Bo Cheng, you bastard!

"Where do you want to go next? The gardens or the koi pond?"

"The gardens."

"Cool."

...

'Someone save her! Yo, Lifeng, where are you?! Someone, ANYONE!!' At this point, Bo Cheng has been staring at her back for the past half a centiday [1] and she was starting to feel a scorching mark at the point on her back where he's been intensively staring down at. Not to mention, whenever she brings him to the place they agree to go "tour", he just glances around and grunts with a nod. What is that supposed to mean? Grunt, grunt, grunt. Your whole family are grunts! Go grunt yourself to oblivion!!

When they finally got to the gardens, just to spite him she had "introduced" every single plant species in sight.

"This is Rosa 'Madame A. Meilland', that one over there is Rosa 'Double Delight', the one next to that is called Prunus Mume, the one next to this one is called..." she babbled continuously while stealing glances at him to see if he showed any regret for having introduced himself to her or if he showed any signs of being impatient or annoyed. None. She was starting to believe this was all in vain, until she saw his eyes turn to look at her. Ecstatic, she began to mentally celebrate her victory, until she saw the obsessed look again.

'Don't tell me this weirdo gets a sick kick out of this.' she stopped and stared back. The mad obsessed look didn't waver so she pretended to be oblivious and said "Oh, I think I heard my grandpa call me. Come, I will drop you off at the courtyard where the party is taking place." He didn't respond and instead made a move. Before she had the chance to swerve out of the way, he had hugged her waist with one arm and grabbed a strand of hair with the other. His arms were surprisingly muscular. It was nice yet so revolting. Immediately, she noped the hell out of there.

'No sir. No creep-o is going to violate my 'sanctity'. No siree.' In the words of David So, "BIIIITCHH! I DON'T HAVE TO TAKE IT!"

She briskly walked away while keeping a close 'eye' on him as she told him to follow her. She also made sure to keep a certain distance until they got back to the party and to where her mother and Bo Liwei were having a conversation. The contents... were hers and the creepo weirdo's hopeful engagement. True to her previous remark, Ruan Mochou vomited right there and then. That'll teach her.

As she wiped her mouth she motioned with her hand to Bo Cheng to go to his father who had a barely concealed expression of disgust. Which he did. With a blackened face. Apparently, he had heard the conversation topic and saw the way she had reacted. 'Good. Maybe this way he'll get the message.' but as she turned to her mother, she did not miss the obsessed look in his eye- 'Wait, what... THIS DUDE SAW THE REACTION AND HE'S STILL PINING FOR ME?! WHAT THE HELL?!' with a twirl she hugged her mother's arm, not caring for how her image might be impacted and dragged her away. She did not return to the party that evening and she would regret it later on because in her turmoil and annoyance, she had completely overlooked the fact that sitting elegantly on the forefront at the desserts table, lay a mint chocolate chip ice cream pop that someone had gifted her and had not been put in a cold temperature environment. In short, her favorite ice cream melted away.

That night, as she lay on her bed while eating a tub of ice cream, she thought of how to remove the sensation of having arms around her waist.

'Bo Cheng touch me again and see if I don't vomit all over you! Bastard!'

...

Meanwhile, Ruan Fei paced around her quarters worrying over the response Bo Liwei might have later on if she tried to contact him to question the validity of any further proposition. She had seen the way his face contorted after Ruan Muchou had emptied the contents of her stomach out in the open so near to him. She knew she had promised not to engage Ruan Muchou to someone else without her consent, but she was starting to worry. The people she was running from, from long ago have very nearly found her. Just the other day, her 'doppelganger' or as her circle of friends liked to call her, was poisoned to death out in the open. Her corpse was just barely recognizable through the puss-oozing slices and rot all over the body. The stench was unbearable as well. If it weren't for the way the stench reminded her of that place, she would've never known that they had almost found her, but it was almost certain that they knew that the one they had assassinated was not her and that she was not far from the initial position of the murder. If this was the case, she had to hurry and find someone who could protect Ruan Muchou and Ruan Lifeng, for when they found her. And they would.