Zhao Anan had not taken a shower for a long time now. Her hair was unkempt, clothes filthy and old. She was covered with mud and her hands and feet were dusty.

  Mu Qing stood up and brought a basin of hot water near the bed. He wrung the towel and wiped Zhao Anan’s face gently. Then he moved to her short hair and continued wiping her dirty hands and feet. He changed her into a comfortable, cotton gown and cut her fingernails sitting by her bedside.

  Zhao Anan’s hands had been wiped clean by Mu Qing, showing the original whiteness. Her fingers were long and hands well maintained because she had never done any housework before.

  She was a tomboy, so she did not care about nail paints nor did she keep those shaped long nails. Her fingernails used to be short and clean.

  But she had not cut them for a long time now, and had been unclean before Mu Qing wiped them.

  Mu Qing cut her fingernails gently and patiently as his heart ached for her.

  He had no idea what Zhao Anan’s life had been like during the past few months where she wasn’t even allowed to take a shower. She was a lady from a noble family and had never lived her life like this.

  Before Mu Qing came to Zhao Anan’s rescue, he had watched that building for two days in a row with Lee Duo’s men.

  And they had been the most miserable days for Mu Qing because he had to watch Zhao Anan living with that rough man.

  Though the man seemed to have no wrong intentions towards Zhao Anan, but even then, Mu Qing felt his fuse blow when he watched Zhao Anan spending so much time in close proximity with that man. His heart was flowing like a volcano.

  Had it not been for Lee Duo who stopped him, Mu Qing would surely have rushed in to bring Zhao Anan out of the place right away.

  Luckily, that man showed no desire towards Zhao Anan or hit her in any way. He had just starved her making her lose the energy to run away.

  When Mu Qing got to know that it was Jing Yiran who imprisoned Zhao Anan, he wanted to fly back to A City to stab Jing Yiran hundreds of times.

  Good that he was dead now, otherwise Mu Qing would have done something extremely cruel to him.

  Jing Yiran was a man without a baseline. He had done whatever it took to achieve what he wanted.

  Mu Qing felt angry inside his heart but suppressed it. He lowered his head to kiss her fingers gently.

  After he was done with the fingernails, Mu Qing went to the bed’s edge and started to trim her toenails.

  Before Mu Qing met Zhao Anan, he was a man from a noble family who could get anything he wanted. Because of Mu Wensheng, who was a legendary doctor, the Mu Family had a firm position in A City, and Mu Qing grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth.

  He was not chauvinistic, but had never expected that he would trim a woman’s fingernails one day and that too so willingly.

  Zhao Anan’s feet had already been thoroughly cleaned by him, and now he paused to look at them. Her toes were supple and pretty, just like pearls.

  Mu Qing guarded Zhao Anan until dawn broke on the horizon.

  He watched as the last nutrient fluid went into Zhao Anan’s body and stood up to remove the needle from her arm. Then he tidied up the room, and removed his coat. Lifting the blanket, he slipped under the cover, and took Zhao Anan in his arms. Placing his forehead against hers, he fell asleep, finally.

  This villa belonged to Jing Yichen. When Zhao Anan fell into a coma, Lee Duo received the approval from Jing Yichen to bring Mu Qing and Zhao Anan into the house for the time being.

  At nine in the morning in London, Lee Duo shook his head when he realised that there was no noise coming from the bedroom. He went to the dining room for breakfast without waiting for Mu Qing and Zhao Anan any longer.

  He had wanted to go back home today, but Mu Qing didn’t allow that to happen. Jing Yichen also asked him to keep them safe for a couple of days, so he stayed put.

  Lee Duo had not had such a leisurely life in a very long time and he felt a bit uncomfortable. He felt weird that he wasn’t doing anything, so he kept coming up with something or the other to keep him occupied.

  He thought that the muscular man who had guarded Zhao Anan was determined and good at martial arts. If he was given proper training, he could be a good aid to the Master.

  After breakfast, Lee Duo went to find the man in a hurry. He had been placed in the house where he and Zhao Anan had lived before, except that now he became the one who was imprisoned.

  Around ten am, Zhao Anan woke up from an unsteady dream but she did not open her eyes.

  She believed that she was still imprisoned in that house, so she was not in a hurry to get up.

  Getting up early did not help, so she could just lie a bit longer and conserve her energy to try to run away later.

  But as she moved, she suddenly realized that she was in someone’s arms.

  Zhao Anan jerked up all of a sudden.

  She screamed, and started to kick that person, before she caught a glimpse of who it was.

  When Mu Qing got kicked by Zhao Anan and heard her frightful scream, he suddenly woke up.

  His thighs ached because of Zhao Anan’s kick and his handsome face was distorted in pain.

  But without caring about any of it, he held Zhao Anan firmly and called out to her. “Anan, it is me, stop it!”


  Zhao Anan looked at the man lying next to her in disbelief. She shut her eyes and opened them again, only to see the handsome face still there.

  She raised her hands to touch the face that was so familiar to her and mumbled. “Mu Qing? I am not dreaming, am I?”


  Mu Qing’s heart ached as he pinched her pointed chin. He leaned forward and whispered with love and concern filling up his eyes. “Anan, you are not dreaming, it is me, Mu Qing! Sorry for arriving late and making you suffer so much……”


  He leaned forward to touch Zhao Anan’s lips, pulled them in and soon got entangled with her violently, absorbing the scent and taste of her mouth.