C203 Won't Leave You

All of a sudden, Ling Muxue's eyes widened and she sat up straight. Her forehead was full of sweat, and her entire body was covered in cold sweat. Her breathing was rapid and chaotic. She slowly reached out her hand to cover her chest. There was an indescribable pain in her heart.

She actually dreamed that Xiao Qinghan was in a car accident and was lying on the ground, covered in blood. She kept telling him not to leave, not to leave!

The terrifying and bloody scene was still lingering in her mind, and her heart was trembling erratically.

"Xiao Qinghan!" He unconsciously called out his name, and even his voice was trembling.

She rested her hand on her forehead for a long moment, then slowly came back to herself. She looked up into the darkness of the room, the curtains flapping in the cold night air through the window she had left open the night before.

Ling Muxue lifted the blanket, got up, put on a coat, and walked towards the balcony. The cold and bone-piercing night wind stimulated her, and she could not help but shiver as she crossed her arms. The bone-piercing night wind also gradually cleared her muddled consciousness. She stood on the balcony, leaned against the white jade railing, and looked up at the endless darkness.

Tomorrow would be the day to reply to Nalan Jin. She was really going to leave without a sound. She would never see him again. Thinking about it made her heart ache. In the depths of her heart, she kept telling herself that in fact, she was already deeply in love with him.

If she left now, she wouldn't be happy. She would only make her feel even more pain.

"What should I do? What should I do?..." Suddenly, tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes and fell onto the balcony.

She held her face with both hands and started crying. Her sobbing voice was especially loud in the silent night.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Qinghan. What should I do? Will you forgive me? Will you forgive me? ..."

She kept repeating the same words with a sob. She was afraid of leaving him, and she was also afraid of facing him.

I don't know how much time has passed, until my tears are dry and unable to flow, before I stop sobbing and lean weakly against the balustrade, sliding down and sitting down on the cold ground, looking up with glazed eyes at the dark sky.

The next day.

Due to the cold wind that blew on Ling Muxue all night last night, when she woke up the next day, she felt dizzy.

"Young Master, it's bad. Miss Ling has a fever!" One of the maids quickly ran into the study room.

Nalan Jin suddenly got up and walked towards the bedroom.

"Go and call the doctor!"

"Yes sir!"

The doctor gave a brief explanation while the nurse gave Ling Muxue an intravenous drip.

"Young Master, don't worry. This young lady only caught a cold and has two bottles of intravenous drips. She will be fine after taking some medicine. She will be fine after a good rest!"

"You may leave now!"

"Yes sir!"

The doctor left with the medicine box.

Nalan Jin stood aside and lowered his eyes to look at Ling Muxue, who was frowning with a pale face. His red and swollen eyes clearly showed that she had been crying all night.

His eyes darkened as he asked coldly, "How did she catch a cold?"

The maid's body trembled because she had been taking care of Ling Muxue's daily life for the past few days. "Return...Reporting to young master, this morning, when I came in to call Miss Ling for breakfast, Miss Ling actually fell asleep leaning against the banister. Miss Ling seemed to have been crying all night last night."

The maid finished her sentence with a trembling voice, not daring to look up at Nalan Jin. Her heart continued to tremble, afraid that the young master would punish her. After all, what the young master disliked the most was useless people.

However, at this moment, Nalan Jin did not say anything. He turned his head around and his gaze fell on Ling Muxue's pale little face. He saw that her mouth was opened and closed, and he did not know what she was saying.

However, looking at the shape of her mouth, he could roughly understand who she was calling.

"Take good care of her!"

"Yes sir!"

After saying that, Nalan Jin turned around and strode out of the bedroom.

When Ling Muxue woke up in the afternoon, her head was no longer dizzy. She felt much better after taking some medicine.

"Where is your young master?"

Ling Muxue asked. Today was the day she told him whether or not he should leave, but she had already decided.

"Young Master is in the study!" The maid replied respectfully.

Ling Muxue lifted the blanket and got out of bed. The maid quickly went up to help Ling Muxue and stopped her, "Miss, you haven't recovered yet. Lie down and have a good rest."

"It's fine! I have something to discuss with your young master right now!"

"Young Master told me to wake you up and ask me to go and wake him up. Lie down first, I'll go and wake him up!" As she spoke, she placed Ling Muxue on the bed and used the velvet pillow to cushion her back.

The maid covered her with the blanket and got up to go to the study.

Very quickly, Nalan Jin poured out the room and looked at Ling Muxue. He asked, "Is there anything else that is uncomfortable?"

Ling Muxue smiled faintly, "Thank you! I'm fine now!"

Nalan Jin sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her as he asked, "Have you decided whether you want to go or stay?"

Ling Muxue lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I've already thought about it!" Her eyes were filled with unconcealable sadness.

...""

"Send me out!" The heavy voice sounded as if she had already used up all her strength.

Nalan Jin glanced at her and said, "Alright! Tomorrow, I will arrange for you to go abroad. Tonight, you should have a good rest!"

"Alright!" Ling Muxue nodded.

"Then rest well! I won't disturb you any longer!"

"Okay! Thank you!"

The next day, Ling Muxue woke up early and tidied herself up. Since she did not have anything to bring, she quickly tidied herself up.

At this moment, the door opened with a kacha sound.

Nalan Jin's slender figure appeared in front of her.

"You're ready!"

"Yes!"

Nalan Jin walked in front of Ling Muxue and handed her the exquisite bag in his hand. Ling Muxue looked at it doubtfully.

"This is your passport and ID card!"

Ling Muxue reached out and took it, "Thank you!"

"Are you sure you have already decided?"

Ling Muxue hesitated for a moment and finally nodded heavily.

Nalan Jin's purple eyes fell on her and after a long while, he said in a deep voice, "I'm ready. Let's go!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Ling Muxue followed closely behind him.

Soon, the car arrived at the airport. Before he left, Nalan Jin handed her a bank card with enough money for her to live a rich life abroad. Ling Muxue could not understand why he would help her when she and Nalan Jin had just met by chance. They could not even be considered acquaintances.

The ten o'clock plane.

It was now nine-thirty. Ling Muxue was sitting in the departure lounge with a heavy heart. If she left just like that, she really wouldn't be able to see him again.

She had been thinking about it for the whole night last night. It was better for her to suffer from a short-term pain rather than a prolonged one. Forget it, Ling Muxue. Everything will be fine.

She sat in her seat in a daze and did not even hear the announcement on the radio that they would be entering the cabin. It was only when a passenger who was on the same plane as her arrived that the hurried voice pulled Ling Muxue back to reality.

Only then did she realize that the plane was about to take off.

When he strode to the ticket counter, he suddenly stopped for some unknown reason.

He looked back subconsciously. The statue of God seemed to be expecting something.

"Young lady, please show me your plane ticket! Please board the plane as soon as possible!"

The flight attendant's words pulled Ling Muxue back from her thoughts.

"Oh! I'm sorry!"

As she sat on the plane, she looked out of the window and her heart became incomparably heavy. She thought in her heart, Goodbye, Xiao Qingshan!

However, just as the plane was about to take off, a voice suddenly came from the radio.

It meant that the plane could not take off for the time being and would have to delay the takeoff time so that all the passengers could get off the plane and wait.

Although there was some cursing, there was nothing they could do. In the end, they still got off the plane.

However, for some reason, because of this notification, Ling Muxue's heart started to become extremely uneasy. She was nervous and her heart was beating erratically.

She got off the plane with an uneasy feeling in her heart. She lowered her head and did not notice the commotion at the airport. A large group of bodyguards dispersed the crowd.

She walked down in low spirits. It was not until she reached the ground that Ling Muxue realized that something was not right. She raised her eyes! She looked around and her heart suddenly trembled. All the passengers who got off the plane were separated. She stood alone at the bottom of the stairs.

Suddenly, a strong aura came, causing her heart to skip a beat. Her eyes widened, and her eyes were filled with fear. She looked at the man who had appeared in front of her surrounded by bodyguards.

He was wearing an English brown trench coat and had an extremely handsome face. Even wearing a pair of sunglasses, he could not hide the exhaustion on his face, but his regal presence was enough to intimidate everyone and make them hold their breaths.

Looking at each other, Ling Muxue's instincts told her that everything around her was forbidden. Her heart stopped beating and her mind was blank. She did not know whether she was afraid or happy. Her body was already completely in a state of emptiness.

He felt an overpowering presence approaching her, wrapping around her as if it were going to swallow him whole.

She couldn't escape. Her feet were as heavy as gold, and she couldn't move. As she got closer, she slowly raised her head and looked at her.

Her eyes were wide open. She didn't even know how to express what she was feeling at the moment.

Until Xiao Qinghan reached out and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly with his strong arms, as if he wanted to put her in his arms.

Only then did Ling Muxue suddenly realize who it was. It was Xiao Qinghan! He actually found it. Did Nalan Jin tell him?

"Come back with me!" There was an unconcealable weariness in his magnetic voice, and he did not blame her, did not fly into a rage at her, but held her in his arms, pressing his tall body against hers, holding her tight.

Ling Muxue was stunned by his low and tired voice. She did not expect Xiao Qinghan to hold her like this instead of being furious at her.

It was a feeling she hadn't felt for a long time, a feeling she missed, a feeling that made her feel at ease, a sense of absolute safety, her head bowed in his arms, the tip of her nose somehow aching.

She reached out and hugged his shoulder. "Xiao Qinghan, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She kept repeating the same words that she had always wanted to say to her.

Xiao Qinghan didn't stop her. He just listened to her repeat it over and over again.

Until Ling Muxue was a little tired from talking and kept choking on her sobs. She didn't know why she was crying so much, especially when she thought of him. No matter if she was happy or sad, she wanted to cry.

Xiao Qinghan slowly pushed her away and looked into her red eyes. The tears in the corners of his eyes continued to fall. He lowered his head and kissed it, wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes, and said softly: "Alright! Stop crying! Let's go back!"

His gentle voice pounded against Ling Muxue's heart and a strong wave of emotion surged through her. She did not want to leave. She wanted to be with him, and always be with her.

"Yes!"

Xiao Qinghan carried her and left the airport with large strides.

In the taxi, Xiao Qinghan hugged Ling Muxue tightly and buried his head in her arms. Ling Muxue snuggled up to his head without any resistance.

In the bedroom of the Manor House he thought that she had already thought of dying, that he could not live without her, and now he wanted nothing more than to embrace her and feel all the beauty of her.

Ling Muxue did not reject him at all. She also missed him.

"I love you, Xue'er, I love you!" Xiao Qinghan continued to speak in a low voice that was filled with charm.

"I love you too!"

Hearing this, Xiao Qinghan's heart seemed to have received a huge impact as he hugged her tightly.

"Ah!"

"Don't leave me, Xue Er. Without you, everything will be destroyed!" She asked him repeatedly.

"Mm! I won't leave you again! I love you!"

After a night of pestering, it was not until early in the morning that the heat in the room finally stopped. The two of them hugged each other and fell asleep, without distinguishing between each other.

The next day, the sun seemed to be exceptionally warm. The rays of the sun shone on the floor through the thick curtains, leaving mottled shadows on the floor.

Ling Muxue slowly opened her eyes with trembling eyelashes. The first thing she saw was that handsome face of his that was hated by both man and god. As she looked at him, she felt an indescribable joy and warmth in her heart.

His strong arms hugged her tightly. Her entire body was pressed against his strong chest.

"Ah!"

Xiao Qinghan opened his eyes.

"You... What are you doing?"

Ling Muxue's face instantly flushed red and she lowered her eyes in embarrassment. It was as if she had done something bad and was caught red-handed on the spot.

"Should I ask Xue'er? You touched me secretly when I wasn't paying attention?"

"I... I didn't touch you secretly!" Her face was getting redder and redder, and the way she was blushing was so confusing.

Xiao Qinghan curled his lips into a smile. He reached out his slender fingers and placed them under Ling Muxue's chin. He raised his hand and made her look at him.

Then, Xiao Qinghan lowered his head and gently pecked her red and swollen lips. "This is your punishment for touching me!"

Ling Muxue looked at him. Her pitch-black eyes were filled with endless infatuation, making her fascinated.

"What's wrong? I'm so handsome that you can't even come back to your senses!"

Ling Muxue came back to her senses. She lowered her head and pouted. "A narcissist?"

"You're still so stubborn!" Xiao Qinghan was not convinced and pushed her onto the bed. Ling Muxue also felt that something was not right.

"You... Don't do it anymore. I'm so tired!" She placed her hands on his chest and pleaded with her confused eyes.

"Baby, but I want it!"

"Don't! I'm really tired, let me go for a while!" She pouted and begged coquettishly.

Looking at her, Xiao Qinghan knew that she had been too tired last night, so he endured it until now. "I can let you go, but if you tell me that you love me fifty times, I will let you go."

"Fifty times...!"

"Yes! Fifty times! If you think it's too little, a hundred times, two hundred times..."

Ling Muxue's eyes widened and she said anxiously, "Fifty times it is!" She did not want to have any shadow over these words in the future.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned against him as she repeated the three words over and over again.