‘I only hope that young master will be happy like master,’ Yi Tu said.
‘If you knew, why didn’t you protect her life?’ Hao Yan Che asked.
‘Young master, it’s my fault,’ Yi Tu said. He closed his eyes. ‘I deserve to be punished.’
Luckily for Yi Tu, Yuan Gun Gun chose that moment to wake up. Hao Yan Che ran to the bed, and stroked her face.
‘Gun Gun,’ Hao Yan Che called.
‘Don’t be noisy,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.
Usually Hao Yan Che would knock Yuan Gun Gun’s head, but he resisted. He turned around and glared at Yi Tu.
‘Yi Tu, you know what you should do,’ Hao Yan Che said coldly. ‘There won’t be a next time.’
‘Yes young master,’ Yi Tu said.
‘Go outside,’ Hao Yan Che ordered.
Jia Tu pulled Yi Tu up from the floor, and he helped Yi Tu walk outside the room.
Xiao Yuan looked at its mistress lying on the bed then Xiao Yuan looked outside the door. Xiao Yuan debated whether to go or not to go. Hao Yan Che’s glare helped Xiao Yuan’s brain decide, to go was the right answer and Xiao Yuan ran after Jia Tu and Yi Tu.
Hao Yan Che closed the door, and he laid in bed face to face with Yuan Gun Gun. She hugged his waist to sleep and he stroked her hair. When he heard her sleeping, he kissed her lips.
At eleven at night, Yuan Gun Gun woke up again. She felt like someone had beaten up her whole body.
‘You’re awake,’ Hao Yan Che said.
Yuan Gun Gun thought she was dreaming. She poked Hao Yan Che’s hard chest.
‘Are you taking advantage of me?’ Hao Yan Che asked.
Yuan Gun Gun retrieved her hand, and Hao Yan Che frowned.
‘Young master, is it you?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.
‘Who did you want to see?’ Hao Yan Che asked.
Yuan Gun Gun covered her face. She didn’t want Hao Yan Che to hate seeing her, and she wanted to move away from him. But he held her waist tightly.
‘Where do you want to go?’ Hao Yan Che asked.
Yuan Gun Gun avoided looking at Hao Yan Che’s face.
‘Are you deaf?’ Hao Yan Che asked.
‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘Did I do something wrong?’
Hao Yan Che tucked Yuan Gun Gun’s hair behind her ears.
‘No,’ Hao Yan Che said.
‘I remembered I heard a loud explosion…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.
‘Um, the gas stove exploded,’ Hao Yan Che said.
Yuan Gun Gun vaguely remembered the fire.
Hao Yan Che hugged Yuan Gun Gun tighter.
‘You’re safe,’ Hao Yan Che said.
‘Young master…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.
Hao Yan Che looked at Yuan Gun Gun’s teary eyes.
‘Let me go home,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.
‘No,’ Hao Yan Che said.
‘Why?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked. ‘I know your father is forcing you to let me stay in your home. I’ll talk to my daddy, and I’ll ask my daddy to let me learn how to take care of myself at another person’s home. It’s the best solution for everyone.’
‘No,’ Hao Yan Che said.
Yuan Gun Gun turned around, her back faced Hao Yan Che and she cried softly. He turned her around to face him again.
‘Crying is useless,’ Hao Yan Che said.
‘Why won’t you let me go home if you hate me?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked. ‘Does it make you happy to bully me?’
Yuan Gun Gun covered her face. Hao Yan Che pulled her hands away from her face. He rolled her over, laid on top of her and kissed her lips. He slipped his tongue into her mouth before she decided whether to push him away or hold onto him. He held her hands above her head, and he didn’t let her escape his kiss.
Later, Hao Yan Che released Yuan Gun Gun’s lips to let her breathe. He stroked her rosy cheeks, and licked her lips.
‘Yuan Gun Gun, you’re mine,’ Hao Yan Che said.
End of Chapter Fifty-Nine