C133 She Was Pressed Against the Bathroom Wall!

In the pouring rain, Yuvyuv struggled to walk despite wearing Huo Lingxiao's oversized raincoat. The rain was so heavy it sounded like it was being dumped from the sky, soaking her small face completely. Her hair was plastered to her forehead, blurring her vision.

She brushed her bangs aside with a small hand, taking heavy, exhausted steps. She hadn't eaten lunch, and her energy was waning. The water had already seeped into her ankle-high boots, making each step feel like she was dragging sandbags.

Suddenly, she heard the firm footsteps of boots behind her and paused. A strong hand gripped her waist, and a large black umbrella was thrust into her hand. Huo Lingxiao's cool, captivating voice was close, "Hold the umbrella, kid!"

"Oh, oh!" Yuvyuv responded, startled.

She felt a weight on her waist, and suddenly she was lifted off the ground, cradled in Huo Lingxiao's arms. She let out a surprised cry, "Ah!"

Startled, she almost dropped the large black umbrella. She quickly tightened her grip, her heart racing, silently cursing, "This jerk, couldn't he give a warning? He nearly scared me to death."

Yuvyuv held the umbrella high over Huo Lingxiao's head, obediently not struggling to get down. She could clearly sense the stormy anger simmering in his dark eyes beneath his handsome, brooding face. Plus, she caught a strong whiff of whiskey on him. Huo Lingxiao had been drinking.

Moreover, he drank a lot, yet his face showed no signs of the usual flush that comes after drinking. Ye Yuvyuv knew well that Huo Lingxiao never showed it on his face when he drank. Others might turn pale or beet-red, but no matter how much Huo Lingxiao drank, his complexion remained unchanged. To those unfamiliar with him, from a distance, without the scent of alcohol, it was impossible to tell he had been drinking.

He was extraordinarily handsome, and fate seemed to favor him. While others might show the effects of alcohol on their faces, he remained as striking as ever. Only when he was angry did his face turn a frightening shade, signaling his most dangerous and unpredictable moments. In her past life, Ye Yuvyuv never dared to provoke him when he was in such a state, knowing it would end badly.

Huo Lingxiao's tall frame, like a towering mountain, shielded the petite Ye Yuvyuv as he strode with long, confident steps, disappearing into the pouring rain.

Under the hospital's entrance canopy, Huangfu Sinan watched the figures vanish into the rain, his expression calm and contemplative. His grip on his coat tightened slowly. After a moment, he smiled darkly, murmuring to himself, "Little Demon, I won't give up on you. You came into my world, and what I desire, I will never surrender."

His smile was eerie as he lifted his coat to his nose, inhaling deeply. "It's the scent of the Little Demon, and I like it." If Ye Yuvyuv had witnessed this scene, she would have run away in fear, never daring to step foot in the hospital again.

The Huangfu family was known for their intense and sometimes twisted obsessions, lacking in conventional morals, and often deemed insane. Yet, at this moment, Ye Yuvyuv was unaware of anything concerning the Huangfu family. She was being carried into the apartment building by Huo Lingxiao, who exuded an intimidating aura.

Her gaze caught sight of Xiaoju standing at the door, her face a mask of shock, hand covering her mouth in disbelief.

Ye Yuvyuv, feeling no need to hide her emotions from Huo Lingxiao, pushed him away with her small hands, "Let go of me, my maid is here."

Xiaoju quickly realized what was happening. As a loyal maid, she hurried over, suppressing her natural fear of Huo Lingxiao's commanding presence, and whispered, "Sir, my lady's clothes are wet. Let me help her change."

Xiaoju dared not speak loudly to Huo Lingxiao. He was a powerful figure, a major general, and someone who commanded respect and fear. Even as a mere maid, Xiaoju was no exception to this fear. Yet her loyalty drove her to protect her lady, even if it meant facing her fears.

However, a single cold glance from Huo Lingxiao sent Xiaoju stumbling to the ground. An aide quickly escorted her away.

Ye Yuvyuv panicked. She could feel the intense hostility emanating from Huo Lingxiao. His presence was as chilling as the storm outside, enveloping her in its icy grip. Her lips trembled, and she struggled to speak, "Huo Lingxiao, we're at the apartment now. Put me down; I can walk on my own."

She struggled to break free, knowing that if she didn't escape, the man before her, seething with a storm of anger, might just devour her whole. He was a demon, devoid of sympathy or mercy.

Her only option was to flee. But his arms were like iron clamps, cold and unyielding, and she couldn't budge them an inch.

Until—

The master bedroom on the third floor was kicked open with a loud crash by Huo Lingxiao's military boots. The door echoed with a bang.

"Huo Lingxiao, we're in the room now. You can put me down, you jerk! Let me go! What on earth are you planning to do?" Ye Yuvyuv watched as Huo Lingxiao carried her straight through the bedroom, heading directly for the bathroom.

She was utterly panicked, her face turning ghostly pale. What on earth was this jerk up to? Or rather, what kind of drunken madness was he pulling? He drank too much and now he was here to torment her. She seriously wanted to shoot him.

With that fierce thought, Ye Yuvyuv reached for the Browning pistol at her back. Her eyes flashed with determination as she quickly drew the gun. Coldly, she aimed it at Huo Lingxiao's chest, her voice trembling with fear as she commanded, "Huo Lingxiao, don't be stupid. Put me down, or if this gun goes off, don't blame me..."

"Smack!"

The gun in Ye Yuvyuv's hand was slapped away by Huo Lingxiao. It fell onto the carpet without a sound, but her hand was left red and stinging. She glared furiously at the menacing figure before her. She was utterly helpless against him. Even with a gun aimed at his chest, he could easily disarm her with a single swipe.

Ye Yuvyuv was both terrified and on the verge of tears. Before she could start crying, her small frame was forcefully thrown into the bathroom.

"Bang!"

Ye Yuvyuv was pinned against the bathroom wall by Huo Lingxiao's strength. Hearing the bathroom door lock with a click sent a shiver down her spine. She struggled frantically, "Huo Lingxiao, you jerk! What are you doing? Let me go!"