Chapter 53: Chapter 50: Wishing for a Devoted HeartYe Fan stammered for a long time before hesitantly saying, "Mengyao, uh, are you okay? If you’re upset, feel free to hit me a few times. I’ll be your punching bag, letting you punch and kick me."

    Seeing Chu Mengyao upset, Ye Fan felt sad too. As long as Chu Mengyao could feel better, he was willing to accept anything.

    "Hmph!" Chu Mengyao glanced at Ye Fan with annoyance, then turned her back to him and muttered to herself, "I’m too lazy to hit you. I won’t be angry with you. Why should I be angry? I refuse to be angry."

    Even though she said she wasn’t angry, anyone could tell from Chu Mengyao’s demeanor that she was indeed very upset.

    Ye Fan scratched his head bitterly, feeling like an ant on a hot pan, incredibly anxious.

    Chu Mengyao secretly glanced at Ye Fan, seeing his awkward and uneasy appearance, she felt quite pleased inside, but the angry expression on her face was even more pronounced.

    "Your arms and legs are tender, so you’re reluctant to hit me, right? Don’t worry, you can find something else to hit me with. They say hitting someone helps release dissatisfaction. I have thick skin, so it won’t hurt. No need to feel sorry, just go ahead and hit me." Ye Fan looked around, trying to find something that could be used to hit, but couldn’t find anything except a remote control which was hard enough to be used as Chu Mengyao’s weapon.

    Ye Fan handed the remote control over with clear intentions — go ahead and hit with it.

    "Tch!" Chu Mengyao scoffed, "Feel sorry for you? Reluctant to hit you? You’re feeling too good about yourself. If I weren’t worried about breaking the remote control, I’d have already knocked your teeth out. You wouldn’t stand a chance!"

    "There’s a knife in the kitchen, I’ll go get it for you." Ye Fan said without hesitation, ready to search for a knife.

    "Hey, stop! Why are you looking for a knife?" Chu Mengyao shouted angrily.

    "To let you vent," Ye Fan replied seriously.

    "Hmph!" Chu Mengyao snorted through her nose, saying angrily, "It’s unreasonable to use a knife to vent."

    "As long as you can vent, even stabbing me a few times is fine." Ye Fan said woodenly.

    "I won’t use a knife to draw your blood and cut your flesh. You’d better forget about this idea. Besides, even if your flesh and blood were cut, I don’t need it — it’s just uncomfortable to look at." Chu Mengyao puffed her cheeks.

    Ye Fan said earnestly, "Who says my flesh and blood are useless? I could make meat buns for you to vent."

    "You, you, you... you’re so annoying, trying to make me eat human meat buns and become a villain. I’m not talking to you anymore," Chu Mengyao yelled in exasperation, looking pitiful as if she was about to cry, causing Ye Fan to sweat coldly on his forehead.

    "I didn’t, I really didn’t." Ye Fan hurriedly explained.

    "You did, you did, you absolutely did. Explaining is just concealing." Chu Mengyao accused, allowing no rebuttal.

    Ye Fan was left speechless. If he admitted to it, it would just make things worse — wouldn’t that make Chu Mengyao even more upset?

    Their conversation was strange, and the logic was equally bizarre.

    Ye Fan was burning with anxiety, feeling restless like sitting on pins and needles. He racked his brains but couldn’t think of a way to cheer up Chu Mengyao. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit him as he remembered when his sister Ye Juanjuan would fall as a child, he would imitate a dog’s bark to make her laugh whenever she cried. Hence, he came up with an idea and tentatively asked, "How about I imitate a dog’s bark for you?"

    How could Chu Mengyao bear to let Ye Fan imitate a dog’s bark? She was being unreasonable and making things difficult for Ye Fan, just to make sure Ye Fan cared for her.

    She noticed how Ye Fan was doing everything in his power to make her happy, getting anxious and flustered. She understood Ye Fan very well — her sadness echoed in Ye Fan’s own heart, and any bit of anger she felt had already vanished.

    "Wah!" Chu Mengyao suddenly cried out, tears streaming from her eyes like beads.

    The emotions within her erupted, filling her body with a mix of gratitude and joy, making her cry tears of happiness.

    "Why are you so good to me? You’re such a bad person," Chu Mengyao quickly embraced Ye Fan, burying her head in his chest, tears flowing freely.

    Feeling the warm, soft body in his arms and hearing the cries lingering in his ears, Ye Fan’s cold heart melted instantly, like the cold snow mountain under the gentle rays of the sun, becoming warm.

    "Stop crying, you’re making me want to cry too." Ye Fan placed his hand on Chu Mengyao’s back, gently comforting her.

    His eyes were a bit moist at that moment. Ever since he was at the training base as a child and forgot how to cry, he thought he couldn’t cry anymore, believing he was devoid of human emotions. But now, he felt a surge of wanting to cry.

    "I’m happy, let me cry for a while. Don’t push me away." Chu Mengyao sobbed.

    "I won’t push you away. If you always stay in my arms, I’d be glad. How could I bear to push you away?" Ye Fan said sincerely.

    "You promised me you’d stay at the villa, do you mean it?" Chu Mengyao mumbled.

    "I mean it. If I say anything false, I’d rather suffer..." Ye Fan was about to swear when Chu Mengyao’s hand covered his mouth.

    Chu Mengyao warned, "Don’t say such things."

    "Oh, I understand." Ye Fan’s gaze softened.

    "In the future, no matter what happens, you can’t leave me suddenly. If you have to go out for anything, send me a message or say something to me — don’t make me sad anymore. And regardless of who tells you to leave, you can’t leave me, even if I might occasionally act spoilt and tell you to go, you have to stay by my side." Chu Mengyao voiced all her demands at once, considering any reason Ye Fan might leave, including herself, to prevent any possibility of Ye Fan leaving again.

    "Even if the sky falls, and the world ends, I’ll stay by your side." Ye Fan assured. sea??h thё N??eFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    "Mmm, I believe you," Chu Mengyao whispered.

    On the second floor of the villa, Chu Biyao watched the screen. Tears were unknowingly rolling down her cheeks. She saw that her sister had found someone who cared for her and truly felt happy for her. Ever since her sister had an accident as a child, she’d become solitary, neither crying nor getting upset, undergoing a huge change in personality. Seeing her sister burst into tears, acting like a little girl and throwing a tantrum in front of Ye Fan, thrilled Chu Biyao, and like her sister, she cried tears of joy.

    Chu Biyao could feel her sister’s inner loneliness. While at her side, she could help her confront everything outside effortlessly. But as she often ran around, she couldn’t be with her sister all the time. Once she was absent, her sister would shut herself off, not letting anyone into her heart.

    But now, things had changed. Chu Biyao knew there’s a man in her sister’s heart.