22 Winning their tyrant hearts

The dinner came to a close, leaving behind a lingering atmosphere of delight as Mei Xing, adorned with a glamorous giggle, savored every bite of the delectable meal meticulously prepared by Yan Feng. Observing her playful demeanor and the audible delights she emitted while indulging in the culinary masterpiece before her, Yan Feng found himself captivated by her animated presence.

Yet, amidst the harmonious symphony of laughter and conversation that followed, an eerie silence descended upon them, casting a shadow of tension upon the once lively atmosphere. Mei Xing, usually quick-witted and eloquent, found herself rendered speechless, the words evading her grasp at this crucial moment.

Suddenly, in a display of contrasting emotions, Yan Feng's countenance transformed into a dangerous mask, resembling a dormant volcano on the verge of eruption. He strode purposefully toward Mei Xing with an air of determination, clutching her waist with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.

In a protective instinct, Yan Xun swiftly intervened, pulling Mei Xing back and positioning himself as a barrier between her and the impending confrontation. Yan Feng's steely gaze met his brother's, disbelief etched across his features, while Mei Xing, her heart pounding, observed the sudden shift in dynamics with a mixture of concern and apprehension.

"What do you think you're doing, Yan Xun?" Yan Feng's voice dripped with incredulity as he struggled to make sense of his brother's actions, the tense air permeating their exchange. Yan Xun, maintaining an air of calm amidst the brewing storm, resolutely responded, "I could ask you the same question, considering the erratic behavior you've demonstrated." The weight of their unspoken animosity hung heavy in the air, the charged atmosphere palpable.

However, before a full-blown confrontation could ensue, Mei Xing intervened, pushing Yan Xun slightly and silently urging him to maintain composure. She nodded, indicating her desire for him to step back, and he complied with a heavy sigh, relinquishing the immediate responsibility. Yan Feng, his eyes fixed on Mei Xing, spoke with a cool arrogance, yet an unmistakable undercurrent of vulnerability betrayed his facade.

With an air of triumph, Yan Xun departed from the scene, leaving Mei Xing alone with Yan Feng and the quiet tension that pulsed between them. Mei Xing's eyes widened, anticipation building as she waited for Yan Feng to break the silence and address the unspoken questions that swirled within her mind. Yet, instead of engaging in dialogue, Yan Feng rose from his position and strode toward the edge of the pool. Settling onto a vibrant yellow sun lounger, he gingerly dipped his leg into the cool water, his gaze focused on the rippling surface.

Curiosity and trepidation gnawing at her, Mei Xing quietly settled into an adjacent sun lounger, her mind now filled with a myriad of questions vying for attention. She contemplated the best approach, selecting the most significant question among them and allowing a gentle giggle to escape her lips, a reflection of her nervous anticipation.

"Permi--itt m-e to ask you th-is," she stammered, her voice betraying a mix of eagerness and hesitation. Yan Feng, attuned to her unspoken desires, recognized her longing for answers and resolved to offer his honesty. "You are a hundred percent free to ask me anything," he assured, his voice carrying a soothing quality that offered solace amidst their uncertain circumstances.

As the weight of expectation settled between them, an initially tense atmosphere began to soften. The piercing gaze of Yan Feng's azure blue eyes, filled with genuine interest, met Mei Xing's vibrant blue gaze, causing her to blush and involuntarily fidget, her foot lightly tapping against the ground in a display of warring emotions.

"Yes, young master Yan," Mei Xing replied, her voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and uncertainty. She couldn't help but notice a shift in Yan Feng's gaze, as if he sought to suppress her candid remarks before they even left her lips.

"Why did you and your brothers embark on this rushed contract marriage?" Yan Feng's narrowed eyes bored into Mei Xing's, observing her posture as she folded her hands with seriousness. In that moment, he wondered if her inquiry was directed towards him or simply a soliloquy addressed to an invisible audience. Regardless, he recognized the need to divulge information that could prove valuable in the future.

His mind raced with a flurry of thoughts. Where should he begin? What could he possibly say? Why did they take this path? Yan Feng's inner turmoil echoed within him as he contemplated the words he would choose.

"Mr. Magnate, my darling lover, I implore you to provide an honest answer, for I have pondered this question incessantly," Mei Xing's eyes widened with a glimmer of mischief, as if she had suddenly been struck with an inspired revelation. "Or could it be that you are simply infatuated with my beauty?" Her question carried a weight of seriousness, as she pondered if their union was merely a result of them worshipping her alluring appearance, rather than fulfilling the requirements she desired.

"No, no, no, that's not it! It's a complex tale, my darling," Yan Feng responded, feeling somewhat defeated by her words. "But...let us continue this discussion. We have all the time in the world," he added with a sigh of relief, lowering his head to witness Mei Xing's nervous gestures, her delicate hand running through her soft silky hair and squeezed her eye shut.

"Okay!" He responded slowly with a grimace. "Phew!" Mei Xing was already alert to what he was about to say, seeing him sigh again made her more puzzled.

"As you know darling!..."

"You know what? See Yan Feng can you make this discussion straight forward," Mei Xing pleaded. This was a magnificent sight so backstabbing like hell. A little woman dares question the son of the strongest elite in the country. Love is really dangerous. Seriously if any of the employees or citizens of the JR community sees this drama, they will actually run mad! Or think an illusion is being displayed.

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