Chapter 45 Kiss (Part 2)

The light from the entrance illuminated every corner, but it cast a shadow only in Huo Yan's eyes. His eyeballs did not move, and fell on Lan Su's pupils that were as sharp as needles.

"You are not Miss Lan Er."

　　Huo Yan looked down at her, his eyelids half drooped, his eyes dark under his thick eyelashes, and he was very secretive.

　　Lan Su barely stepped back, his knees slightly bent weakly, his whole body leaning backwards, his hands stiffly reaching back to grab a handy object, but he only grabbed the smooth and hard wall.

　　She used all the acting skills she had learned recently to force out a half-smile and said:

　　"If I'm not the Second Miss, then who is?"

　　Huo Yan curled his lips tolerantly, leaning forward in his nightgown, the collar swaying slightly in front of his collarbone, the distance between the two of them closing in a few inches:

　　"The second young lady has been sleeping in a hospital bed for eleven years. Tell me, how did she become as sensitive to danger as you? Where did she get the experience to calmly plan an escape route when facing a killer in the dark? And..."

　　He grabbed her right hand forcefully, raised it to chest height between the two of them, and used his thumb to feel the inconspicuous deformed bone under the skin.

　　"Your hand seems to have been broken a long time ago. Is there a mechanism in the hospital bed?"

A tremendous pressure descended from the sky, and my face seemed to be covered with plastic wrap, layer by layer, tight and suffocating.

　　Lan Su raised his eyes and met her gaze in the dim light. He did not refute or argue, but simply suppressed his voice. The conflicting emotions swelled to his chest and almost broke through the last barrier.

　　"Let me go." She said, her expression became serious, and she erected a high wall of defense in her heart.

　　He tried to turn his wrist, but it was held tightly and he couldn't move.

　　Huo Yan did not let go, and made sure that her strength would not really hurt Lan Su. She moved closer and lowered her voice:

　　"Do you want me to make your identity public?"

　　Lan Su's biggest characteristic is that she is soft-hearted and will not tolerate tough tactics. If Huo Yan gives in, she can explain to her the whole story of pretending to be disabled. She doesn't even have to explain it clearly, just a few words of her helplessness, and Lan Su will soften her heart and tell her, "I will definitely help you keep the secret."

　　But Huo Yan didn't.

　　She grabbed Lan Su's broken hand and threatened her with the secret of the "fake daughter". If anyone dared to reveal a word, she would make the fake daughter's identity public.

　　Lan Su was reluctant to have a falling out with her, but that didn't mean she was a soft persimmon that could be bullied by anyone. She was a snow leopard running on the African grasslands. If you bite me, I will bite back.

　　"you will not."

She stared straight into those bottomless eyes, her willow-leaf-shaped eyes dimmed slightly, and she completely returned the threat to the other party.

　　"I'm just a little-known person, and you are the general manager of Mei Ailiya and the candidate for president of the Jewelry Chamber of Commerce. If people knew that your paralysis over the years was fake, then not only would your reputation be damaged, but Mei Ailiya and the Huo family would also be affected, and all the interests related to you would collapse."

　　As he spoke, his speech gradually slowed down. It was like a leopard hiding in a cave, watching a beast larger than itself fall into a trap, with its fangs faintly exposed, walking around the trap with its head held high, waiting for an opportunity to strike back.

　　She looked up at Huo Yan, her pretty eyes flashing with pride:

　　"If it's public, you're worse off than me."

　　Huo Yan leaned on the wall with one hand, her eyes half lowered, and saw the little man locked between the wall and herself with a vengeful look in his eyes, and a sense of pleasure jumped into her heart. It was like a trained kitten finally learned to catch mice, even though it would scratch the back of her hand when it was fierce, but she was still happy to see this moment.

　　The hand that was supporting the wall moved to the side, and the slender fingers touched the switch, and the light in the entrance hall suddenly went out.

　　Snapped!

The narrow area suddenly became dark, and the outlines of objects could only be seen from the light coming from the living room.

　　Lan Su's body tensed up, and his hands rose reflexively, only to touch a soft body. A dark shadow pressed forward, and a soft mass of lips attached to it, like dew falling from the tip of a leaf in the early summer morning.

　　Her eyes widened, trembling in the faint afterglow spreading from the living room. She tried to push away with her hands, but her waist was pinched hard, and her chin was held by the tiger's mouth. She could not resist and was forced to endure this unreasonable kiss.

　　"Well!"

　　She raised her knee and kicked the man in the abdomen. She gritted her teeth, supported her shoulders and pushed hard. Finally, she pushed the hateful body away and hit the narrow wall opposite.

　　boom!

　　There was a loud bang on the back of Huo Yan's head, causing her hair to spread out like feathers on her pretty face, with one strand hanging on her tall nose bridge.

　　She didn't seem to feel any pain, she didn't frown or show her teeth, she just stared at Lan Su with the eyes of someone in power who controlled everything, seeing that she was angry and embarrassed because of the kiss, her eyes were flushed red.

　　"Remember to open your mouth next time."

　　Huo Yan said.

　　Lan Su glared at her fiercely and cursed:

　　"Shameless."

　　There was no guilt for having disrespected the other person on Huo Yan's face, nor was there any anger for being cursed. He was as calm and indifferent as always, but with an extra sense of possessiveness.

　　She raised her hand and slowly used her ring finger to gather the hair spread on her cheek behind her ear. Her deep eye sockets became even deeper in the dim light, and she openly accepted the curse.

　　"I told you, I'm not a good person."

　　Without morals, anything is possible.

Lan Su glared at the most shameless person in the world, wiped his lips hard with the back of his hand, ran back to the bedroom angrily, and slammed the door shut.

　　With a loud bang, the night returned to peace, but a fire was ignited in the hearts of both of them, burning fiercely.

　　At the entrance, a tall figure seemed to have his spine pulled out, and he collapsed against the wall. The back of his head hurt slightly from the previous collision, but leaning against the wall seemed to offset the pain. His eyes were out of focus, and only Lan Su's scarlet eyes with tears appeared vaguely.

　　Humans are advanced animals who can control their emotions and, on this basis, their behavior. Especially those who have received higher education and social polishing, they are better at controlling their emotions in the turbulent crowds and taming themselves to be elegant, decent, and measured.

But just now, that evil kiss that was tantamount to a crime was beyond Huo Yan's reason.

　　She despised herself, wondering when she had become a wild beast that did whatever it wanted without any ability to control herself.

　　At the same time, on the bed in the bedroom, Lan Su lay on the quilt and wrapped herself up in reverse. Half of her face was hidden in the quilt, and her eyes sank into the valley in the darkness.

　　Huo Yan did it on purpose, kissing her forcefully when she fought back. She was using her actions to assert her sovereignty, to assert her sovereignty of always standing on the commanding heights, bullying the weak and controlling everything from a high position.

　　She told her, even if you want to resist, you can never get out of my control.

　　Smart people in power are really hateful.

　　Her mood plummeted to the bottom of the lake in the dark room without turning on the lights. Besides realizing that she could never resist, the scene she just saw also shocked her -

　　When Huo Yan was pushed away by her, the back of his head hit the wall and his hair spread out on his face.

　　People's memories are fragmented, especially after a long time.

　　Once, when she was 12 years old, she escorted a priceless Zhou Dynasty coin into a temple in Vietnam. At that time, she saved a woman in a wheelchair. But it was a matter of life and death, and she didn't remember the woman's appearance in the rush. She only remembered that when she threw the woman to the ground to avoid the stray bullet, the woman crashed into the grass, and like Huo Yan, her head hit the ground, and her half-long hair spread on her face like the petals of a tree.

Perhaps, Huo Yan is that person, or perhaps, it is just a coincidence of fate.

　　There was no way she would expose her life on the edge of a knife just to verify Huo Yan's identity. It was horrible, bloody, and dangerous, and even she herself did not want to recall it.

　　To put it another way, the glimpse back then was only a brief frame of the picture, not even a memory. That was a life she saved while escaping, and it should be sunny, gentle, and harmless, just the opposite of Huo Yan tonight, and the endless and lengthy human nature is measured in between.

　　How could she convince herself that it was Huo Yan?