“Xueman, can you open the door? I have something to tell you.” Ou Wen raised his voice slightly when he received no response.
She slowly walked back into the room, arms crossed, leaning against the door, still silent.
“Xueman, I know you’re not prepared yet, but he doesn’t have much time left. Just fulfill a dying wish.” Ou Wen pleaded.
The knocking grew louder, followed by Huang Tianli’s voice, “Ou Wen, you really do have something with this woman. I’ve never seen you beg so softly before. Fox spirit, come out, let’s clear things up…”
Ou Xueman rubbed her temples, realizing she wouldn’t get peace unless she went out. She opened the door, leaning against the frame, saying lazily, “I seldom try to be good, and this is the thanks I get.”
As she pushed past the two blocking her door, she saw the man with a mischievous smile, comfortably sitting on the sofa in a black shirt, steady and cool.
Ou Xueman glared at Ou Wen, her enchanting eyes filled with anger, yet her lips wore a charming smile. “Ou Wen,” she said through gritted teeth.”
She was bathed in sunlight outside the glass, exuding a lazy charm. Owen spoke to her, and her willow-leaf eyebrows rippled slightly. Her skin, like soft snow, revealed a healthy glow touched by faint sunlight. The silk pajamas barely concealed her curvaceous figure, with waves of long hair cascading over her chest.
He had seen many stunning women, but only she aroused his unusual interest—beyond ordinary desire. The curve of his thin lips grew more pronounced. Perhaps she was the first woman to captivate him so deeply. When Owen said he was coming to her, he followed, eagerly anticipating her reaction. She looked at him with a complex gaze that he couldn’t fully comprehend.
At that moment, a clear droplet slid down her smooth face, and even the sunlight passing through it seemed tinged with sadness. Owen reached out to wipe it away, but she refused, doing it herself. Suddenly, he sensed her fragility and loneliness behind her strength, resonating with a solitude he recognized from years ago—a pair of eyes with a pure gaze hiding deep vulnerability.
At that moment, she looked back at him, sensing a resonance, but quickly turned away.
