Just as these questions bombarded her like cannonballs, she was stunned. Emily Gu was also pushed aside by the crazy reporters, unable to offer any help.
For the first time, Grace Gu truly felt the madness of humans. Just as she felt somewhat isolated, an annoyed male voice floated over:
"Is everyone blocking the way here? Do I need to invite you all for a late-night snack?"
Hearing this, the crowd finally settled down a bit, but they still didn't want to leave. Instead, their eyes sparkled with excitement. The gossip about the Young Master and the goddess was definitely something worth reporting.
And their thoughts were quickly confirmed. The dream had to end sooner or later. A group of bodyguards in black suits stormed in, grabbing each reporter and tossing them out like eagles snatching chicks.
As they were thrown out, unable to vent their anger, they heard Julian Bai's cold voice again:
"Destroy all the film rolls inside."
At this point, he didn't care what was in their cameras, whether they had captured Grace Gu or not. Anyone who intruded was to be removed, no exceptions.
He then grabbed her and walked outside, not saying another word until they reached the master bedroom.
Grace Gu still didn't hear Julian Bai say anything, which made her uneasy.
She glanced at the man leaning against the bed, his gaze fixed on her. Sitting in front of the mirror, she felt more uneasy. Just as she was about to remove her makeup, Julian Bai suddenly moved.
He quickly walked over, grabbed her hand, and slowly stroked her delicate fingers with his slightly rough palm.
Sensing her subtle resistance, he turned her body to face him, her back now resting against the wooden counter of the mirror.
"Are you happy?"
Grace Gu heard his voice, slightly hoarse, and raised her eyes. Was he upset? But she hadn't done anything to provoke him today, so why did he look as if his mood could change like the weather in August?
He continued to run his fingers through her hair. "I'm happy too."
As he pulled the hairpin from her hair, her long hair fell around her shoulders. The contrast between her pale skin and dark hair created a beautiful visual effect.
Hearing his obvious insincere words, Grace Gu raised her head and shot him a glance, then lowered her gaze again, speaking softly:
"Really happy?"
Julian Bai paused slightly when he heard her voice, then smiled, "Do you think I'm not happy, Grace?
"
"Your face is so dark, it looks like it could drip water," she mumbled, ready to turn and remove the rest of her makeup.
Julian Bai's expression darkened even more. He held her in place, not letting her move. "Does my face really look that bad?"
Grace Gu smiled, "Don't you have a mirror in front of you?"
Julian Bai glared at her before playing with the ends of her hair. "Do you know? You look beautiful today, but I still think you look best in red."
He would never forget the first time he saw her, standing there in a bright red wedding dress. She was only sixteen, yet so beautiful it made his heart race.
The fear in her eyes, the calm she tried to force, and that stunning face... He had been so entranced that he somehow took her away from that place and settled her in the Ziyuan villa.
"Really? I didn't notice," Grace Gu responded slightly. Wasn't she beautiful no matter what she wore? According to Emily, she was a natural model who looked good in anything.
This man's way of speaking sweetly was worse than Emily's! Shouldn't he consider taking some lessons on how to flatter his wife?
Julian Bai had no such awareness. He had no idea what Grace Gu was thinking. When did he ever need to please a woman?
Even with Julian Ying, apart from the times when they were madly in love, he would make her laugh. But after that, it was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves—nothing left.
"Don't wear these retro clothes anymore," he said, seemingly coming back to his senses from his earlier distraction.
Grace Gu was confused, a little baffled. Julian Bai saw her confused look and kissed her right cheek lightly. "Grace's beauty is only for me to see."
After hearing his words, Grace Gu's cheeks turned bright red, though she didn't know if it was from embarrassment or anger. She turned away, refusing to look at the smugness in his eyes.
Seeing her lower her head, Julian Bai reached out and tugged at the ribbon on her white robe. The robe looked delicate, with ribbon-trimmed squares, and the front was decorated with small flowers. The back, with its white silk, showcased a few bamboo stalks, making her aura more ethereal.
Yet her face, radiant like a peach blossom, added a touch of seductive charm. Julian Bai's breath grew heavy. The more she grew, the more she made his heart ache.
Sensing the change in Julian Bai's posture behind her, Grace Gu was worried he might turn into a wolf at any moment.
She had seen this behavior before.
Sure enough, as she watched her torn clothes scattered on the floor, she gave him a side glance.
Her glance seemed to have no deterrent effect, only provoking him further. "I'm likely to get sick if you keep acting like this. You better be prepared."
Hearing his shameless words, Grace Gu bit her silver teeth, her thoughts cursing him as a lecherous scoundrel.
In fact, Julian Bai was feeling frustrated too. Every time it got to the critical moment, she was terrified. What era was this? Did he need to follow the ancient customs of three vows and nine ceremonies?
But despite all this, he still felt wronged, never wanting to hurt her. He waited for her to completely accept him, but judging from her reactions earlier, there was no sign of any change.
"Mm."
Grace Gu knew this couldn't go on much longer. After all, his actions had become more and more outrageous. She sighed inwardly, knowing her delicate body under the covers couldn't be ignored.
Julian Bai kissed her cheek again and held her tighter, sensing her worry that he would do something again. Just as she was about to push him away, she heard his muffled voice:
"Sleep now."