"Who are you?" Liang Yunsheng was a frightened little hedgehog. She stood up with the thorns covering her body, no one would take a step closer!
The man stood up. He stood tall and straight with a stern look on his face. He stood like a god, sacred and not to be offended. He did not even raise a brow when he saw Liang Yunsheng overreacting.
"You have a fever."
Liang Yunsheng recognized him with just two words. It was him. The man she bumped into in the rain the night before.
"You..."
"Yin Qianchen."
Yin Qianchen called out his name, and his gaze fell on Liang Yunsheng's face. He hated her kind of soft, fragile and pretentious the most.
If she had a fever, it would be her own fault. Where did she learn to act in the rain like in an idol drama? Especially when she fell sick so easily.
Liang Yunsheng's shiny black eyes were beautiful. When she looked straight at people, she was like a deer that yearned for someone to caress her. But Yin Qianchen's first impression of her was far from that.
Yin Qianchen. He was the rumored evil young master of the Yin family.
Liang Yunsheng found it hard to believe that such a coincidence could actually happen. It was ridiculous to think it would ever happen, and yet it had.
The night before, the moon was high and the wind was dark, so she did not see his features clearly. But now she had seen this man clearly, his handsome face did not match his strong aura.
Perhaps this was why he dressed like someone more mature. His meticulous suit revealed his perfect figure, his jet-black hair was combed back into an arrogant wolf's head.
Liang Yunsheng realized that she had been staring at him for longer than she would normally look at anyone. No matter how good-looking he was, he was still a scary person.
"Thank you for yesterday. And thank you for the hot cocoa, but..." Liang Yunsheng coughed a couple of times and continued in a nasal voice, "but it's really impolite of you to enter my room without permission, Mr. Yin!"
"The door wasn't locked. I told you to get up yesterday, but you hugged my hand." Yin Qianchen spoke without nonsense clouding his words.
He was the ice monster from her dream!
Liang Yunsheng coughed a few more times. Yin Qianchen clearly had no intention of leaving, all she could do was chase him out the room. "The door was not locked, but that doesn't mean you can just enter as you please! I'm awake, so you don't have to stand there anymore, Mr. Yin."
"So long as you can stand up on your own, I'll leave."
What did he mean by that? Did he know something she didn't?
Liang Yunsheng lifted the blanket and supported her body with her arms. But her body felt weak, just as she stretched her legs to get off the bed. She almost knelt before Yin Qianchen.
He he not been quick enough to catch her, she would have knelt.
"I heard that you don't want to marry me?" Yin Qianchen's frozen face showed a the slightest glint of heat.
Something felt off to Liang Yunsheng. It didn't feel right to talk to him while he was holding her.
Yin Qianchen placed her back in the bed, noticing her lack of a response, he continued to wrap her tightly in her blanket, trapping her in a cocoon. In her new position, it was easy for him to pick her up.
"What are you doing?" Liang Yunsheng exploded. She was weak enough as it was, but, now trapped, she was hopeless.
"I've thought about it. Although the road is bumpy, I'll still take you back to recuperate." Yin Qianchen spoke to her like she was nothing more than a pet.
Liang Yunsheng understood what he meant perfectly.
"I don't want to go with you!"
Liang Yunsheng struggled, but she could not escape.
If she was taken away by him, wouldn't that mean that she had agreed to marry him?
"You must not know me. If I want someone to sit down, but that person insists on standing, I will break their legs and make him sit down."
Feeling Liang Yunsheng struggle, the trace of heat on Yin Qianchen's face was extinguished and the cold reigned again.
Liang Yunsheng shuddered. Yin Qianchen's words were not to be taken lightly, but at the same time, she couldn't help but think he had worse examples in his arsenal.
He was the kind of tyrant that left no room for resistance.
He was shameless and had reached a point where there was no changing that.
"It seems that you are not satisfied with me yet. Then I have no choice but to marry you and make you satisfied with me."