Si Moyan placed Wen Yan onto the wide, soft couch.
Wen Yan's long hair spread out, her dark locks cascading like seaweed across the pillows, making her skin look even more fair and flawless.
Jet-black hair, snow-white skin, and bright red lips.
The striking visual contrast was incredibly captivating.
Even after having a child, Wen Yan looked as if she hadn't.
Her figure remained slender and graceful, her skin was tight, and her delicate features were more beautiful and enchanting than ever.
Seeing Si Moyan staring at her with his deep, narrow eyes, Wen Yan's lips curled into a smile. Hubby, you always love staring at me. Haven't you looked at this face enough?
Si Moyan's sexy Adam's apple bobbed.
He raised his long fingers, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. His voice was deep and husky, My wife is so beautiful, I could never look enough.
The smile on Wen Yan's lips deepened, looking both delicate and coquettish. If I weren't beautiful, you wouldn't have been hooked by me so easily, right?
Si Moyan remained noncommittal.
No matter how aloof he acted in front of outsiders, whenever she made a move, she could easily make him fall for her.
Mrs. Si, we will be together for all our lifetimes, never to be separated again.
Wen Yan nodded. Alright, I promise you. With that, she traced her fingertips lightly across his chest. Hubby, I've noticed you've got a really sweet mouth lately.
Si Moyan coughed awkwardly. I asked someone for advice.
Times were different now. Girls needed to be pampered and coaxed. If he remained a block of wood like before, he would eventually be despised over time.
Looking at the man's affectionate dark eyes and handsome face, Wen Yan felt a surge of emotion.
She raised her slender white fingers, unbuttoning his shirt one by one.
Looking at his sturdy, muscular chest and sexy, well-defined abs, she took the initiative to kiss his thin lips.
After marriage, she didn't feel bored at all; instead, she fell even more deeply in love with him.
This kind of mutual marriage and love was what she sought lifetime after lifetime.
Si Moyan reached out and pressed the button to close the electric curtains.
...
After Jiang Shuyin returned to Hong Kong, she followed the hints Wen Yan had given her and started searching south from the waters where Lu Yan had his accident.
She didn't dare to make a big fuss and could only search secretly.
Continuing south, there was a graveyard hill.
It was already night, and the moonlight shining on the graveyard hill was extremely gloomy and terrifying.
Jiang Shuyin was brave. Holding a flashlight, she climbed over the graveyard hill.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she kept feeling like something was following her.
But she had a righteous spirit and had never been afraid of such things.
After crossing the graveyard hill, the gloomy aura dissipated, and Jiang Shuyin faintly saw a small village.
Could that be the fishing village?
After walking for almost a whole night, Jiang Shuyin's feet were blistered and bleeding.
Not daring to waste any time, she hurried toward the village.
However, while passing a downhill section, the soft soil beneath her feet was very slippery. With one careless step, she tumbled down the slope.
When she finally stopped rolling, the back of her head hit a tree.
Instantly seeing stars, she fainted.
An unknown amount of time passed before a female voice suddenly came from above, Miss, are you okay?
Jiang Shuyin slowly opened her eyes, raised her head, and saw a young girl with a bamboo basket on her back squatting on the hillside.
The young girl reached out her hand to Jiang Shuyin. Miss, let me help you up.
Jiang Shuyin nodded. Thank you.
After getting back onto the slope, Jiang Shuyin thanked the girl again.
Miss, is the back of your head hurt? I have some wound medicine in my basket. Let me give you some.
The girl took off her basket, and Jiang Shuyin saw that it contained a lunchbox, herbs, and a set of clean men's clothes.
Miss, are you delivering food to someone?
The girl exchanged a glance with Jiang Shuyin, then nodded with a slightly unnatural expression, Yes, to a friend of mine.
After handing the herbs to Jiang Shuyin, the girl put on her basket and left.
Watching the girl's retreating back, Jiang Shuyin followed her as if driven by some unseen force.
Twenty minutes later, Jiang Shuyin saw the girl arrive at the end of the fishing village, at the most remote and dilapidated hut.
There were no other neighbors around the house.
The girl stood at the door, knocked gently, and said in a sweet voice, Mister, I brought you some food.
Mister?
Could it be Lu Yan?
The person inside made no sound. The girl carefully pushed the door open and then closed it behind her.
...
Ah Cai walked into the room and helped the man sleeping on the wooden doorboard sit up.
The bullet in the man's body had already been removed by her. She first changed his dressing and then helped him put on the clean clothes.
Mister, I stewed some chicken soup.
Ah Cai took out a thermos, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and brought it to the man's lips.
The man glanced at Ah Cai. His lips were pressed tightly together, refusing to let her feed him. He reached out and took the spoon. I'll do it myself.
Ah Cai frowned deeply. Your arm is injured.
My left hand is fine. His attitude was cold and distant.
Ah Cai had no choice but to hand the spoon over to him.
After drinking a couple of mouthfuls of chicken soup, the man took off his wristwatch and handed it to Ah Cai. You saved me and removed the bullet. Take this. I will thank you properly again after I leave this place.
Ah Cai had never been to a big city. She didn't know how expensive this watch was, but just from the dial, she could tell it was worth a fortune.
She blushed and shook her head. I am the doctor of this fishing village. Healing the wounded and rescuing the dying is my duty.
Lu Yan's injuries had not fully recovered. His sharp, handsome face carried a trace of weakness. He tossed the watch into Ah Cai's basket. Keep it.
Jiang Shuyin walked lightly to the door and quietly peeked inside.
Seeing the man leaning against the wooden board, her pupils contracted slightly, and her heart began to pound violently.
It really was Lu Yan!
She had finally found him!
Both his right arm and abdomen were wrapped in gauze.
His cold, hard face looked a bit thinner, and a faint stubble had appeared on his jawline, giving him an air of untamed decadence and rugged heroism.
Almost the instant Jiang Shuyin looked at him, the man inside noticed something was wrong.
Who's out there? A pebble whizzed toward Jiang Shuyin with a swish.
Jiang Shuyin reacted nimbly and dodged the attack.
Lu Yan pulled a gun from his waist, pointing the dark muzzle straight at the doorway.
Jiang Shuyin took a deep breath before speaking up, Lu Yan, it's me.
Terrified that he might shoot, Jiang Shuyin directly pushed the half-open door wide.
When Ah Cai saw Jiang Shuyin, she was slightly stunned. You're the lady who fell down the slope earlier?
Jiang Shuyin nodded, her gaze shifting from Ah Cai to Lu Yan.
She thought Lu Yan would lower his gun after seeing her, but unexpectedly, his gaunt facial contours remained tense, his eyes grew even sharper and gloomier, and he even pulled the trigger.
Jiang Shuyin's heart trembled violently.
Knowing perfectly well it was her, he was still pointing a gun at her?
Could it be that after surviving this disaster, he had gotten amnesia and forgotten her?
At this thought, Jiang Shuyin's hands resting by her sides unconsciously clenched into tight fists.
