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Wang Chao had never shared his innermost thoughts with anyone before, but for some reason, on this cool, tranquil night, in front of a woman ten years his senior whom he had only met once, he found himself speaking these words. Perhaps Liu He was right four years ago when he said that Wang Chao must be someone who hides everything he thinks deep inside, even from those closest to him.
This was Wang Chao's nature, and it was also the source of his meticulous logic. Although he often presented himself as an extroverted person, deep down, especially on this night with this particular individual, Wang Chao remained the quiet orphan from the orphanage who had been reluctant to speak as a child.
After asking his question, there was a long silence with no response. Yet he could feel Aivina's warm breath against his face, so close that it made him feel a bit ticklish. At that moment, Wang Chao finally opened his eyes and saw Aivina's face just a few centimeters away from his own. Bathed in the soft moonlight, he couldn't clearly see her features but sensed that it must be the most beautiful face in the world.
In the quiet of the night, occasionally interrupted by insects making their final cries against the unbearable winter chill, Aivina crouched on the ground while Wang Chao lay there. He looked at her face, and she looked back at his. "Have you seen enough?" Wang Chao asked. But before he could finish speaking, Aivina's red lips were suddenly upon him.
It felt as if thunder had struck and ignited a fire; in an instant, they were rolling together. Their clothes came off as if they were fighting for territory, each trying to be on top of the other. Upon closer inspection, it resembled some mysterious wrestling match. Ultimately, this evenly matched struggle ended with Wang Chao emerging victorious.
Time passed without either of them noticing. When they finally dressed again, Aivina's cheeks remained flushed for a long time, and the air still carried a hint of their shared chemistry.
Wang Chao lay on the ground with his eyes closed while Aivina lay beside him, gazing up at the moon. It was nearing the fifteenth day of the month; the moon looked like a plump belly. Aivina said, "When I was sixteen, I fell in love with someone I shouldn't have liked. You probably have never heard of him—Zhang Zuofei."
Wang Chao racked his brain but couldn't figure out who this person was; all he knew was that he also had the surname Zhang—could he be part of the Zhang Family?
Aivina continued, "From your expression, you really haven't heard of him. In fact, he's Zhang Fusheng's father and Zhang Yunhao's son. As the sole heir of the Seven Great Families, Zhang Zuofei is utterly unworthy of such a title; he's weak and timid and doesn't know any martial arts—he can't even beat up street thugs."
"A family head like that is truly disappointing; even a young master from a small family would have more authority than him. But he's genuinely kind—he treats his servants well and often cooks for them himself. When alone, he likes to adopt stray dogs and has no desire for power or wealth..."
"I kept wondering why I liked him so much despite being just an ordinary person like countless others in this world. After all, I'm the head of Ai Family! At that time, I was already a candidate for the next head of Ai Family at just over ten years old!" Aivina said as tears began to fall. "I remember one bright afternoon when he wore a clean shirt and asked me if I wanted to walk with him. I shook my head because I had to attend the Ai Family head election! I was a candidate!"
"After that day, I never saw him again until he got married!" Aivina exclaimed. "I don't understand where he went or what he did afterward. Tell me—after all these years of liking him, what was it all for?"
Wang Chao felt that the story was fragmented and lacked clues. He couldn't understand why Aivina liked Zhang Zuofei, just as he occasionally thought of Liu Xiaoxiao. Liu Xiaoxiao was quite ordinary in appearance, couldn't cook, and had a bad temper, yet Wang Chao couldn't forget her, especially the day he held her lifeless body, now a Zombie, and wept.
But love was inherently inexplicable. Perhaps it was because the sun had shone brightly that day, or perhaps it was because he had received praise from his boss.
Meeting again brought no resolution; parting left lingering memories.
"I regret it so much!" Aivina finally transformed her inexplicable sorrow into a sigh. She continued, "But the night before, I gave myself to him and left behind Aikun'er. Therefore, I cannot allow Aikun'er to be harmed in any way. Do you understand?"
Wang Chao never expected that Aikun'er was actually Zhang Fusheng's half-sister. "I just don't understand why you treat me as your imagined version of him. I'm not weak or timid; I won't adopt stray dogs out of boredom or smile faintly when someone bullies me as if nothing happened. We're too different!"
Aivina shook her head and said, "I don't know if you resemble him anymore; it doesn't matter. I only hope that our conflict, regardless of who wins or loses, doesn't affect Aikun'er. This is my only request—no, my sole plea. I believe you can manage that!"
"Oh, so you see yourself as a reward," Wang Chao opened his eyes and replied. "If that's the case, you're at a disadvantage because I've never thought about what to do with Aikun'er. Perhaps you're being too sensitive!" With that, Wang Chao stood up, brushed off the dust from his clothes, and said, "It's getting dark; we should return to our respective camps."
Aivina also stood up and stretched lazily. "Yeah, following you around all day isn't ideal. Remember what you said: don't let Aikun'er be in any danger. I don't want another incident like what happened at Anfei Safe Zone. Maybe next time we meet, I'll kill you. So, goodbye!"
With that, Aivina jumped directly from the high building. Wang Chao wasn't foolish enough to think she was committing suicide; he realized that Aivina's strength had significantly increased since their last encounter. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to overpower him several times before. This was something worth pondering. Wang Chao shook his head and walked downstairs.
"Just like Aikun'er, she's truly a woman whose thoughts are hard to comprehend!" Wang Chao sighed.
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