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Ye Heng pursed his lips, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Su Yingxue—in terms of figure, her curves were perfectly proportioned, and her black uniform was stretched to its limit.

In terms of appearance, she was as cold and aloof as frost, and was even somewhat comparable to her master.

However, he has never been one to offer his warm welcome to someone who doesn't reciprocate.

Even though that "cold butt" was actually plump and round, like two heavy hawthorn halves.

His primary task upon arriving at the Su family was to repay Su Changhong for saving his life years ago.

As for the marriage agreement and cultivation techniques that the master instructed, they were merely incidental matters.

There are so many women in the world with special physical characteristics, why be fixated on just one person?

"Grandpa Su, Yingxue is right. You can't force matters of the heart. I just came down from the mountain and I need to gradually adapt to life in the city."

Su Changhong wanted to persuade him again, but upon hearing this, he could only sigh and say, "Forget it, it's not appropriate for an old man like me to interfere in the affairs of you young people."

"Feelings can develop slowly, but this engagement must not be broken!"

Su Yingxue bit her lower lip lightly and reluctantly squeezed out a "okay".

The man in front of me, though good-looking, was dressed in rough clothes and acted casually. Judging from his tone, he had just come up from a mountain village and probably didn't even have a proper diploma.

This is worlds apart from her status as the eldest daughter of the Su family.

But he happened to save her grandfather, who was recovering from a serious illness and couldn't stand being treated badly, so she could only swallow her anger.

Su Changhong nodded in satisfaction: "That's good. How about this, so you two can spend more time together, let Ye Heng stay at your place for now, and I'll arrange a secretary job for you, so he can follow you around all day, how does that sound?"

"I'm fine." Ye Heng shrugged, completely unconcerned.

"I'm... fine too." Su Yingxue gritted her teeth and reluctantly agreed.

Su Yingxue disliked the rustic and dull atmosphere of Yunxi Garden, so she had already purchased a modern villa outside.

Ye Heng followed her inside, and the servants were all astonished to see that their young lady had brought back a strange man.

In the past, countless high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen have thronged the door, only to be coldly turned away by the young lady. Today, however, she has brought in a cheap, low-class item.

Su Yingxue naturally noticed these surprised looks, and her heart grew increasingly irritated.

She strode to the sofa, plopped down, crossed her arms over her chest, creating a deep cleavage, and crossed her left leg over her right, the soft, white flesh slightly pressed together, concealing the view under her skirt.

Ye Heng couldn't help but secretly admire his master's sharp eye—this appearance was indeed impeccable.

"Although I've agreed to let you stay, there are a few rules you need to listen to carefully," Su Yingxue said coldly.

"First, the second floor is my private property; you are not allowed to go in without permission. Second, you will help Aunt Qin with the cleaning of the common areas on the first floor. Third, you will cook for yourself—"

"Stop, stop!" Ye Heng interrupted her before she could finish. "I can do all of what you're saying, but that doesn't mean I have to agree to whatever you say. That's an unfair contract, and I won't accept it."

"This is my home!" Su Yingxue stood up abruptly. "Since you're staying here, you have to follow my rules!"

"Grandpa Su let me move in, it's not that I'm staying here on my own." Ye Heng leisurely picked up a slice of watermelon from the fruit plate.

"I only recognize reasonable rules from your system."

Su Yingxue's chest heaved with anger, but she knew there was no point in arguing anymore, so she simply tossed her head and strode upstairs in her high heels.

She secretly vowed that she would never fall in love with this scoundrel in this lifetime, and that she would make her grandfather cancel the engagement as soon as possible!

As soon as she entered the bedroom, she threw herself onto the soft bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Today has brought so many changes; it feels like an absurd dream.

When her grandfather was critically ill, Ye Heng suddenly appeared and pulled him back from the brink of death; even more outrageous, this man turned out to be her fiancé whom she had never met.

She took out her phone, her fingertip hovering above the screen, thinking of her younger sister who was still in college.

She had kept her grandfather's illness a secret, afraid of distracting her younger sister. Now that he had recovered, she should let her know he was alright.

She clicked on the chat window with the cat avatar and typed:

"Xiaorou, Grandpa's illness is cured."

The cat avatar jumped almost instantly: "Really! Doctor Lu really is a miracle doctor!"

Su Yingxue paused for a moment and then said, "It wasn't him. It was someone else."

She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not type out the words "that man is my fiancé".

My younger sister is not well received at home due to special circumstances, so why should I make her worry about me?

"That's amazing! Sis, I definitely need to thank him in person sometime!"

"Let's talk about it after your final exams. You should focus on your studies first, and don't fail any more courses."

"Hehe, definitely not!"

Then a string of excited emojis came from the other end, asking what Grandpa could eat now and whether there were any potential risks.

Su Yingxue replied briefly to each question, but a faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

After chatting for a while, the knot in her heart loosened a bit. She put down her phone, got up, and prepared to take a shower and rest.

Unbuttoning the black uniform, a sudden release of pressure on her chest, her inner fabric bouncing slightly; she pulled off her stockings and tossed them casually onto the edge of the bed, revealing a pair of fair and slender legs exposed under the light.

She walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and hot water poured down, the rising steam enveloping her body, as if it could wash away the absurdity and exhaustion of the day.

She let out a long sigh, closed her eyes, and savored this moment of peace.

But the peace did not last long.

A sudden surge of cold air erupted from deep within my lower abdomen, like an ice spring bursting its banks, the chill instantly coursing through my limbs and bones.

Hot water poured on my body did nothing to warm me from the bone-chilling cold.

"It's happening again..." Su Yingxue gritted her teeth. This old ailment always flares up several times a year. The Su family has consulted many famous doctors, but none of them have been able to cure it. She has long since resigned herself to her fate.

This time, however, the chill came on particularly fiercely, accompanied by excruciating pain like being stabbed with a knife.

Her legs gave way, and she slid down the wet, slippery wall, curling up on the tiles and letting out a suppressed groan.

Downstairs, Ye Heng had just made the bed and was sitting cross-legged, preparing to practice breathing exercises for a while.

His ears twitched slightly.

A faint, strange noise came from the bathroom on the second floor. His senses were incredibly sharp; he instantly recognized it as a sound of pain.

Without the slightest hesitation, he rushed up the stairs, completely forgetting the "no going upstairs" rule.

Following the sound, I arrived at the door and tried to turn the handle, but it wouldn't budge.

"Is it locked from the inside?"

He raised his right palm, his five fingers pressed together like a knife, and with a swift motion, the expensive brass lock snapped in two. Then he kicked the door open.

My gaze swept across the room; stockings, a shirt, and a set of black lace lingerie and delicate panties were scattered on the bed.

He was, after all, a man full of youthful vigor, and at first glance, he was inevitably drawn to these things. Then, his old face flushed slightly, and he quickly looked away.

Behind the frosted glass door of the bathroom, a blurry figure leaned against the wall, her trembling outline faintly visible.

Without further hesitation, he pushed open the door, and a wave of mist rushed in. Amidst the rushing water, Su Yingxue's pale, paper-white face came into view.