Chapter 74: Let's Find the Light

Chapter 74: Let's Find the Light

The young man hurried back home. He hastily opened the door, his anxiety evident. However, inside the door, a girl in a black dress was bathed in sunlight, diligently painting stroke by stroke.

Her paintings exuded warmth and beauty, calming the young man's heart in that moment. He didn't want to disturb her tranquility at this moment.

After waiting for a while, Nan Huang paused her brush and turned to smile at him, "How long have you been watching?"

"Not long." The young man placed some fruits to the side and arranged them, knowing that the girl would paint them in a while.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Miss, I need to tell you something."

"Go ahead," she replied.

The ten-year-old girl was not very tall, and she hopped down from a high stool, her skirt swaying as she walked beside him like a fairy.

"There are people in the Nan family who want to harm you," the young man said with a clean face and a sincere expression.

He didn't know if the girl would believe him, but he had to say it.

"Oh, that." Nan Huang turned to look out the window at the sunlight, smiling slightly. "I've known for a long time."

She knew that someone wanted to harm her, and she also knew who those people were. But some things couldn't be stopped.

In the evening, in the small villa, the maid knelt with a bleeding head. "Miss, Miss!"

The maid looked at Nan Huang, and in that moment, she saw a terrifying beast, a frightening madwoman.

Nan Huang, dressed in black, stood there alone.

On the ground, the shattered remnants were some of her mother's few remaining possessions, including her favorite ceramic doll.

"I didn't mean to, I didn't know this was your mother's heirloom. If I had known, I would never have... I would never have, Miss, Miss, Miss!"

She had smashed everything Nan Huang cherished one by one.

"You really didn't know?" Nan Huang's voice was icy.

Subjecting a ten-year-old girl to unbearable stimuli time and time again.

She raised the corner of her lips, raised her head, and her slender shoulders trembled slightly, like an injured black phoenix.

"I'll pretend you didn't know."

She covered half of her face with her slender hand, her eyes almost going crazy as she turned to the stunned young man.

"Feng, tie her up. I want to punish her."

The young man snapped out of it. In that moment, he felt disgusted.

He was disgusted with the people on the ground.

If he could, he wished her hands never had to touch this darkness.

But he also knew that she needed an outlet. And he couldn't defy her.

"Yes, Miss."

The only thing he could do was accompany her and follow her every command.

"Miss is a lunatic!" "Miss is insane!" "Why don't they send Miss to a hospital!!"

Such voices never stopped.

Nan Huang stood on the balcony, even after punishing the maid, even after the maid was covered in bruises and barely conscious, it couldn't replace the sadness in her heart.

"Master..."

"Feng." Nan Huang looked back at him, her voice cold. "Am I scary?"

The young man shook his head and boldly walked up to her, wrapping his arms around the fragile girl from behind. "They did it on purpose."

"I know."

"They want to drive you to your death."

"I know," Nan Huang said. "So I taught them a lesson. I thought that after teaching them, they wouldn't dare. But... simple lessons can't compare to the power and conspiracies of those people."

Nan Huang protected herself with extreme methods, but how could a ten-year-old girl face the malice of adults?

"That ceramic doll was the previous owner's heirloom, with a simple value of over a million. The maid broke such an expensive item, but Miss only scolded her, without making her compensate. Miss is too gentle."

Nan Huang couldn't help but laugh, her bitter eyes shining brightly. "They all say I'm crazy and insane, but only you call me gentle. You have a unique perspective."

He remembered one day, the young man was away for a long time, and Nan Huang was studying engineering drawings in the courtyard. When the young man returned, he was carrying a thickly wrapped package. He carefully unwrapped it to reveal an exquisite ceramic doll.

His face, darkened by soot, looked quite handsome as he smiled. "Miss, do you like it?"

Nan Huang recognized that this doll was different from the one she had before.

However, every detail of the doll was exquisite, and she lovingly caressed it, her delight not hidden. "I like it."

She looked at the young man gratefully and continued to caress the doll. "I really like it."

...

Nan Huang's eyes were filled with colorful lights, bustling streets, and busy traffic.

Surrounded by men, he lightly smelled the fragrance in her hair.

After he left, as he grew up day by day, he often wondered.

If he could absorb all the malice, then she wouldn't have to bear it anymore.

If he could absorb all the darkness, wherever she was would be filled with light.

No matter how the world cursed her, he wanted to be the person she saw in her eyes.

Nan Huang suddenly looked up, and Rong Wuye was taken aback.

"What are you thinking?" Nan Huang asked.

Rong Wuye chuckled, "I'm thinking that I must have saved the universe in my previous life."

"Childish," Nan Huang said. "Do you think you're Ultraman?"

Rong Wuye joked, "Do you believe in the light?"

"Hmph." Nan Huang glanced at the elevator and said softly, "Yes, I do."

"Tourist elevators can only go up to the 250th floor. Let's go to the top floor," he said, holding her delicate hand. "We're going to find the light."

...

The top floor of Jiang'an Pearl was extremely expensive to access, usually frequented by influential figures in the Western City.

Rong Wuye had reserved a window seat, and there was a high-powered telescope nearby. It was nighttime, and the starry sky was clear. Nan Huang began to fiddle with the telescope.

Rong Wuye stood behind her, holding her hand and helping her operate it. He looked at her small hand enveloped by his large palm and sighed, "So small..."

Nan Huang shifted her gaze from the sky to their hands. Her hand was of normal size.

First, she looked at the sky, and then she looked at the earth.

"Can you see the Western City Garden?" Nan Huang asked through the telescope.

"Yes, you see, in that direction..." Rong Wuye moved the telescope with her. "Our house is on the top floor, and you should be able to see it."

"I can really see it," Nan Huang murmured. "It seems I need to keep the curtains closed more often."

She didn't like the feeling of being watched.

Rong Wuye sneered, "Let's replace all the glass with anti-spy glass."

"What about the Grape Vineyard?" Nan Huang asked.

Rong Wuye turned her in another direction. "

Look over there, yeah, that mountain. The mountain, and the three connected mountains, are all our private property. The Grape Vineyard is in the middle of those mountains."

Impressive.

Three mountains.

(End of this chapter)