Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It was afternoon when Weiai regained consciousness.
As she opened her eyes, the dazzling sunlight shone on her. Weiai could not help but shielded herself with her arm. As she got used to it slowly, she turned to the other side. In the next moment, at the side of the bed, the face of a man came into her sight.
He was leaning in so close that she could see the slight tremor of his thick eyelashes.
“Ahhhhh—”
Weiai screamed in shock and sprung backwards subconsciously.
“Be careful—”
Accompanying his gentle words, he reached out to grab Weiai as her body fell towards the ground.
“Little girl, are you shocked?”
The man smiled warmly as he guided Weiai back onto the bed.
After that, he patted Weiai’s head gently and said, “Hmm, the fever and the side-effects of the drug have subsided. You are recovering well.”
Weiai looked perplexed. She looked at the man in front of her in a daze. He was dressed in a white robe and there was a slight smile on his face, he had a pair of mesmerizing eyes, and his light brown hair shone brightly under the sunlight.
He was standing next to the bed, so good-looking and slender-like.
Just like… just like an angel!
Upon this thought, Weiai’s heart skipped a bit and she blushed.
“Little girl, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”
The man bent over with a look of concern in his eyes.
“Ah?”
As she regained her composure, she subconsciously made eye contact with him and shook her head quickly. “I’m fine…”
As she spoke, she realized that she was dressed in a new set of sleep attire; even her underclothes were changed. Weiai’s face turned pale. She remembered clearly that she was only dressed in her underclothes previously.
She was definitely naked when these new clothes were put on her. Even though she was not assaulted… upon thinking about the fact that her body was bared to a stranger, who was possibly a man, Weiai’s hands clutched onto the bed sheets tightly.
As though he could read the girl’s mind, he smiled and explained gently, “Don’t worry, it was the maid who changed your clothes.”
Upon hearing that, Weiai heaved a sigh of relief. She looked around quickly and asked curiously, “Who are you? Where is this place?”
She was shocked by what she saw.
The room had a magnificent decoration—the wallpaper was clearly designed by an expert, the floor was covered with an expensive-looking carpet, above her hung a transparent chandelier, and even the blanket covering her was made in real silk.
In the upper-class society, even though the Xia Family was not at the top, it was also not at the bottom. As the young lady of the Xia Family, Weiai believed that she had seen much of life. However, right in front of her, the fact that a mere room was so well decorated, it was hard to imagine how extravagant the rest of the place would look like.
The background of the person living here should not be underestimated.
How… did she get here?
“Little girl, remember this: Ning Yuan, I am Ning Yuan.”
Ning Yuan gave a small smile and answered only one question.
I am Ning Yuan…
He used the phrase “I am,” instead of “my name is.” His tone was intimate. As if they had known each other for a long time. Unfortunately, he was never present in her eighteen years of memory.
“So, was it you… who saved me?”
Weiai asked carefully, her eyes filled with gratitude.
“This…”
“Knock—”
As Ning Yuan was about to answer her, he heard some noise from the door. Then, a middle-aged man opened the door and entered the room.
“Master Ning, my young master wants to see her.”
Uncle Zhong explained and looked at Weiai.
Ning Yuan nodded his head and patted Weiai’s head. “Aren’t you curious about your savior? Go ahead, the one who saved you is waiting for you.”
He leaned forward and gave Weiai a hug that was filled with longing and attachment.
Weiai could smell the refined scent of the man, but before she could take a deeper sniff, he stepped backwards and made his leave. His hug came very suddenly and Weiai was shocked by it, so she stared at him in a daze.
Upon seeing Weiai’s reaction, Ning Yuan gave a warm smile and murmured softly, “Little girl, even though you are not her, you might be her younger sister, so welcome back.”
“Please follow me.”
At that moment, Uncle Zhong reminded as he turned to make his way out.
Weiai was still in a state of shock. She did not feel any dislike towards the man’s embrace, perhaps was due to his angel-like smile. As a result of this, she was reminded of a person—that person was the senior who she admired, the person who was a ray of sunshine that she kept in her memory.
As she returned to her thoughts, she was reminded of her current predicament, and it made her very perplexed.
What is happening?
Her mind was in a mess and she could not come up with an answer.
Finally, Weiai got off the bed and followed behind Uncle Zhong to meet her “savior”.