Xia Sanghuan frowned in puzzlement.
What he meant was quite clear. He wanted to show her around the Leng family mansion.
Although she didn't know what was on Leng Chuanjin's mind, Xia Sanghuan didn't want to stay with this "king of hell".
"I don't usually move around much. There's no need for me to get familiar with this place." Xia Sanghuan flatly refused.
As if he had long anticipated her answer, Leng Chuanjin slightly raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong? Miss Xia, are you dissatisfied with this place? Or are you regretting the choice you made back then?"
Xia Sanghuan took a deep breath.
She knew that the choice he was referring to was her decision to stay in the Leng family mansion.
Fine. This was the so - called goading method.
"I'm not dissatisfied. Since Young Master Leng is kind enough to show me around, I'd better accept your kindness." Xia Sanghuan replied with a smile.
Just then, she was eager to see what Leng Chuanjin was up to.
So, the maids passing by the back garden all witnessed this scene.
— That Miss Xia and Young Master Leng were walking harmoniously among the flower bushes, looking quite intimate with each other.
If Xia Sanghuan had known what was going on in their minds, she would probably have rolled her eyes.
At this moment, she didn't care at all. She walked one step after another in a perfunctory manner, just waiting for the man beside her to speak.
There was no trace of the love story the maids had fantasized about.
The Leng family's apartment was truly as famous as it was said to be. Just this back garden alone was designed by a professional French designer and took half a year to build. It was vast in area and luxurious in architecture.
Precious and famous flowers twined everywhere, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air.
The man beside her didn't speak for a long time, so Xia Sanghuan grew impatient. She turned her head, about to say something.
Not paying attention to her feet, she accidentally stepped on a thick and long branch, which broke under her foot, and she lost her balance.
"Ah!" Xia Sanghuan let out a scream instinctively. Her eyes widened suddenly, and as her center of gravity became unstable, she was about to fall.
The expected pain of hitting the ground didn't come.
When she came to her senses, Xia Sanghuan had fallen steadily into the man's arms.
The faint fragrance of sandalwood and a hint of black pine lingered around her nose. Xia Sanghuan was dazed at first, and then her eyes widened in disbelief.
The man's handsome face was right in front of her, and her heart in her chest started beating inexplicably faster. She quickly withdrew from the man's arms.
She lowered her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and only then did her intense emotions calm down a little.
"Thank you." Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
A look of surprise flashed across Leng Chuanjin's face.
He remembered the familiar fragrance of plants he had smelled during that brief moment of embrace.
This special herbal scent, he had only smelled on that woman!
Could it be...
Leng Chuanjin's eyes instantly darkened. His eyes were like obsidian, extremely dangerous.
Xia Sanghuan could naturally sense the abnormal atmosphere around her.
The last trace of shyness as a young girl dissipated from her heart. Xia Sanghuan raised her eyes and secretly glanced at Leng Chuanjin's expression.
Something was wrong.
She had a bad premonition for no reason.
"I've got a pretty good idea of this place. It's getting late now, so I'll go back first."
Xia Sanghuan intended to stay away from this "king of hell".
Even if he had something to deal with, it had nothing to do with her.
Leng Chuanjin didn't say a word.
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Xia Sanghuan thoughtfully.
Even though she was experienced, a trace of fear rose in Xia Sanghuan's heart.
She was a bit confused about where this fear came from.
Perhaps it was the overwhelming sense of oppression from Leng Chuanjin, a person in a high - ranking position, that made her feel this way.
Without further hesitation, Xia Sanghuan left immediately.
Even after walking a long way, she could still clearly feel the unignorable gaze on her back.
It wasn't until she returned to her room that Xia Sanghuan finally let out a sigh of relief.
She changed into her pajamas. She had no idea what was going on in Leng Chuanjin's mind.
In front of the dressing mirror, as Xia Sanghuan was applying cream on her face, a thought suddenly popped into her head.
Could this "king of hell" have recognized that she was the one in the cave that night?
At the thought of this, Xia Sanghuan felt a bit guilty.
After the guilt, thinking of the man's dangerous gaze, Xia Sanghuan raised her eyebrows. She decided to stay away from this cold - faced "king of hell" in the future.
Meanwhile, in the study on the third floor of the Leng family mansion, the lights were brightly lit.
In front of the desk, Leng Chuanjin looked a bit serious as he picked up his phone and made a call.
The other end answered quickly. It was Fu Lingshi.
He was a bit surprised. "Chuanjin? It's so late. What's the matter with this call?"
Leng Chuanjin tapped on the desktop with his hand, but he couldn't suppress the eagerness in his heart.
He slowly said, "Lingshi, do you still remember where Xia Sanghuan was picked up from?"
There was a strong feeling in his heart, vaguely telling him.
Xia Sanghuan must be related to the person who stole the black - bone spiritual treasure last time!
As soon as he heard Xia Sanghuan's name, Fu Lingshi instantly became anxious. "What's wrong with Huanhuan? Is something wrong with her?"
Leng Chuanjin rubbed his temples. "No, she's fine. I just want to ask where she used to stay."
"Where she used to stay..." Fu Lingshi put down the book in his hand and recalled his conversation with his family.
"I remember. Huanhuan used to live in a village on Qingshan Slope. The environment there was very poor, and she suffered a lot there..." Fu Lingshi said with emotion.
Leng Chuanjin only heard the first two sentences.
His face suddenly turned cold, and his hand holding the phone tightened.
Just as he had thought, Xia Sanghuan was the one who took the black - bone spiritual treasure!
Leng Chuanjin hung up the phone and didn't hesitate for a moment. He immediately went out and downstairs.
"Huanhuan is so sensible. She never tells us about her difficulties. She..." Fu Lingshi hadn't finished his emotional speech when he heard the busy - tone of the phone.
He put down the phone rather speechlessly. He had no idea what was wrong with this guy. He just hung up the phone without saying a word.
At this moment, Leng Chuanjin was standing in front of the room at the corner of the second floor, knocking on the door.
Xia Sanghuan had just set the alarm clock when she heard the noise at the door.
She was a bit puzzled and took a look at the time. It was quite late. Who could be coming to find her...
She opened the door, and the anxiety in the man's eyes crashed into hers.
Leng Chuanjin? What was he doing here?
"Xia Sanghuan, it's you." There was anger flickering in his eyes.
Suddenly being called by her name so formally, Xia Sanghuan frowned. "What's the matter?"
The next moment, without any warning, the hand hanging by her side was tightly grasped by the man.
"You're crazy! Let go quickly." Xia Sanghuan quickly reacted and struggled hard with her hand.
"The person who stole the black - bone spiritual treasure last time was you!" Leng Chuanjin didn't give her any chance to struggle. His face was gloomy.
Hearing this familiar name, Xia Sanghuan suddenly stopped struggling.
She blinked her eyes, a bit hesitant, and then looked up again.
What she saw was the hidden anxiety and the unknown vulnerability in the man's eyes.