The Devil’s Designated Lover

“Miss An, please come with us quickly.” In her daze, An Ke hadn’t yet understood what was happening when a girl rushed into the room. An Ke was now fully awake and asked the girl, “Xiao Yun, where have you been these past few days? I missed you.”

Chen Yun only politely responded, “Miss An, please get ready quickly. The reporters will be here soon and won’t leave.”

An Ke looked at Chen Yun, grabbed her hand, and asked, “Are you okay after helping me in Singapore last time?” Based on her limited understanding of Jun Hao, she didn’t believe he would do nothing to punish her.

Chen Yun looked back at An Ke and instead asked, “Why are your eyes so swollen?”

An Ke rubbed her head, trying to hide her inner unease, “I slept wrong and got a stiff neck last night.”

Before Chen Yun could speak, An Ke asked again, “Xiao Yun, Jun Hao did something to you, didn’t he?”

“No, I went home to visit my parents,” Chen Yun blushed and stammered.

“Actually, I accidentally learned about your background from Jun Hao. Your parents died early, and he helped you go to school and learn taekwondo. When you got your fifth-degree black belt qualification, you gave up excellent overseas job opportunities to serve him.” Chen Yun’s background was exactly as An Ke said, though not from Jun Hao’s direct telling, but from an accidental glimpse in his computer files.

“He just wanted me to reflect on things,” Chen Yun lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong, forgetting her original purpose. By the time An Ke finished getting ready, half an hour had passed.

As the noisy sounds from outside the hotel became faintly audible, Chen Yun knew she had messed up again. She sighed at her own uselessness, always being led around by An Ke whenever they talked.

The room’s internal phone rang, and Chen Yun quickly answered, nodding, “I understand.” Despite her young age, she had the demeanor of a great leader. Turning to An Ke, she said, “We can’t leave the hotel now. The reporters have surrounded it completely.”

“Why are the reporters here?” An Ke vaguely guessed but wanted confirmation from Chen Yun.

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