"But all my clothes are in the apartment."
Gong Heng smiled gently, caressing her long hair, "You're going to live here now. I've prepared all the necessities for you. The wardrobe upstairs is full of your clothes, go take a look."
"Okay."
She tried to pull away from him slightly, wanting to go upstairs.
But his large hand still firmly imprisoned her waist, with no intention of letting go.
She blinked.
Gong Heng raised an eyebrow, pointing at his thin lips.
She hesitated for a moment, clenched her small fist, then suddenly grabbed his shoulder, her body rising abruptly, and she planted a kiss on his lips before quickly retreating.
Gong Heng smiled. Such a kiss was not enough to satisfy him, but it was the first time she had kissed him willingly. He would let her off for now, they had plenty of time in the future, enough for gradual training.
Mu Mian ran upstairs without looking back, closed the door behind her and collapsed, feeling completely drained. She didn't let herself cry out, but she was really scared.
She was afraid of Gong Heng!
That sentence from Gong Mian—Mu Mian is innocent...
And Gong Heng's response...
What was going on?
Wasn't Uncle Gong a good friend of her parents? Knowing that her parents had passed away and that she wasn't accepted by her father's family, alone and helpless, Uncle Gong had gone to great lengths to find her and bring her back to a loving home...
But why would Gong Mian and Gong Heng have such a conversation?
Gong Heng wouldn't tell her.
Gong Mian had become a vegetable...
After a while, she got her emotions under control, and having tidied up her clothes and makeup, she followed Gong Heng out of the villa. That's when she realized he had brought her to an independent villa district in the center of B City, a place where nearly all the city's elite gathered. The surveillance and access control were extremely strict.
An illustration of status and class division.
She hid her surprise in her heart and lowered her head, not daring to look at Gong Heng beside her. As long as he was by her side, his presence was so oppressive it felt like she couldn't breathe, until she reached the point of destruction and suffocation.
The car quickly arrived at the downtown hospital—however, it was at the hospital's back entrance. He opened the car door and said to her, "The front entrance is crowded. You go in through the back door, to room 1082 on the tenth floor."
"Okay."
She was eager to get out of the car but was caught by his arm. He narrowed his eyes, his tone casual yet threatening, "This is the first bit of freedom I'm giving you. Don't make me take away your second and third chances at freedom."
Her heart trembled undefended. In his presence, she still had much to learn; he had long seen through the thoughts in her heart.
As soon as she found out this was the back door, she thought of slipping away without letting Gong Heng notice the moment she stepped out.
Now it seemed...
"Okay..."
Gong Heng pulled her into his embrace, gently kissing her smooth forehead, "Be good, and obedient, girl."
Then she entered the hospital's back door under his gaze.
She felt as if she were being watched by a pair of sharp eyes from behind, terrifyingly intense as if ready to swallow her whole, causing her to tremble and almost fall as she walked.
She finally turned a corner in the hospital, her legs already weak, leaning against the wall and taking deep breaths, deep breaths...
Cold sweat was breaking out on her forehead.
Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder from her left, "Mian Mian!"