Destined with You

“There’s… there’s someone!” Overwhelmed by the man, Gu Qingxin was abruptly brought back to reality by the sharp sound of the doorbell.

“Ignore it!” There was a flash of displeasure in Beiming Han’s eyes. Inopportune interruptions were not appreciated.

A restrained groan escaped Gu Qingxin. The doorbell only rang twice before stopping. Unless they had a death wish, who would continue to ring it?

Her body was turned over and she was pressed up against the window, facing the outside, by the man.

Her eyes, clouded with bewilderment, took in the icy winter landscape outside the window, the snowflakes fluttering down from the sky and whirling in a graceful dance…

It was beautiful…

Beiming Han carried exhausted Gu Qingxin to bed after her bath, tucked her in, then got up, feeling a sudden sharp pain in his chest.

His gaze darkening slightly, he lowered his head to gently kiss the girl’s forehead…

Bai Jingqing, who had the medication ready, was instantly there by his side, stating, “Brother, if you keep up this reckless behavior, you’ll become a real playboy ghost!”

“Huh?” Beiming Han was momentarily at a loss for his meaning.

“To die under the peony flower, one’s thought reflects debauchery even as a ghost!” Bai Jingqing chided, furrowed brows accompanying his disgruntled tone, directing him to sit on the sofa.

“You…”

“Hand!” Bai Jingqing, scowling and seemingly quite angry, held a ready needle in his hand.

Beiming Han,

He obediently extended his arm, and Bai Jingqing swiftly threaded his skin with the needle. As he observed the fluid slowly enter his friend’s veins, he heaved a sigh of relief.

“Bring Nongying in.” Beiming Han was slumped on the couch, his gaze languid and hazy.

Nongying had been harshly kicked by Beiming Han; it was still an effort just to walk.

Once she’d entered, her gaze inadvertently landed on the man on the sofa, and her breath hitched – Beiming Han was wearing only a loose black bathrobe, revealing a muscular chest. His relaxed posture was irresistibly attractive.

Kneeling in front of the sofa, Nongying was resentful. Why did such an insignificant girl deserve her young master’s attention and get to share his bed?

What made that girl so special? Average looks, average figure – even a single glance from her seemed a blemish on him.

“Nongying, do you realize your mistake?” Beiming Han was instantly deadly sharp when he turned to her, his gaze like twin swords piercing her.

Nongying’s face turned ashen. She knew she had to apologize. Only in admitting her transgressions did she have hope of survival, continuing to serve him!

Yet, the thought of that smelly girl tarnishing the noble image of her young master in her heart rendered her unwilling to comply. If it were Guan Yue sharing his bed, she would have held no complaints.

Because Guan Yue was worthy of him!

But that girl… on what grounds was she deserving?

“Young Master, have you forgotten about Guan Yue?” Nongying summoned the courage to glance towards the man on the sofa, and the sheer dominance emanating from him forced her to lower her gaze.

“Since when did my affairs become any concern of a bodyguard’s!? Drag her away, I don’t want to see her again!” Beiming Han peered at the reckless woman before him with a chilling sneer. Nongying’s actions today had pushed him to his limit.

“Young Master, I beg your mercy. I acknowledge my mistake. I dare not do it again!” Fear seized Nongying’s heart. If she were forbidden from seeing her young master again, she would rather die..