Man of her dreams

'I had always dreamt of getting married to the love of my life. He didn't have to be rich we didn't have to get everything we want all we needed was love. A love to last us a lifetime but that dream changed when I met Wuhan my only dream became to survive' Meigui thinks within herself as Hudie dresses her up as a beautiful bride.

It had started on a dark rainy night two months ago when Meigui had been walking aimlessly on the lonely street at the dead of the night her legs bare and injured from running for so long, tiny droplets of tears trickling from her eyes as they drop on her blood stained palm. Her heart pounding heavily as she gasp for air. Her sterling Grey eyes red from crying as she crotches to the ground. She looks around for a glimpse of familiarity but there is none.

'Great' She thinks within herself. A moment ago she was about to be killed and now she was lost. She bends her head on the floor in tears.

"If only I had not fallen for that devil" She curses herself,as her memories visit Han mofan the devil who she once saw as the man of her dreams. She had been too lost in herself she had not noticed the approaching car that had been honking for her to get of the road for a while. She was only drawn back to reality when a red tequila pulled up right in front of her a heartbeat away from running into her.

"If you wanna die go stand in front of someone else's car " The cold figure sitting on the passenger seat of the car says to her but she coughs out a chuckle like a crazy woman.

"Find her" They heard a voice says from a fair distance.

"Please save me" Meigui pleads a look of desperation on her face as she stomps on the tinted glass.

"Move"

"Please" She mutters before the car zooms off,she stood clueless for a second cursing this day before she decided to run. She had only gotten to a little distance when she stopped abruptly, she was going to die anyway so why stress it? She asked her inner self. It was all going to end in the battling of an eye. She could hear the footsteps of men getting louder, they were close by she look around hoping to find somewhere to hide no matter how much life had been terrible to her she couldn't give up, she couldn't let Mofan win, she bit her lips hardly at the thought of Mofan, suddenly the red tequila that had gone a distance was right in her front of her.

"Get in" A cold husky voice usher her into the car, she looked at the distance she had been coming from, the shadows of Mohan men showed clearly on the ground.She enters the car and in the twinkling of an eye the car is gone, past the goons, past the town, past Han Mofan. For the first time that day she could actually see light at the end of the dark tunnel.

That night the man in whose car she had gotten into took her to his residential villa and let her stay in the guesthouse.

After he left she walked sheepishly into the bathroom 'cause sleeping in a stranger's mansion could not be the least of my problems' She thinks to herself. She turns on the tap supplying hot water and goes under it as she begins to sob quietly. Her sound reaches Wang Wuhan who has been standing quietly outside the door of the guestroom with Zhao Zufeng his Assistant and closest friend.

"Why did you save her?" Zufeng ask as they back away from the door leaving her to cry peacefully.

"Guard this door" Wuhan orders some of his security men before leaving the guesthouse part of the villa.

"You've not answered my question" Zufeng shoots at Wuhan who says "should I have left her to die?"

"If she lives, if she dies you are not the one to care or did you suddenly change?" Zufeng ask and Wuhan clenches his fist." Don't dig up old wounds".

"I'm just saying she could be a threat" Zufeng says "if she is,if she isn't we will find out tomorrow by the way I want you to run a check on this woman".

"I thought you didn't care who she is"

Zufeng shoots aggressively but Wuhan walks quietly to the main house.

Zufeng leaves the villa while Wuhan retires to his master bedroom. He takes a shower in his exquisite bathroom before changing to his nightrobe and retiring to his bed as he lays on his bed his mind travels back to the woman he had just saved. The image of her dripping hair and red eyes could not leave his head. He had not gotten the clearest view of this woman but he could tell she was beautiful with the way her shape stood out from her wet cloths, her slim legs trembling from the cold. Wuhan could not help but wonder what would make such woman not run away from a moving vehicle. The main reason he placed guards at the door was incase she planned to leave later that night but nothing as such happened instead he was told that she slept quietly like she had been drugged.

Meigui woke up in a daze her head banging in pain she places her palm on her head lost for a moment she looks at the unfamiliar walls of this room, it's white paintings differed greatly from her pink room it's designs are elegant. She slowly recollected all that had happen and swiftly made way to get of the bed when suddenly the door opened. A handsome man dressed in an extra casual onion colored shirt and loose navy blue trousers walks in stealing Meigui's breath.'Is he the one I owe my life to?' She wonders to herself as she slowly backed away from him 'or could this be one of Han Mofan's ploy'.

She looks up slowly...

Wuhan stared coldly at the beautiful woman standing right in front of him fear expressed widely on her face as she backed slowly away from him. The night had been too dim for him to notice the bruises on her skin

"Thhh..aaaannk you.." She stutters slowlyly

Wuhan stays quiet leaving Meigui a bit uncomfortable, with tension rising in her.

"Lei Meigui" Wuhan says sending shockwaves to her

How did he know her name? Was he a ploy to Han Mofan? She wonder as a drop of tears fell from her slightly red eyes 'it's just as they say out of the frying pan and into the fire'.

"Are you a ploy to Mofan?" Meigui ask pulling together all the courage she can find.

"Who is Mofan?" He ask and Meigui sighs a breath of relief 'he can't be a ploy if he doesn't know him' She resolves within herself

"How did you know my name?" She ask.

"Background check"

Meigui felt fully at ease with every word that he said.

"Why were you being chased?" Wuhan ask finally when he notice that she was slowly becoming less tensed. Meigui opens her mouth to speak but her stomach grumbles, she places her hands shyly on her stomach feeling awkward."It's nothing" she says trying to cover up for her sounding stomach.

Wuhan takes her by the arm softening his grip on her once he realizes how soft her skin is, he takes her to the main house and finally releases her when they get to the dining table he ushers her into a seat then takes one directly opposite her.

In a split second food is placed in front of her by some female maid in a black and white uniform just like one in a royal family, Meigui looks at the vegetables coated omelet placed on the table, lying beside it is a hot chocolate drink she slowly look up to Wuhan.

"I'm not..." She is about to say when her stomach grumbles, she smiled awkwardly then look up to meet the icy cold eyes of Wuhan. She swiftly placed her head down and quietly pick up the knife placed beside a fork on the table and cut through the omelet. As she ate Wuhan stared at her quietly although he had not placed much attention on it he could tell she was shaking. What could have happened to her to this woman to make her walk on the street on a rainy night being chased.

"Wuhan.." A voice calls out to him from the main door pulling him out from his world of thought. That voice "Yao mama" He addresses his mom his tone softening up.

Meigui notices a change in his tone as he speaks warmly 'Yao mama?' She thinks within herself. His mom? She panics momentarily as Wuhan mom approach the dining table.

Yao mama hugged Wuhan before she casted her gaze on Meigui "who is she?" She whispered into Wuhan ears loudly enough for Meigui to hear. "And why is she wearing your shirt" it was only then Meigui realized that she had been wearing a shirt alone, the most inappropriate thing to wear in front of a guy's mother.

"Is she your girlfriend?" Yaomama ask as she grabs Meigui hands lightly looking expectant a beautiful smile plastered on her face.

"Why are you here mom?" Wuhan ask trying to avoid answering his mom's question. Saying she wasn't his girlfriend to anyone was quite easy but to his mom?

She had been praying to Buddha for him to get married,she even went to church. Explaining to her that she wasn't his girlfriend but some random stranger he saved was not going to be easy especially to his mother who smile he didn't want to reduce not after everything she's been through for him.

"That does not answer my question" Yaomama replies. "Is she your girlfriend?" She ask again emphasizing on the word girlfriend.

"Yes"