After dinner, Hua Yu was forced by the nurse to walk in the garden. The nurse said that this would be very helpful to her weak body, but how could she understand that a body without a soul would be numb to the point of stiffness in the face of light.
After finally following the nurse's request, she walked through the huge garden and returned to the house. However, she heard the housekeeper inform her that the mysterious "benefactor" was going to summon her.
benefactor?
Who knows if this "benefactor" will turn into another devil in the next second.
Although Huayu knew that this "benefactor" lived in the same house as her, it was strange that she had never seen him. She didn't know whether he was deliberately avoiding her, or whether he happened to be away from home when she went downstairs.
Are you avoiding her on purpose?
Huayu laughed at her naivety in her heart. This was his territory, and she was his property, so what reason did he have to avoid her.
She followed the housekeeper to the study, and it turned out that his study was right next door to her room.
The housekeeper knocked on the door. A low voice came from the room, with a unique majesty that sounded like an imperial order: "Come in!"
This voice is so familiar! Hua Yu thought in a daze.
The housekeeper opened the door, and Hua Yu followed behind him. What greeted him was the pungent smell of tobacco and smoke as thick as morning mist.
"Miss Hua is here." The housekeeper stepped aside respectfully, allowing Hua Yu to enter.
This is a large study room. The wall facing the door is a bookcase about four meters long. There is an oversized black walnut wood desk in the center of the study room. There are several books and some folders stacked on the desk, a phone and some office essentials.
Little thing. Behind the desk is a black leather swivel chair. And her mysterious "benefactor" is sitting in the leather chair with his back to her.
"Get out, Old Wei." He ordered like an emperor.
Butler Wei bowed and went out, closing the door cooperatively.
Hua Yu stood two meters away from the desk, feeling inexplicably panicked. This was very much like a night two years ago. He was sent to the study by his uncle...
The smoke filled the air unbridled, and the silence without words made people easily feel stressed.
Finally, the leather chair turned around in the haze, and the owner of the leather chair unveiled the mystery.
Cold, deep eyes without a trace of warmth, feminine facial features that are more delicate than women, and the corners of his mouth always have that lazy and mocking arc that seems to be a smile. This man, whom Hua Yu knows, is the one who has offended him ever since.
At night, she was beaten severely by her uncle and locked in the cellar. This was the man who opened the first chapter of her tragic fate, and she didn't even know his name.
Hua Yu seemed to hear the mocking sounds of God and Death in her ears. Sure enough, she was at the bottom of hell.
"Are you surprised?" he asked mockingly, his eyes dark and unreadable.
Hua Yu stood frozen on the spot, speechless. Her original escape seemed like a joke now. It was destined that she could not escape the man in front of her.
The tall body stood up from the leather chair, walked around the table and stopped in front of Hua Yu. He gently raised her chin with his hand, and Geng Yuhuai carefully looked at this little jasmine flower that was so fragile that it hurt his heart.
It was an illusion, Huayu actually saw love in those deep eyes for a tiny moment.
"Are you going to jump out of the window again?" The voice was as mocking and teasing as ever.
Hua Yu looked at him speechlessly. She hated the hand that held up her chin, and even more hated the tone in which he spoke to her. It was as if he was the master of her life and she was just a plaything.
"Well, I forgot that you are 'mute' and can't answer my question." He sneered as if he suddenly realized something. "Then just nod or blink if you agree." Geng Yuhuai whispered in Hua Yu's ear harshly.
There was a faint scent of jasmine on her body, and her hair hung softly beside her ears. Just getting close to her, Geng Yuhuai could not control his heartbeat. He was as raw as a young man experiencing love for the first time. His body could not control his consciousness at all.
His lips carefully touched her ear. The kiss was so light, so delicate, like kissing flower petals in the morning mist. Like kissing the morning dew in the sun.
Huayu didn't dodge or struggle, she was sneering. The "benefactor" was going to demand reward for her survival, even though she had never begged him for rescue.
The dark palms trembled due to the strong restraint. It took almost all the strength of the whole body to pull back the reason from the intoxicating fragrance. What was he doing? Geng Yuhuai looked away in annoyance, turned around and walked back.
Behind the desk, he had to keep an absolutely safe distance from her. He found that hurting her and making her hate him completely was much harder than he expected.
He tried to take a deep breath and tried to calm the undercurrent of emotion in his chest. After five minutes, Geng Yuhuai had the courage to turn around and face Hua Yu again.
"Do you know why I bought you?" The voice without any warmth was still the coldest cold wave in winter.
Hua Yu looked at him blankly, feeling that she was still stung. Is this a question to a "mute"? Does he have to remind himself of the fact that he is a "mute" every moment? Or does he need to have a deep understanding of himself?
The fact that I am just an object in his hand now?
"What a sad look!" The mocking voice even made Geng Yuhuai deeply hate him.
"You will thank me after reading these materials." He reached out and threw the stack of "Ponzi Entrepreneurship" materials on the table in front of Hua Yu, and Geng Yuhuai stood up from his seat again.
"After reading it, tell me your decision. Ha... I forgot again, write it down and tell me your decision." Geng Yuhuai mocked despicably, opened the door and walked out of the study.
The door closed behind him, and Geng Yuhuai almost collapsed on the wall beside him. He had no more strength to maintain the disguise. He had tried his best to remove the words that hurt her from his mouth like an endorsement.
Recite.
cruel!
God may be cruel to flowers!
Being grudged makes you even more cruel to yourself!
It is impossible. From this moment on, he and she will be parallel straight lines and never intersect again. And the executioner who cuts off this connection is himself. Geng Yuhuai thought bitterly, so bitter that a bitter taste flowed in his mouth and chest.
.
He must be in terrible shape now, no, he can't stand here. Geng Yuhuai quickly stood up from the wall, he wanted to go out, he couldn't let Hua Yu see him like this, his cowardice would ruin everything.
After taking off his coat, he told Butler Wei that he would not return tonight. Geng Yuhuai drove out of the "Jasmine Pavilion" as quickly as possible.
Jasmine House!
I bought it at that time, planted jasmine inside, and gave it such a name. I hope that one day that beautiful, strong and stubborn woman like jasmine can become the mistress of this house and the only fragrance in his life.
.
But now?
Now Geng Yuhuai knows that everything will always be just hope?
And he can only run away!
bright?
Light is only a fragile hope, and people like him can only play the role of devil in the darkness.
Angels never know that there is helplessness in the struggle in the darkness of hell.