Chapter 2.2

Yan Qing imagined Huo Yunshen’s house would be a luxurious mansion with its own courtyard and surrounding properties. She didn’t expect the car to drive into a residential area in the northern old city. Only one household was lit. The light from the residence shone through the windows warmly.

Min Jing said profoundly, “Since November 6th three years ago, this light has never gone out. President Huo was scared that Yun Qing wouldn’t be able to find her way home.”

Yan Qing’s stomach gutted. Yun Qing…that must be Huo Yunshen’s love that passed away in an accident. She was a bit touched, until she turned and glanced down at her reddened hand that was still clasped together with his. She no longer felt sympathy.

It was clear that this whole area was Huo Yunshen’s property. Her phone had been taken away too. She wondered if it was even possible to escape alive from here.

The staircase was narrow, obviously an old architectural design. Unexpectedly, it was still very clean. The metal handrails’ paint was clearly a new layer too.

Huo Yunshen lived on the third floor. His consciousness was a bit murky, so Min Jing and a few other assistants carefully assisted him in. But his hands never let go of Yan Qing.

In the bedroom, Huo Yunshen reclined onto the large bed. As the others silently watched, Yan Qing pressed her temples while anxiously squatting next to the bed, using a whisper to coax him. After saying a bunch of soft nothings, the big boss finally loosened his grip. Yan Qing hurriedly withdrew her hand.

“Yun…” Min Jing paused and modified his address, “Miss Yan. Do you mind talking in the living room?”

Yan Qing was ready to get out of the room anyways. As she exited, her eyes swept over the room and wondered how someone as stiff as Huo Yunshen had interior design and furniture that matched completely with her aesthetics.

She had to admit. The public assessment of him was right. Huo Yunshen was goodlooking, which made his popularity understandable. It was like moths to a flame.

In the living room, Yan Qing and Min Jing sat down facing each other tensely.

Min Jing passed her a photo.

Yan Qing didn’t take the photo from him. She was on high alert, “What do you mean by this?”

Min Jing did not want to miss any expression on her face. “You’ll understand why he reacted this way to you when you see this.”

Yan Qing skeptically reached out her hand. As soon as she looked down at the photo, her heart trembled.

The photograph was a picture of Huo Yunshen and a girl. He looked much younger in the photo. He wore a white button-up. His eyes were full of arrogance tied with a youthful rebellious aura. Without much expression, he looked straight at the camera, as if he didn’t have a care in the world. Yet his arms still possessively embraced the girl next to him.

The girl carried a bright youthful smile. She sweetly leaned her head on his chest. Her face looked 90% similar to hers.

Yan Qing finally found her voice. “This is Yun Qing?!”

Min Jing frowned at her reaction. She really didn’t know. She wasn’t pretending.

Slowly, he explained. “This is Yun Qing. She met President Huo when she was 13. They confirmed their relationship when she was 16. At 18, they promised to be together forever. At 19, she was taken by people from the Yun family right outside of this house. The private plane she was placed on was in an accident. There was no corpse, nor any sign of her survival. She’s been missing ever since.”

“Don’t look at me like that.” Yan Qing’s hand was shaking a little. She tried to steady her voice, “It’s not like she and I look exactly alike. But even if we were identical, I’m still not her.”

Min Jing asked, “What do you mean not exactly alike. This picture was taken when Yun Qing was 16. If she is still alive now, she should look just like you now.”

No matter how good her temper was, Yan Qing couldn’t stand this sudden mistaken identity case anymore. She straightened her back, and pulled out her ID. With righteousness, she argued, “We don’t need to speak of hypotheticals. I can definitely tell you that my last name is Yan. I emigrated to Canada with my parents when I was 6. I remember my life clearly. I know what I was doing, where I was, and who I was with for every year of my life. I don’t know Huo Yunshen!”

Min Jing choked back his words and pursed his lips. His usually glib tongue suddenly felt useless.

To Huo Yunshen, Yun Qing was his entire life. For the past three years, he’s been living as if he was already dead. To enact revenge,  to gain power so that he could turn the world upside down searching for her, Huo Yunshen mercilessly took control of Huo Corporation and took his place in the highest seat. Everyday, he was more and more numb.

As an onlooker, Min Jing could only fear for him. He even wished that Yun Qing’s death could be confirmed so that Shen ge wouldn’t have to live in purgatory’s torment. Finally, three years passed, and the death status was officially declared. But he never expected for Shen ge to make plans to end his own life.

In the end, Min Jing realized Huo Yunshen would never be able to move on. His blood, flesh, and soul died the day that Yun Qing disappeared. Being able to sustain until today was his limit. But now…things were different.

Min Jing pushed his glasses up. “Then Miss Yan, did you know that if you didn’t stop him today, he would have jumped off that bridge where he and Yun Qing had promised to meet. He wouldn’t have the chance to meet you. You wouldn’t be sitting here now. So no matter whether you are or not Yun Qing, it is true that you saved his life.”

Yan Qing felt uneasy. “So it’s my fault for saving his life?”

“Yes. The fault is that you look like Yun Qing, and you saved the man that is crazily in love with her.”

Just as Min Jing finished speaking, a sudden bang sounded from the bedroom. Something shattered to the floor, followed by the sound of someone falling from the bed.

Min Jing stood up.  Just as he was about to head for the bedroom, he turned to Yan Qing. “If you want to leave, you can go in and clear things up with him.”

Yan Qing bit her lip. She summoned her courage and headed towards the bedroom. As she turned away, Min Jing quickly reached out his hand and slightly pressed down on her hair.

Before she could question him, he explained. “It’s too messy. You should at least make yourself presentable.”

Yan Qing’s focus was all on Huo Yunshen right now. She didn’t have the spare energy to think too much on his words. She quickly fixed her hair, feeling a bit wronged. What kind of disaster did she inflict on herself? She was just trying to do the right thing but it seems like things have gotten out of control.

But she knew that there were numerous people guarding the stairways. The only way out is to meet with the demon himself. To be honest, for the demon to love one person so deeply, his inherent nature shouldn’t be too bad. Maybe he’ll actually be able to listen to reason now.

Yan Qing optimistically knocked on the door before going in. But before she could even make out the big boss’ expression, she was pulled into the room by a strong pair of arms. She cried out in alarm and kicked out instinctively.

The next second, they fell together onto the soft bed.

Yan Qing felt the man’s scorching breath just centimeters away from her. But more strikingly, all she could think of in her head was…

What is this? Isn’t Huo Yunshen supposed to be a dominant boss of the highest degree? Why does he have the habit of spraying his bedsheets with perfume?

And why is it the same brand that she uses?