The dark shadow dissipated, and the dazzling light fell on his shoulders.
The man was none other than Fu Qianchen.
The words "pretty widow" made Feng Yu's ears turn slightly red.
Being so close to Fu Qianchen made her can't help but recall some online comments.
Some people said that since she had become a "living widow" at a young age, she couldn't possibly be content with solitude and would most likely take a lover.
Others said that with her first - rate figure and looks, even if she didn't try to seduce, this pretty young widow would still attract admirers.
"Do you mean those who praise my beauty or those who praise my figure?" Feng Yu asked.
A faint, mocking smile curved Fu Qianchen's thin lips. Only then did Feng Yu notice that this time when he came back, there was a silver mask on his face.
The thin - winged mask was exquisitely crafted, just covering the upper half of his face.
The exposed part still looked sexy and handsome.
This man was shockingly ugly before, and now, with only half of his true face revealed, he was still breathtakingly beautiful.
His cold fingers lifted her chin.
"Pretty widow, feeling lonely?" As his magnetic voice rang out, Feng Yu had a bad premonition.
Just as she was about to deny it, the man spoke again, "How about I find you a lover?"
Even the calm - headed Feng Yu couldn't help but frown slightly.
Fu Qianchen caught that and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, just like a child teasing others and enjoying their annoyance.
But this girl in front of him was extremely good at managing her emotions.
With her bright teeth showing and a pure smile on her face, she said, "In that case, why not find a whole bunch. After all, you, Uncle, are so well - known. I can't just admit defeat."
Fu Qianchen was a bit displeased.
He had embarrassed her.
But this little girl wanted to give him a whole "green prairie" (a Chinese idiom meaning being cuckolded).
There was a sense of satisfaction in Feng Yu's smile.
Fu Qianchen grabbed her neck and whispered in her ear, "I'm starting to wonder if keeping you around is not only useless but also a pain in the neck?"
...
Just as Feng Yu was about to say something, she saw Fu Qianchen suddenly press on his chest.
His lips, which had had a bit of color, instantly turned deathly pale, and he looked extremely pained.
The driver panicked, "Why did the illness flare up earlier? I'll call Master Bai right away!"
Fu Qianchen's face changed drastically. His deep, black eyes now glowed with a terrifying, wolf - like light.
Feng Yu squinted her eyes, grabbed his wrist, but was suddenly knocked away by the man with great force.
His voice became hoarse and terrifying: "Don't touch me!"
"Madam, you'd better leave quickly. When our young master has an episode, he doesn't recognize anyone." The driver advised.
Leave?
Where could she go now?
She had just learned another secret of Fu Qianchen's. If she could walk out of this door alive, that would be strange.
"I know what illness he has. Didn't I say before that I knew he had a hidden ailment? Since I know, I can surely treat it."
Feng Yu approached Fu Qianchen again and reached out her hand. This time, however, the man grabbed her neck.
Fu Qianchen stared at her with his blood - red eyes, "Do you want to die? I said, don't touch me!"
"I'm a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, not a miracle - working healer. Observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation are the basics. If you don't let me take a good look, how can I prescribe the right treatment? If you can really wait, then wait for the Master Bai he mentioned. I just don't know if you can hold on until then."
Feng Yu looked at him steadily with her clear, black - and - white eyes. The pressure on her neck was increasing, making her breathing become rapid.
The driver was shocked.
This girl was really extraordinarily bold.
Her boldness exceeded all his expectations.
She didn't seem like an 18 - year - old girl waiting to be married at all.
Even men who had seen the world rarely had her kind of composure.