El magnate supremo de la ciudad

Capítulo 9

"I will be here..." Ye Chuhan held the lotus flower in one hand, her slender fingers pointing to the small pond beside the hot spring, "In this pond, I will plant lotus flowers from Jiangnan for you."

Lotus, holding a plum blossom, replied, "Lotus flowers from Jiangnan will not bloom in the Tianshan Mountains of the Western Regions."

Ye Chuhan's smile carried an arrogant disdain for the world, "In this world, is there anything that Ye Chuhan of the Tianshan Snow Sect cannot accomplish?"

Lotus's gaze fell upon the tranquil pond, "Why must the sect leader insist?"

Ye Chuhan smiled faintly and said, "You're being unfair to me. If I were really forcing you, I wouldn't have asked you to wait for the pond to be full of lotus flowers."

It dawned on me instantly.

Lotus's fingers trembled slightly.

Ye Chuhan gripped her hand tightly again, his eyes still filled with that arrogant smile of certainty, but his tone was exceptionally gentle.

"When the lotus flowers in this pond bloom, would you be willing to be like the most ordinary woman in the world, wearing a phoenix coronet and wedding veil, leaving your bride's home, and waiting gently and happily for your beloved to return in the bridal chamber amidst the flickering red candles?"

He smiled as he painted such a beautiful picture.

Beside the hot spring pool.

A long silence followed.

Lotus suddenly said softly, "Does the sect leader still remember a saying?"

Ye Chuhan smiled and said, "What did you say? I think I will remember everything you have said."

The lotus gazed at him, its clear eyes seemingly holding a thousand words, yet they all boiled down to one sentence: "To stay together until our hair turns white, never to turn our backs..."

"Do you want to make such a vow with me?"

Ye Chuhan unexpectedly smiled, his handsome face displaying a warm expression like a gentle spring breeze. He raised his palm, making a vow-like gesture.

"Lotus, we can swear by three claps of our hands that we will stay together until we grow old, never to..."

Ye Chuhan didn't finish her sentence.

Lotus's body stiffened, and she suddenly lowered her eyes, concealing the momentary disappointment and heartbreak in them. She slowly withdrew her cool little hand from Ye Chuhan's hand and quietly gazed at the calm pond.

"I'm afraid Lotus will never have such good fortune in her entire life."

A strange and complex light flashed in Ye Chuhan's eyes for a moment. The light flashed so fast that it disappeared without a trace before it could be caught.

Ye Chuhan of the Tianshan Snow Gate always smiles like a spring breeze. How could Ye Chuhan, who is always calm and composed, possibly suppress the anger in her heart?

"Looks like I'm drunk, I'm really drunk..."

He chuckled softly, muttering to himself, his body beginning to sway slightly. His snow-white fox fur swayed in the night breeze, and his narrow eyes held a captivating allure and a touch of devilish charm.

Lianhua said, "I'll go and call Meiji to serve the sect leader."

Ye Chuhan leaned against her on the ground covered with fallen flowers. His tall shadow had already covered her graceful figure. He closed his eyes slightly, and his breath carried a faint smell of alcohol.

"Help me back."

Ye Chuhan lives in the East Garden.

In the East Garden, where the flowers have all faded, the warm fragrance of the hot springs fills the air. Inside the spacious rooms, there are several study pavilions, and at the far end of the pavilions, on a soft couch, lies the most luxurious cloud brocade.

Ye Chuhan, dressed in a snow-white fox fur coat, softly collapsed onto the soft couch. His eyes were slightly closed, but he still held onto Lianhua's hand tightly. Lianhua calmly withdrew her hand from his.

A gentle smile suddenly appeared on Ye Chuhan's thin lips.

With a swift movement, he pulled Lianhua, who was standing to the side, onto the soft couch. The moment Lianhua fell into his arms, the snow fox fur coat spread out like a cloud, tightly wrapping him and her together.

Lianhua's heart tightened, and she felt herself being held in Ye Chuhan's arms. Her cheeks instantly burned like fire.

She struggled, but couldn't break free.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything... I won't do anything..." He chuckled softly, simply reaching out to hold her tightly in his arms, not letting go for a second.

"I thought you were a block of ice, but I never imagined that holding you would be so warm..."

Lotus lay stiffly.

Her head rested against his chest, and she could clearly hear his heartbeat, one after another, the rhythm getting faster and faster...

However, the sound of such a heartbeat is very heartwarming.

Beneath the snow-white fox fur, their body heat mingled silently. Ye Chuhan closed her eyes, her exquisite face revealing a resilient yet gentle beauty.

"You must know... people in the martial arts world... they all say I killed my father and brother... I, Ye Chuhan, am the greatest sinner in the world... and yet you still dare to stay by my side..."

He held Lotus in his arms, his voice gradually lowering, tinged with a dreamlike daze, "Lotus, why have you come... why... appeared before me..."

The lotus flower remained motionless.

Time passed slowly, Ye Chuhan's breathing became heavy, and he actually fell asleep while holding her.

Lotus turned her head slightly, her clear gaze fixed on the sleeping Ye Chuhan.

She gazed at his handsome face, her eyes clear and bright, like an ancient, timeless dream. Looking at him, she suddenly whispered: