Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Weiai fumbled around and slowly made her way forward towards him, feeling that she should not cause any disturbance.
Slowly, she arrived behind him.
Weiai was stunned. She realized that her savior was wheelchair-bound.
“Umm, thank you…”
Weiai suppressed her surprise and expressed her gratitude genuinely.
However, the man did not turn back to reply to her With his slender figure, he pressed a button on the wheelchair and adjusted the seat to face her.
In the dark, the both of them made eye contact, but it was silent for a moment.
As she was slowly getting used to the darkness, she started to figure out what the man looked like although it was a little blurry.
However, how could the darkness hide the man’s natural charisma?
He had a beautiful face, sharp features, nicely-shaped brows and the slight upturn of his thin lips added an unruly aura to him. His entire being radiated nobility, his body was well-proportioned and perfect-looking.
“What are you thanking me for?”
Shen Shaobai replied in a mocking tone.
Upon hearing him speak, Weiai paused for a moment. Following that, she broke into a smile and replied, “Thank you for saving me yesterday! If not for you, who knows what would be my circumstances right now…”
As she continued, she began to recall what happened the previous night and could not help but shudder. She really could not imagine what would have happened to her if Meng Xinlan managed to get hold of her.
In the darkness, Shen Shaobai laughed coldly and said emotionlessly, “There is no need for that. This is because—you will regret being saved by me.”
Weiai was shocked upon hearing this, and she had an ominous premonition.
As she was about to clarify her doubts, he reached out his hands towards her—his hands were clean and much bigger than hers. But, what exactly did this mean?
Suddenly, Weiai felt that she was not thinking clearly, she could only assume that her savior was trying to shake her hand?
As she was wondering, she raised her hands hesitantly and brought them forward. Very soon, his hands embraced her small hands, their palms rested against each other and coldness that was starkly different from her warm hands radiated from him.
“You… Ahhhh…”
Just as Weiai opened her mouth, she lost control of her body and suddenly fell forward.
She landed in his arms and sat on his lap.
She was stunned for a short while and then started to struggle after regaining her composure. However, as if he was using all his might, Shen Shaobai kept her in his embrace. Weiai, who was already feeling uncomfortable from the beginning, started to feel worse.
Unwillingly, she rested on his chest. While she was still struggling, she heard a voice through his heartbeat, a voice that was void of emotions. “From now onwards, you belong to me.”
“Let go of me… Let go of me… You must be crazy…”
Weiai turned a deaf ear to what he said and tried to move away frantically.
His woman? This savior of hers must be out of his mind!
“Say you belong to me!”
Shen Shaobai stopped exerting more strength to keep Weiai from struggling.
“I am not yours! Let go of me immediately…”
Weiai replied in an unbending manner, speechless.
What bad luck!
Right after escaping from the wicked Meng Xinlan, when she thought that she was safe, who could have expected that her so-called savior was a pervert!
Shen Shaobai decided to keep silent as Weiai continued to struggle furiously.
The arms that wrapped tightly around Weiai started to loosen up.
Just when Weiai thought that he was going to let go of her, a black figure loomed over her. While she was confused for a moment, the man pressed his cold lips onto hers and an unfamiliar breath rushed at her.
Her kiss… her first kiss that she treasured so much!