Chapter 210: Chapter 210 Amnesia
Ever since Li Zhe was captured, Wang Yan finally experienced a brief period of calm days.
During the day, he attended classes at school, and on weekends, he guided San a bit at the Peak Group.
Under Wang Yan’s mentorship, San gradually became adept at managing the Peak Group, transforming from a small thug into a dignified and composed group president.
Wang Yan enjoyed the peace, having people refer to San as the president of Peak Group in public. Therefore, in Wanghai City, apart from Elder Beiming and a few others, no one knew that Wang Yan was the true leader of the Peak Group.
Today.
It was another weekend, Wang Yan was chatting idly with San inside the Peak Group.
Suddenly, they heard footsteps outside the door. Beiming Xue pushed the door open and walked in.
Normally, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting would not leave Wang Yan’s side during school hours, but during weekends, they knew Wang Yan had work at the Peak Group and never disturbed him.
Beiming Xue’s sudden appearance at this time was quite unusual.
Upon seeing Beiming Xue looking utterly dejected, unlike her usual cheerful demeanor.
San immediately stood up, invited Beiming Xue to sit down, and tactfully retreated out.
Feeling the sadness emanating from Beiming Xue, Wang Yan asked with concern, “Xue’er, what’s wrong with you?”
Wang Yan’s question elicited a stronger reaction, as Beiming Xue immediately began to sob, tears streaming down.
Wang Yan was startled, quickly moved closer to Beiming Xue, and asked repeatedly, “Xue’er, what exactly happened? Tell me quickly, who bullied you?”
Beiming Xue cried out loud, rushed into Wang Yan’s arms, and cried bitterly.
Feeling her soft warmth in his arms, Wang Yan experienced a wave of electric sensation, the fragrance of Beiming Xue’s hair instantly enveloped his senses, making him intoxicated, his mind wandering.
Wang Yan’s entire body instantly stiffened, his hands and legs, even his ten fingers, wouldn’t move.
“Magic Skill, another powerful Magic Skill!”
Wang Yan stood there, allowing Beiming Xue to embrace him, her arms around his waist, while his own arms hung straight down, motionless.
Beiming Xue cried in Wang Yan’s arms for a long time, then slowly lifted herself from his embrace. Seeing Wang Yan’s silly expression, she couldn’t help but laugh.
Beiming Xue’s eyes were still glistening with tears, this transition to laughter was like a rose stained with morning dew, blooming anew, splendidly beautiful.
Wang Yan was again entranced, his eyes fixed on Beiming Xue, not blinking.
Feeling Wang Yan’s unwavering gaze, Beiming Xue’s face flushed and she shyly bowed her head, murmuring softly, “Wang Yan, what are you looking at?”
In a daze, Wang Yan answered instinctively, “So beautiful!”
Hearing Wang Yan’s words, Beiming Xue’s complexion turned even redder, burying her rosy face deeper, the blush extending to her swan-like neck and even revealing a hint of red within the slightly opened collar.
After knowing Wang Yan for so long, it was Beiming Xue’s first time hearing him praise her, sparking deep feelings of appreciation and joy.
A single compliment from Wang Yan outweighed all praises of the world.
Beiming Xue dared not lift her head but murmured, “Wang Yan, can you say it again?”
Wang Yan repeated without thinking, “Sure, say it again.”
However, then Wang Yan hesitated, asking, “Say what again?”
Beiming Xue grasped the bottom of her blouse, whispering, “That sentence you just said.”
“The sentence I just said, what was it?” Wang Yan awoke from a dream-like state, struggling to recall but vaguely remembering something.
“Could it be that Xue’er also possesses the Eye of Bewitchment, just like I used on Zhao Xinyao?” Wang Yan examined Beiming Xue closely, yet she seemed a normal person without any Demon Pattern power.
Wang Yan felt astonished, but while observing Beiming Xue, sunlight from the window bathed her face, making her already delicate skin look even more radiant, like a porcelain doll.
“Wang Yan, what are you looking at?” Beiming Xue got shy from Wang Yan’s gaze again, asking softly.
“Ah—what am I looking at? I forgot again.”
The entire morning, Wang Yan was caught in cycles of remembering, forgetting, then remembering again.
Near noon, Wang Yan suddenly recalled that Beiming Xue seemed unhappy when she first entered.
Wang Yan quickly asked, “Xue’er, right, who bullied you?”
Beiming Xue seemed to suddenly remember and covered her mouth, saying, “Wang Yan, I almost forgot it myself. Indeed, there is something really distressing.”
“What is it?”
“Xiahou Que has returned.”
Upon hearing Xiahou Que’s name, Wang Yan felt inexplicable agitation. Although he met Xiahou Que on his first day down the mountain, and knew Xiahou Que was Beiming Xue’s fiancé, Wang Yan didn’t have any sentiment towards him.
Until Xiahou Que was frightened senseless, returned home to recover, Wang Yan completely forgot about him.
But hearing Xiahou Que’s name now, Wang Yan immediately displayed a grimace.
Beiming Xue had been observing Wang Yan’s reaction, and seeing his grimace, she felt pleased, saying, “Wang Yan, I know you care about me.”
Beiming Xue’s words shocked Wang Yan, for she spoke exactly what was on his mind.
Wang Yan quickly asked, “How did you know I care about you?”
Beiming Xue smiled, saying, “I just know.”
At this, Wang Yan felt Beiming Xue was indeed insightful. But while he could read others’ thoughts through the Wolf’s sense of smell, Beiming Xue knowing his mind was quite alarming.
Yet that thought flashed briefly in Wang Yan’s mind; he soon thought of Xiahou Que, asking, “Did he come to find you?”
Beiming Xue shook her head, replying, “No, but he came to see my father and said he’s hosting a party at home tonight. Inviting both my father and me, Wang Yan, I’m scared!”
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan immediately said, “Don’t be afraid, I’ll accompany you.”
(End of the five updates, rest well and prepare for tomorrow.)