C19 How Could Ninth Master Escape from My Little Demon Claws?

From Huo Yinyao's words today, Lin Huaizhong sensed danger. What parents don't love their children? No matter how important money and interests are, they can't compare to life itself. Without life, all the money in the world is just worthless paper.

Lin Huaizhong pondered over Huo Yinyao's implications, beads of sweat forming on his broad forehead. Huo Yinyao glanced at Lin Huaizhong and let out a cold chuckle, saying, "I've got other matters to attend to, so I'll be off."

After a brief farewell, Huo Yinyao maneuvered his wheelchair toward the door without hesitation. Just then, the office door swung open, and before he could see who it was, something soft landed on him. The person showed no shame, reaching out to touch his cheek.

Huo Yinyao frowned, his handsome features tightening, and he barked, "Get up!" Bai Xinyan ignored him, pressing closer, admiring his striking features. Her hand slowly moved downward, finally resting on the slight bump of his Adam's apple.

"Get up, Jiang!" he snapped, his voice tinged with anger. Yet, Bai Xinyan paid no heed, her gaze fixed on his Adam's apple. Suddenly, she lifted her chin and bit down on it.

Huo Yinyao felt the woman's gentle bite, and his pale cheeks and ears instantly turned red. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her away from him.

"What are you doing?!"

Huo Yinyao glared at Bai Xinyan, a cold aura surrounding him. Bai Xinyan glanced at the red mark on his neck, smacked her lips, and said, "I'm just leaving a mark. From today on, you're mine!"

Huo Yinyao was so exasperated by Bai Xinyan that his hands went weak and his head spun. He stared at her for a long moment before finally managing to say, "What do you mean, yours?"

He belonged to himself! Besides, he had already said...

"You, you're mine!" Bai Xinyan replied without a second thought, as if she had just bought him.

A vein throbbed on Huo Yinyao's forehead. He hadn't slept well after being annoyed by this woman yesterday, and now he was dealing with her again today. But then again, maybe it was for the best—saved him a trip.

Huo Yinyao looked at Bai Xinyan's mischievous expression, rubbed his temples, and after a long pause, said, "Push me out!"

Bai Xinyan was momentarily stunned, not quite believing what Huo Yinyao had said. It wasn't until his displeased gaze swept over her that she realized he meant it. Grinning, she moved behind him to push his wheelchair.

"Ninth Master, is this really the right move? Think about it—how could you possibly escape my little clutches?" Bai Xinyan teased as she pushed Huo Yinyao toward the door, clearly pleased with herself, as if she had just acquired a treasure.

Huo Yinyao, feeling a headache coming on, chose to remain silent.

Bai Xinyan smoothly maneuvered Huo Yinyao out of Lin's corporate office building. Just a few yards from the entrance, a modified black Rolls-Royce was parked, flanked by a group of bodyguards. Leading them was Afu, who, upon seeing Bai Xinyan and Huo Yinyao emerging together in such harmony, was momentarily taken aback before hurrying over.

Half an hour earlier, Afu had accompanied Huo Yinyao into Lin's, then waited downstairs as instructed. He had seen Bai Xinyan enter Lin's, but he hadn't expected them to leave together, and certainly not in such a cooperative manner.

"Ninth Master!" Afu called out respectfully as he reached Huo Yinyao's side, ready to take over from Bai Xinyan in pushing the wheelchair.