It seems like I have a familiar feeling?

Fei Han extinguished the subtlety in his eyes, calmly saying, "Of course, I don’t mind. She was killed by someone she knew, due to some dispute."

"Someone she knew? I thought she was robbed or... so she was killed by an acquaintance? What... kind of dispute?"

"There was a third party between us."

"A third party?... A love triangle?" She was even more shocked.

"Yes, it was a man. He was angry because she was with me, so he shot her." He uttered the words coldly.

She swallowed: "Was he her admirer, who couldn’t have his way, and killed her out of anger and shame?"

Fei Han didn’t answer, remaining silent for a long time, as if implying consent.

Liang Anya decided not to ask further: "I’m sorry, I’ve asked too much. I’ll be going now."

"Wait." Fei Han called out lightly, taking a silver Browning handgun from his backpack.

The Browning was tiny, fitting well in a woman’s hand, but its recoil was strong, and the damage it could inflict wasn’t small.

Liang Anya eyed him suspiciously.

"Have you ever used a gun?"

She took a deep breath and shook her head.

"I’ll show you." He pushed the Browning into her palm, teaching her how to engage the safety, then stood behind her, holding her hand, raising it towards a tree.

Before she could react, he helped her pull the trigger!

"Bang!"

The tree trunk shuddered, leaves falling down!

Her eardrums vibrated.

"Did you see? Actually, using a gun is much simpler than you think. Don’t be scared. Keep this gun with you. On the day you leave with Xiaoxiao, if something happens, this gun can help." Fei Han said nonchalantly.

She understood what he meant.

Fei Han meant that if on the day of escape anything changes, such as Si Yuheng finding out, or not letting her go too far, she could use this gun to... deal with him.

Her face turned slightly pale.

Seeing the slight fear on her face, Fei Han’s eyes quickly flashed an inexplicable and bizarre smile, but his tone was calm as water: "It’s getting late, go back. If you’re discovered, you won’t be able to run even if you want to."

She checked the time; indeed, she had been inside for a long time. No time to think more, she gathered her things and ran towards the dense forest outside.

As she neared the castle entrance, she put her hands on her hips, caught her breath, and patted her flushed face hard due to the fast running. Once her face color returned to normal, she tidied her clothes, then walked in pretending she strolled back leisurely.

"Miss Liang, why did you come back alone?" A subordinate on duty at the private road entrance was surprised.

"Hmm, I found my earring was lost at the hospital halfway, had someone help me look for it. The rest of the way wasn’t far, so I walked back slowly alone."

"Then Miss Liang, please go in."

Accompanied by two subordinates, she entered the castle nonchalantly.

...

Returning to her room, Liang Anya wrapped her exit identification along with the palm-sized Browning, placing them in a secret compartment under the bed.

This place was usually unused, even Beth hadn’t cleaned it, making it very safe. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

After placing it securely, she stood up, wiped her sweat, feeling her calves tremble from soreness and fatigue.

To make it back before the subordinates, she ran too fast, not feeling tired then, only realizing it now.

The day after tomorrow...

Just wait until the day after tomorrow.

She’d take Xiaoxiao out to the west gate of the private forest, where Fei Han would meet them.

Considering her recent relationship with Si Yuheng, taking Xiaoxiao downstairs to play shouldn’t be too much of an issue.

"What are you doing?" A deep voice broke her thoughts.

She jumped, hurriedly turning around.

Maybe she was too nervous, she didn’t even hear Si Yuheng enter.

He was wearing a black-and-white eagle-patterned MARCELO-BURLON polo shirt, standing in front of her, his ocean-like mysterious eyes looking over thoughtfully.

Even if it was a simple T-shirt, he wore it like a male model, ready to walk the runway anytime.

"No-nothing." Her sweat nearly drenched her collar. He hadn’t seen anything; no need to scare herself.

He gazed deeply at her, the atmosphere suddenly turning tense, she almost heard her own heartbeat.

Until his brows finally relaxed and he spoke: "Finished seeing Huo Family’s young mistress?"

She breathed a long sigh of relief inwardly, nodding: "Yes, I’m done."

He came over, raised his hand, and wiped the sweat off her forehead, slightly frowning: "Why are you sweating so much?"

"I walked back on the private road by myself." Liang Anya said softly.

Her subordinates would surely report this to him, so she might as well tell him herself. It might help her gain some favor, making him more relaxed.

Si Yuheng’s eyebrows knitted: "Walked back alone?"

"When I was passing the private road, I found an earring was lost at the hospital and had your subordinate get it for me, there wasn’t much road left, so I just walked back slowly like a stroll." She paused, twisting her clothes: "I used your subordinate without asking, you... won’t blame me, right?"

The longer she spent with him, the more she understood what he liked.

She cleverly avoided mentioning walking back alone and focused on "using his subordinates to help her."

Sure enough, his tightly knit brows relaxed: "They accompany you out, they’re for your use."

She said nothing else, lowering her head, about to breathe a sigh of relief when he reached out, pulling her into his arms, bending down to kiss her intensely and thoroughly.

The sudden star-like shower of kisses was powerful, as if he hadn’t seen a woman for days, startling Liang Anya.

After being thoroughly kissed, she finally came to, bouncing an elbow off his chest, attempting to push away his lean body, only for him to pull her back.

"Si Yuheng, it’s still daylight." She was a bit excessively shocked, was this man in heat again?

He whispered near her ear: "So that means we can do something when it gets dark?"

Not seeing her for a day, he felt odd, like a bite was missing, leaving him hungry.

Seeing her return was like seeing delicious food come back, putting everything else aside, coming over immediately.

Huo Zhenyang wasn’t wrong in saying, he really became this woman’s clingy plaster, unable to go an hour without seeing her.

Annoyed by his odd feelings, he impatiently moved the hair obstructing his continued kissing from beside her neck.

His kisses tickled her immensely, and she felt his body pressed tightly against hers, with some subtle changes in his firm abdomen.

Though slight, those changes were enough to make her tense.

She instinctively spoke: "Si Yuheng."

He stopped unwillingly, lazily responding: "Hmm?"

She hesitated: "Have you eaten?"

He chuckled in exasperation: "You stopped me just to ask if I’ve eaten?"

Couldn’t she see he was eating right now?