C68 Late at Night the Ye Family Was Brightly Lit

Yuvyuv shivered slightly, quickly shaking her head in denial. Her long eyelashes lowered, hiding her eyes as she silently cursed, "Is he a mind-reading demon? Or some kind of parasite that can sneak into people's minds and eavesdrop on their thoughts?"

She mischievously imagined the Great Devil in front of her as a bug, and a shiver of disgust ran through her. Even as a bug, this man would be a terrifying creature that devours hearts and souls. Ugh, too scary to even think about.

"Sit tight, I'll take you home," Huo Lingxiao said, no longer teasing the little fox in front of him. He glanced out the car window at the night sky. It was late, probably close to midnight. Too late, and Ye's uncle might worry.

Huo Lingxiao opened the car door, stepping out with his long legs, when a small hand tugged at him from behind. He heard a soft voice, "Sixth Master, I left with a maid. She's at the teahouse up ahead, and she's timid. I can't just leave her."

"Kid, how old is your maid? Younger than you?" Huo Lingxiao raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling on the small hand gripping his arm. It was so tiny that his large hand could easily envelop it. It must be very soft, he mused.

Following his impulse, Huo Lingxiao turned and clasped the delicate hand in his own, gently kneading it. His usually stern eyes softened with a hint of amusement. Just as he thought, it was tender and smooth, hard to resist.

He found another treasure in this girl; her small hand was quite enjoyable to play with. Yuvyuv stared wide-eyed, blurting out, "My maid is nineteen, a year older than me." She looked at her hand, enveloped in the man's large palm, her back straightening as she tried to pull it back.

What is this jerk doing?

"Don't move, your hands are cold. Let me warm them for you." Huo Lingxiao's handsome face remained composed, his voice as serious as ever.

Yuvyuv felt like crying, cursing inside, "This jerk, does he think I'm a fool? He's clearly just playing with my hands. Otherwise, why would he be kneading them like dough, moving them in every direction?"

This creep, he's definitely just toying with my hands.

The more she thought about it, the paler Yuvyuv's face became, looking at Huo Lingxiao as if he were some kind of extreme pervert. In her past life, she had heard that some men had strange obsessions with women.

Some men liked long legs, some were obsessed with a woman's curves, some had a weird thing for feet, and some were bizarrely into hands.

Yuvyuv widened her big, watery eyes, staring outside the car, as the large hand gripped her small one, the man playing with it as if he found it fascinating.

In her mind, Yuvyuv muttered, "Creepy demon."

This creep, he actually likes playing with women's hands. In her past life, she hadn't noticed this devil's strange hobby.

She thought, it must have been because this devil was good at hiding it from everyone around him.

After a while, Huo Lingxiao released Yuvyuv's small hand, pushing her back into the seat by the car door. "You're not behaving. Sit back inside. Do you want to catch a cold and blame me for it?"

Yuvyuv was so frustrated she wanted to spit, "Sixth Master, your skin is as thick as a brick wall."

A few minutes later.

Xiaoju, the maid, followed Huo Lingxiao's aide, running to the car door with a face that looked ready to cry, urgently calling out, "Miss, where have you been? I've been worried sick!"

Xiaoju's eyes were red and swollen, clearly having cried several times from not seeing her for so long.

Sighing inwardly, Ye Yuvyuv felt a pang of guilt. She shouldn't have brought Xiaoju out today. Her intention was to broaden Xiaoju's horizons, but instead, the poor girl ended up frightened. Even though Xiaoju was a year older, Ye Yuvyuv's soul was that of someone in her thirties, having lived a previous life. Looking at Xiaoju now, she seemed like a child who hadn't yet grown up.

"Ha, little one, you're only eighteen, and your maid is a year older than you. So, who's the real kid here?" Huo Lingxiao chuckled, noticing the maturity on Ye Yuvyuv's young face that didn't match her age.

Huo Lingxiao sternly ordered Xiaoju to sit in the front seat. "Go sit up front; there's no room back here."

Startled, Xiaoju saw it was Sixth Master speaking and didn't dare argue. Even though there was an empty seat next to her lady, she quietly moved to the front passenger seat without a word.

In the next moment, Huo Lingxiao's long legs stepped into the back seat. Ye Yuvyuv, sitting by the car door, was stunned as the man sat down without a word. Seeing him about to sit on her lap, she quickly scooted far back in alarm.

Bang! The car door closed.

As Huo Lingxiao's tall frame settled into the back seat, a powerful chill filled the car. His voice was cold as he commanded, "Drive to the Ye residence."

"Yes, sir," Adjutant Chen responded.

The car started smoothly, heading steadily towards the Ye family home. Inside, Ye Yuvyuv found herself squeezed to the edge by Huo Lingxiao's imposing presence. When she could no longer move, she gave up trying to avoid him. His strong hand found hers, holding it firmly in his palm, once again making her feel like a toy in his grasp, filled with a mix of shame and frustration.

Yuvyuv gritted her teeth in frustration, thinking, "This twisted demon is the biggest jerk ever."

Late at night, 12:30 AM.

Yuvyuv returned home.

As she stepped into the living room with Xiaoju, she was eager to head upstairs for a hot shower to wash away the bad luck of the night, especially after running into that creep.

But as soon as she looked up, she was startled by the scene in the living room.

“Dad, big sis... why are you all still up?” Yuvyuv exclaimed in surprise.

She noticed that the family’s usually spacious living room was lit up more than usual, with a couple of extra lights on, making it unusually bright, as if something major had happened and they needed to keep the lights on until dawn.

Not only were her dad and big sister awake, but also a few of the concubines, some of the family’s kids, and even her grandmother, who she hadn’t seen in ages.

What was going on?

Yuvyuv scanned the room, puzzled, until her gaze landed coldly on the Second Concubine, standing next to her grandmother with a sinister smile on her lips.

In that instant, Yuvyuv understood.

The whole family was up, waiting for her.

Someone had set this up, thinking she wouldn’t come home until late, assuming their scheme had succeeded.

Ha, how arrogant.

Did they really think she was the same as in the past, easily falling into their traps?

Tsk, tsk, tonight’s little setup might just leave some people disappointed.