Chapter 4 From now on, she is my woman_1

At those words, a look of cold indifference crossed the noble and handsome man's profile: "At present, she is my woman."

Tang Yun Ze froze on the spot.

At present, she is my woman.

In his daze, the man had already carried Lan Xin Ai out of the front door.

Tang Yun Ze hesitated for a moment, just about to chase after them, when a pair of frantic hands grabbed his sleeves.

"Yun Ze, who... who is that terrifying man? Noticing how intimate he is with sister, they must have known each other before..."

Tang Yun Ze trembled slightly, could it be that there was something between Lan Xin Ai and that man.

The driver at hotel's entrance jumped in shock.

The young master was carrying a woman in a wedding dress in his arms. The woman's eyes were closed, yet her beauty, like a blooming rose, was incredibly captivating.

The sunlight shone on them, painting a beautiful picture.

God, he had been driving for the Xi family for over a decade, but he had never seen the young master holding a woman so tenderly.

As Xi Yemo's cool gaze swept over, the driver shivered and hurriedly opened the car door.

...

When Tang Yun Ze rushed out, all he saw was their luxurious car speeding away into the distance.

The young man sat in the back of the car, looking at the woman who had fallen asleep in his arms.

An inexplicable anger surged within him. How could there be such a foolish woman who would fall for a man like Tang Yun Ze?

The driver glanced at Xi Yemo in the rear-view mirror, then braced himself to ask, "Young master, where are we going?"

"Home." His terse reply almost made the driver crash into a tree on the side of the road.

The young master was taking a woman home. His heart was too frail for such a rapid change of pace from the young master's usual routine.

Under the sunlight, the European-style villa stood out notably.

With its white wooden fence and green lawn, it looked like a dream.

When Xi Yemo appeared inside the villa carrying Lan Xin Ai, the maids were shocked. The woman in the young master's arms was still wearing a wedding dress. Did he abduct her from a wedding ceremony?

Housekeeper Uncle Wu of the Xi family was dumbfounded to see the young master carrying a woman. He stood stunned, watching as the young master ascended the stairs with her.

God, the young master had brought a woman home. This was a historical first! Who was this woman? Uncle Wu was consumed with curiosity.

"Uncle Wu, call Lance over." Xi Yemo's voice interrupted Uncle Wu's reveries.

Lance, the private doctor of the Xi family.

...

"Young Master Xi, this young lady is fine. She's just emotionally unstable. A good night's rest should suffice."

Lance, a British man, was here in River City because his grandfather, Mai Rui, was the private doctor of the Xi family. He had traveled a great distance to stay by his grandfather's side, becoming the second private doctor of the Xi family.

"Emotionally unstable?"

Lance nodded, his Chinese fluent, "If young master is worried, I can administer her a sedative."

"No need."

Xi Yemo waved his hand dismissively. It was good there was nothing serious.

...

The night fell with stars tumbling on the horizon.

The man's tall figure stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, his aura filling the entire room.

After a while, he finally turned around and walked towards the bed.

Lan Xin Ai was lying on the large bed, sound asleep. Her long eyelashes flickered slightly, indicating that she was not resting peacefully.

Xi Yemo reached out a hand, his slender fingers gently trailing over her face.

Lan Xin Ai felt a comforting chill and willingly leaned into it, rubbing her small face against it, much like a cute creature.

Xi Yemo's handsome brows lifted slightly as he bent down to kiss her.

It was his first time kissing a woman's lips.

So sweet!