In the car.
Huo Siyuan held Xia Wan tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his very being.
But that wasn't enough. His long, strong hands began to gently caress Xia Wan's silky, smooth hair, savoring its delicate texture.
After playing with her hair for a while, he still wasn't satisfied. His attention shifted to Xia Wan's small, delicate hands.
He carefully held her hand, examining it as if it were a rare treasure.
He toyed with her slender fingers, occasionally tracing the lines on her palm with his fingertips, his gaze never leaving her hand.
Xia Wan, feeling shy under his intense focus, couldn't help but softly ask, "Siyuan… what are you looking at?"
Her voice carried a hint of coquettishness.
Hearing her question, Huo Siyuan slowly looked up. Seeing the blush on her face, a doting smile appeared on his lips. "I'm looking at my wife's little hand. It's so small and soft, I can't let go."
Xia Wan's heart swelled with sweetness at his words.
She broke free from his embrace and sat up straight beside him, looking down at their intertwined hands.
Only then did she realize how much larger Huo Siyuan's hand was compared to hers.
"Wow, your hand is so big!" Xia Wan exclaimed, instinctively tightening her grip on his hand.
Huo Siyuan felt her movement, and a gentle warmth flashed in his eyes.
"Mhm," he responded softly, then opened his palm as she requested.
When their palms pressed together, the difference became even more apparent—Huo Siyuan's hand was nearly half a size larger than Xia Wan's.
Xia Wan stared in amazement, murmuring, "Siyuan, your hand is so big!"
"Mhm," Huo Siyuan nodded firmly. "My wife is so petite and delicate. I must protect her well and never let anyone hurt her."
With that, he pulled Xia Wan back into his arms, holding her tightly.
Xia Wan was stunned. This was the first time in her life someone had said they would protect her.
A warm feeling surged through her, enveloping her in its comfort.
"Thank you, Siyuan. Why are you so good to me? We've only met a few times," Xia Wan whispered, her eyes locked on Huo Siyuan, searching for an answer.
"Wife, do you believe in love at first sight?" Huo Siyuan asked, his gaze deep and sincere.
"Love at first sight?" Xia Wan repeated softly.
Huo Siyuan looked at her with unwavering determination. "Wanwan, from that night, my heart has been yours. Both my heart and body have chosen you. This feeling is stronger than anything I've ever experienced. You are my destined wife, and that will never change. So, don't even think about running away from me."
Xia Wan listened intently to every word he said, her heart overflowing with emotion.
For so long, she had felt like an unnecessary presence in the world, as if she didn't belong.
No one had ever truly cared about her, her thoughts, or her desires. No one had ever tried to understand what she liked or what she wanted.
As Huo Siyuan watched Xia Wan, he noticed her eyes gradually reddening, tears silently falling.
His heart ached, and he gently wiped away her tears. "Wanwan, why are you crying? It hurts me to see you like this."
Xia Wan sniffled and murmured, "It's nothing, Siyuan. I just remembered some things from the past."
A sharp glint flashed in Huo Siyuan's eyes. It seemed he needed to investigate Xia Wan's past. Her sadness suggested she had endured much hardship.
He comforted her gently, "Alright, Wanwan, don't think about it anymore."
"Mhm," Xia Wan nodded, her tear-filled eyes sparkling as she looked at Huo Siyuan. "Siyuan, didn't you marry me because I might be pregnant? If I'm not pregnant, shouldn't we get a divorce?"
Huo Siyuan was taken aback by her words. He really wanted to knock some sense into her.
"Who told you that's what I thought?"
Xia Wan replied, "Isn't that the case? Grandma said I might be pregnant, so we had to get married."
*(Grandma Huo wants to clarify: I did say that, but it definitely wasn't in the way Xia Wan interpreted it.)*
Huo Siyuan spoke earnestly, "I, Huo Siyuan, would never marry someone just for a child. I like you, and it has nothing to do with a child. Besides, we're still young. We'll have children eventually. Starting today, we'll work on it. Even if there isn't one now, there will be."
The driver up front, hearing this, knew he shouldn't listen any further. He quickly pressed a button, and a partition rose, blocking out the sounds from the back.
After all, it was best not to overhear the private conversations between the young master and his wife.
Xia Wan, seeing how serious Huo Siyuan was, knew he meant every word. She smiled happily, "Really? You really like me?"
Huo Siyuan looked at her innocent smile and felt his affection grow even stronger. He pulled her into a tight embrace. "Yes, I really like you. I like you so, so much. What about you?"
Xia Wan, facing such a handsome and gentle man, couldn't help but like him too.
She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Siyuan, I really like you too!"
Huo Siyuan gazed deeply at Xia Wan, who had flown into his arms like a little bird. His eyes, already deep, now seemed to hold an endless abyss.
After a long moment, his low, magnetic voice broke the silence. "Wanwan… can I kiss you?"
Xia Wan was stunned by his question. What kind of question was that?
How could he ask something so embarrassing?
But then she thought, they were already married. It wasn't inappropriate for them to be intimate. Yes, that made sense.
After a long silence, Xia Wan finally nodded, her movement as light as a feather.
Seeing her consent, Huo Siyuan didn't hesitate. He leaned down, eager to taste the sweetness he had been longing for.
For Xia Wan, who had never kissed before, she didn't know how to breathe properly. Soon, her face turned red from lack of air.
Huo Siyuan, noticing this, gently stroked her head and whispered, "Silly, breathe."
Xia Wan, realizing her mistake, quickly took deep breaths. But before she could fully recover, Huo Siyuan kissed her again, and the cycle repeated.
Throughout the long, winding journey, the two were lost in their boundless affection.
By the end, Xia Wan's lips were swollen from the constant kissing.