He gave her a sly smile, bending down to pick up the luggage beside her. Wushuang snapped back to reality and snatched it away. She lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze, speaking with a very cold tone: "I’ll go by myself, no need for you to follow!" "What if I insist on following?" he said shamelessly. "Then don’t blame me for having you locked up!" Her tone was utterly ruthless. The smile on Ouyang Che’s lips disappeared, his gaze turned deep and dark. Wushuang stopped looking at him, ordered the servants to take up the luggage, and walked past him with an indifferent gaze. Ouyang Che suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her back, held her waist, and bent down to kiss her. The warm lips landed heavily on hers, making Wushuang feel both ashamed and annoyed. Thɪs chapter is updated by novelFirｅ.net She widened her angry eyes, just about to fight back when he suddenly released her, not going too far. "You..." Wushuang glared in embarrassment. Her fair, flower-like face blushed, perhaps from shyness or anger, red showing through the whiteness, truly enticing. The beautiful eyes, even when glaring harshly, didn’t carry much threat, instead appearing quite cute. She looked like an aggrieved, puffed-up white rabbit. A trace of indulgence flashed in Ouyang Che’s eyes involuntarily. His lips curled into a seductive smile: "You’re leaving, so I have to claim some interest. Otherwise, who knows when I’ll be able to kiss you again." That was indeed a scoundrel’s remark. She heard his helplessness and melancholy. Wushuang’s heart sank a bit too, her anger instantly dissipating. "Take care of yourself." She said softly, lowered her head, and walked away without looking back. Ouyang Che watched her retreating back and smiled bitterly. Is that all she wants him to do, take care of himself? Wushuang reached the seaside, where a helicopter was already waiting for her. Several elders and many islanders were there. Reluctantly, Wushuang bid them farewell and boarded the plane. The helicopter took off into the sky. Through the window, Wushuang could see the people below, still not dispersing. Her gaze suddenly fell upon the castle at the mountain top. At the castle’s entrance, stood a man. His long silver hair fluttered in the wind, very striking. His tall figure was like an ancient pine tree, seemingly capable of standing there forever, indomitable. Even from a great distance. She could feel his deep and intense gaze. Wushuang’s heart skipped a beat, worried he would notice her looking at him, she hurriedly withdrew her gaze. Yet her heart continued to race wildly, unable to calm down for a long time. Finally arriving in B City. Wushuang’s car slowly stopped in front of Tao Hua’s villa. The servant had already gone to announce, and Tao Hua personally came out to welcome her. As soon as Wushuang got out of the car, he extended a hand to her with a smile: "Gorgeous lady, welcome to visit." Having interacted with Tao Hua a few times, Wushuang knew he was only flirtatious on the surface. In fact, he was a man of principles. She smiled and shook his hand, pointing at the luggage behind her: "Look, I brought all my luggage, I might be staying here long term." "Stay as long as you like, staying a lifetime would be my honor." Tao Hua said deliberately ambiguously, but Wushuang didn’t mind his teasing at all. "Come on, let’s go in and talk, must have been tiring on the way." Tao Hua guided her inside. Wushuang briefly mentioned the happenings on the road. The two sat down in the living room and casually chatted before Wushuang finally broached the main topic.