge, during her not yet fully recovered period, staying in her guest room, accompanying her through the most mentally fragile times, always rushing to her whenever she cried and screamed for the clown, lending his embrace and shoulder whenever she needed.

But... that’s all.

No matter how hard she tried with all a woman’s means to make him stay, to stay in her room. He was unmoved.

The last time, recalling the games he used to enjoy, she was fully prepared, bound him to the bed while he rushed to protect her without guard... she was on top, using the coercive toys. She thought he would like it... but he only looked at her with pity, his gaze calm, saying "Rosa, it must’ve been hard for you, but even with my hands and feet bound, I have no reaction."

That night she went mad, using her hands and mouth, desperately trying to arouse him.

Purely physiological, under her relentless efforts, there was a brief moment of excitement, but... when she sat down, he quickly lost his vigor.

The despair and defeat at that moment crushed her, leaving her only to cry in resentment.

She still had so much desire for him, but he... no longer desired her.

That night she chased him out of her door, saying she would never act so forward and humble again, saying this time she speaks of her own heart.

Harsh words are always the easiest to say; she said them that night, just as before, yet she found herself at the hallway corner, unable to control her urge to look back... Women, alas, are such pitiful creatures, always contradictory, always losing their reason to their heart.

So she deserved it, the exchange for his head-down, eyes-shut, complete indifference.

She took a deep breath, hand slipping down the marble wall, turning towards another direction.

Lu Zhao’s office.

Lu Zhao and Xiang Yuan are Huatai Hall’s original investors, both dedicated bosses; as long as Xiang Yuan hasn’t left, Lu Zhao usually stays to accompany him, in case there’s any important case that needs joint discussion.

Rosa didn’t knock, directly pushed the door open. Lu Zhao was also working, surprised to lift his head at the commotion.

Rosa went straight over, sat facing him on his lap.

She reached back and turned off the desk lamp, dark fell swiftly as she closed her eyes.

"Lu Zhao, don’t tell me you don’t want... if you dare refuse this time, then there will be no chance again in this lifetime."

Always calm and joking, Lu Zhao hesitated initially, but after hearing her words, he grasped her waist fiercely in the dark. The force was so great, as if he could break her.

With that enormous strength, he almost wildly plunged in.

The strong sensation made Rosa inadvertently frown and stifle a groan.

Pain...

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On the grand evening at the Tang Family’s, celebrities gathered.

But on such a night, regardless of one’s status, no matter how grand their usual outings, tonight they all shed their usual glimmer.

No one arrived in extravagant attire; the cars parked outside were not overly striking luxury cars. Most were the simplest black sedans, or simply called taxis to send them in. Shi Nian saw from afar and finally felt at ease.

Otherwise, her mount would be a bit too strange.

To say it’s a mount, it’s a real mount — she came riding a horse with Huangfu Huazhang. The pure white horse had a small face, long neck, and slender waist. The most beautiful part was its tail, its hair spreading in the pure moonlit night, a vision as elusive as a dream.

This horse belonged to Huangfu Huazhang’s stable. He took her horse riding, and she fell in love with this white horse at first sight, yet she hadn’t expected that tonight they were supposed to come by car, but the car stopped at the foot of the mountain. Huangfu Huazhang took her hand to get off the car and saw Senmu already standing with the white horse beside the vehicle.

Tonight was the Tang Family’s big party. Her heart was restless with anxiety that she was already reluctant to make any further sensational moves. She just wanted to dress to be as inconspicuous as possible, find a hidden corner, and quietly endure the night. But this white horse naturally drew attention. How could she dare ride a horse up the mountain?

She then softly pleaded, "The mountain is windy, and there’s no shelter while riding. Sir, let’s just drive up."

Huangfu Huazhang smiled and ran his hand through her long, slightly curly hair tousled by the mountain wind: "Old Sir Tang has his own rules. Our car can’t conveniently go up, but riding a horse is the best way."

As he spoke, he took a Scottish plaid blanket from the trunk and wrapped it thickly around her: "Not cold anymore."

With such insistence from him, she couldn’t refuse.

In front of him, she always wants to be that sweet and obedient little girl — the little girl in his memory.

She nodded compliantly: "Alright."

He helped her change clothes, in the forest surrounded by blankets held up by Senmu and Xia Zuo, he brought the riding attire Senmu had prepared.

The pure black riding attire fit every line of her body naturally. She was a bit nervous, and no matter how she tried, she couldn’t fasten the front buttons. He smiled and reached over.

In the night, the white horse seemed to transform into an enchanting world. Before her was the Vampire Count, carrying a fatal charm right in front, making her powerless to escape.

Shi Nian hurriedly closed her eyes, stepped back, escaping the illusion.

Yet he caught her collar with an arm’s stretch, approached her ear, and chuckled softly: "I calculated every curve of your body, but missed this one."

His gaze lingered there, slowly and gently fastening her buttons.

Shi Nian held her breath, afraid that if she exhaled, her curves might press against his fingertips.

He enjoyed this wonderful moment with a smile, fastening each button slowly before gently releasing her. With a doting look, he lowered his eyes: "Breathe, my little girl."

Shi Nian quickly stepped back a few steps, pressing her hand over her heart, taking deep breaths.

But not wanting to be too obvious, she blushed and asked, "These clothes, were they tailored just for me?"

He nodded with a smile, looked over at Senmu: "I have a good tailor, have you forgotten?"

Fortunately, they were at the foot of the mountain, the path every guest of the Tang Family must take to climb up. From afar, there were car lights and voices approaching, and only then did Huangfu Huazhang place the riding hat on her, letting her long curly hair fall over her shoulders, and lifted her onto the white horse.

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All the way up the mountain, they encountered many cars.

At first, some cars wanted to pass them, and some taxi drivers even honked fervently.

But soon, seeing who was on the horse, Huangfu Huazhang, those private cars automatically followed behind, moving at the speed of an electric scooter; and those taxi drivers were warned by their passengers not to honk, not even daring to use blinding high beams.

As it turns out, there were more people than she imagined who were wary of Huangfu Huazhang.

Shi Nian felt a bit uneasy in her stomach, couldn’t help but whisper: "Sir, you’re usually a low-profile person, isn’t this too high-profile for tonight?"

He smiled and held her tighter with the blanket: "Whenever it’s related to you, I want everything to be high-profile."

He said this with a low laugh, leaning closer to her ear, "Just like how people now love to showcase their relationships on Twitter and Facebook. Nian, I wish I could show you off to the world, letting everyone know my dream has come true and I have you by my side."

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Shi Nian and Huangfu Huazhang dismounted, and Xue Ruke quickly came forward to take the reins.

The outsiders couldn’t understand why Huangfu Huazhang rode to the party, but Xue Ruke glanced at the horse and was startled, unable to help but ask: "This horse, isn’t it...?!

Huangfu Huazhang blinked with a smile: "That’s why for Old Sir Tang’s big party tonight, I came on horseback. It’s the highest respect for the Tang Family and Old Sir Tang."