Chapter 1: The Embarrassing Encounter

  The warm sunlight slanted onto the pink curtain, shining through it onto Han Fei'er's small face, which was about the size of a palm. Two crystal-like water droplets hung from her thick and curled eyelashes, which quivered slightly as the droplets slid down along the corners of her eyes to the already damp pillowcase. Her skin, like ice porcelain, emitted a dazzling glow under the warm sunlight, and a soft, ethereal sigh echoed through the air.

  Han Fei'er lifted her delicate, white jade-like hands to gently wipe away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes. She slowly opened her eyes. Since she could remember, she had cried every night, never stopping. Han Fei'er got up and walked to the desk, picking up the slightly warm milk on it, and slowly made her way to the balcony.

  A gentle breeze blew by, lifting the strands of Han Fei'er's hair and blowing her thoughts far, far away. The wind caressed her white sleeping gown, as if it had entered her very soul, revealing her slender and delicate figure. The gown rippled with wave after wave of beauty, like a celestial fairy.

  A black silhouette appeared below, and a faint smile floated on his cold face.

  Han Fei'er picked up the milk in her hand and took a small sip, the mellow milk slid down her throat. She gently smoothed out the disheveled hair ends that were blown by the wind. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew over, lifting Han Fei'er's skirt, making her slender figure even more visible. Downstairs, a black silhouette appeared, and on his icy face, a faint warm glow emerged. When he saw Han Fei'er's movements, his thin lips curled up into a slight arc.

  His subordinates beside him showed a look of astonishment as if they had just witnessed a meteor crashing into the earth when they saw his faint smile. Heaven knows how many times their boss has smiled in his life, it's countable on one hand. Although it was a bit cold...

  She seemed to have caught a glimpse of a black shadow downstairs in her daze... Wait... Her mind went blank. Downstairs, the black shadow, and her low-cut ultra-short nightgown... She lowered her head and took a closer look, and indeed there was someone downstairs! Oh no! And her skirt was still semi-transparent, what was she supposed to do?!

  Han Fei let out a scream and rushed back to her room, burying her face in the bed in shame. What did the people downstairs see? She couldn't go ask who was at fault when she herself had stood on the balcony for everyone to see... She lay on the bed, digging her fingers into the mattress...

  "Fei'er, what's wrong?" A stunning woman with a fiery figure and a refined face walked into Han Fei'er's room with a "clank clank clank" sound. Upon closer inspection, the beautiful woman shared some similarities with Han Fei'er around her eyebrows and eyes. Time seemed to have left no marks on her face, but instead had carved out a unique charm on her body.

  "It's nothing, it's nothing." Han Fei'er pretended to be calm and evaded Wang Feiyue's inquiring gaze.

  "Oh?...... Feier, the owner of that villa opposite our house has returned today, and most importantly, he's a handsome guy! You should find a boyfriend too, so your dad and I won't have to worry..." Wang Fei Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of subtle movement.

  "Mom, I'm only 18 years old now!" Han Feier frowned and said.

  Wong Fei smiled and said "Actually, this child isn't bad either. Why don't you think about it again?"

  Han Feier raised her head and gave a cold stare "Mom, what's wrong with you......" Who would do this, so eager to marry off their own daughter...

  Han Ye waited for half a minute downstairs, but Wang Fei Yi hadn't come down yet. With a cold face, he took three or two steps up the stairs and walked into the room, giving Han Feier a faint glance: "You've borrowed your mom for a long time!" After that, he picked up Wang Fei Yi, who had an innocent face, and went downstairs.

  In the corridor, Wang Fei's shouting could still be faintly heard: "Feier, you must think carefully!"

  Han Fei'er was lying on the bed, pounding her chest and stomping her feet. How did she end up with such irresponsible parents? Since she was a child, they had left her to be taken care of by a nanny, and the two of them went off to live their own lives. However, it couldn't be denied that their relationship was very good, and they had never quarreled before.

  Han Fei'er changed into a white tight-fitting sportswear set, showing off her perfect curves, and tied up her ponytail high before heading out the door.

  She had just stepped out and run a few steps when she saw a black figure in front of her, and it wasn't until then that she remembered the embarrassing moment on the floor above. She quickly lowered her head, turned around and ran away, but suddenly bumped into a warm embrace, filled with the faint freshness of grass, which made her unknowingly sink into it.

  "Little girl?" A low, magnetic call came from the top of her head, and Han Fei'er raised her head in a daze to see a pair of narrow, infinitely charming phoenix eyes that were both cold and gentle. So handsome!

  She gazed at his tightly furrowed eyebrows, her heartstrings tightening again and again. She raised her slender hand, smooth as jade, and gently swept across his eyebrows with a practiced motion that seemed to have been repeated countless times before on this person she had just met.

  The man's black eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and the corners of his cold mouth curled up into a sly arc. "Girl, your drool is coming out."

  Han Fei'er nodded and smiled, wiping the corner of her mouth. Saliva? As she reacted, she looked at her hands in confusion, where was the saliva on her hands? It was clearly someone teasing her!

  She hastily retreated from that attractive embrace, with a red cloud on her cheek spreading to the roots of her ears and continuing to expand...

  "Sorry..." Han Fei'er's face turned red as she quickly turned around and rushed away.

  The man's smile in his eyebrows and eyes grew even stronger, his subordinate Ouyang Jing looked up at the sky and then back at his boss, thinking to himself "Could it really be that Mars has collided with Earth? But why am I still alive and well?"

  Han Fei'er hastily walked away, and the man saw a debit card fall out of her pocket. He elegantly squatted down to pick it up. "A Medical University Clinical Medicine Department A Class?" The man silently sighed.

  "Boss, are we going?" Ouyang Yibing asked, still recovering from his shock. The man gazed at the clouds in the distance for a long time without speaking...

  If Han Fei'er were still here, she would have found that everyone in this place was a black-clad man, and the black silhouette she saw upstairs was the man she had just bumped into - Qiu Zhixun. But would she still be silly enough to say sorry again and flee in disarray?

  Han Fei ran all the way to the supermarket, bought a large can of iced water and gulped it down, trying to lower her brain temperature. However, the red cloud on her cheeks had escaped from its pink confines and turned into a deep crimson. The icy skin was adorned with two delicate, cherry-red spots that made her look even more charming and captivating. As she walked out slowly, she saw a boy with a clear face staring at her, so distracted that he bumped into the electric pole by the roadside.

  Han Fei'er sighed, her mind replaying the scenes from just now, frame by frame. Why did she feel heartache when she saw him frown, even if only for an instant? But she really did hurt. How could those infinitely charming black eyes be so familiar? It was as if they had merged with a dream of several decades, yet were also separated. Again and again...