Chapter 584: That Nightmare

might not be able to withstand the blow and kick the bucket.However, he still gave An Jia a warning, threatening that if An Pingtong dared to make trouble again, don't blame him for being ruthless an...Chapter 584 That Nightmare

Tang Yucheng forcefully pulled her into his arms and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I just simply want to hug you."

An Xiaotu's body still ached, and she was weaker than him. Knowing she couldn't break free from his restraints, she could only stiffen her body and dare not move.

Actually, she wasn't tired, especially not after just eating; she couldn't fall asleep at all.

I just want to stay away from him.

After a while, Tang Yucheng's big hand reached toward her abdomen under the covers. An Xiaotu was so frightened that her whole body stiffened instantly.

She turned around and pushed him away forcefully, "Tang Yucheng you just said you wouldn't touch me."

"Little bunny, you just finished eating, I just want to rub your tummy for you, it helps with digestion." He softened his tone to explain.

Thinking that just a simple touch from him now would elicit such a strong reaction from her, Tang Yucheng couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness in his heart. This was all the consequence of his uncontrolled behavior last night, scaring and hurting her. He had no one to blame but himself.

"No, don't touch me, I want to sleep." An Xiaotu's voice turned cold as she moved his big hand away from her abdomen.

"... Alright, I won't touch you."

Tang Yucheng took a deep breath, turned her body to face him, closed his eyes, and held her tightly in his arms.

A long time passed.

He glanced at the time and, with the gentlest of movements, released her, making sure she was truly asleep before he let go.

The sudden sense of relaxation made Xiao Tu, who was sleeping soundly, feel a little unsteady. She reached out with both hands and grasped the fabric on Tang Yucheng's chest. Her small hand squeezed it gently, holding on tighter.

Tang Yucheng watched as she frowned at his departure, and after clutching his clothes, her brow slowly relaxed. The coldness in his heart, which had felt like being in an ice cave, instantly warmed up, and the corners of his lips curled into a slight arc.

Doesn't this mean that even if she is angry with him and doesn't want to talk to him, she won't leave him

He pressed down on the emotions in his heart, slowly raising his hand. Though reluctant, he still gently pried open her fingers that were clutching at his shirt, one by one.

If he didn't have an afternoon meeting to chair, he would definitely take half a day off to keep her company for a nap.

Later, he got out of bed and carefully tucked the blanket around An Xiaot Rabbit, leaving the room.

The lobby downstairs

The old butler, seeing his master come down the stairs, immediately took the overcoat from the hanger and presented it to him with both hands.

"Without my permission, Miss Second is not allowed to leave the villa half a step, do you hear me" Tang Yucheng took his coat and put it on with fluid movements, smooth and efficient.

"Yes, sir!" the old butler replied respectfully, bowing his head.

When the master got off work yesterday and learned that the second mistress had returned to Beis City, he immediately chased after her back to Beis City and brought the second mistress back last night. When the master came back last night, his face wasn't very good.

I can't help but feel a little worried: could it be that the master and the second young mistress are having a major disagreement

But looking at it, it didn't seem right. Just now, the master brought up the meal and ate lunch with the second young mistress. Now, the master is saying that he doesn't allow the second young mistress to go out, not even stepping out of the villa...

Outside the villa

Tang Yucheng sat in the car with his eyes closed. After about half a minute, he slowly opened his eyes and took out a pack of cigarettes from the storage compartment.

He drew out a cigarette, lit it, and puffed away clouds of smoke.

White mist shrouded his handsome and melancholy face, appearing and disappearing in a hazy blur, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

He suddenly choked, coughing violently as if he had been reminded of something.

When he put out his cigarette, a sheen of cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his breath became ragged.

Taking a few deep breaths to steady himself, he pulled out his phone and made a call, asking someone to chair the afternoon meeting in his place.

Ending the call, he put his phone away and pushed open the car door to get out.

In the house

The old housekeeper saw the master come back and immediately asked, "Sir, did you forget to take anything"

"No, I just need to take a leave." Tang Yucheng explained coldly, handing his coat to the old butler and quickly went upstairs.

Back in the room, seeing An Xiaotu sleeping soundly, he let out a breath of relief.

After changing into pajamas, he lay down beside An Xiaotu and held her in his arms.

The restless heart instantly calmed down.

Closing my eyes, some fragmented yet brutally vivid images flood into my mind.

A month ago, a kidnapping ring leader kidnapped the daughter of a wealthy business magnate. He was in charge of leading the rescue operation. The gang leader was radical and easily agitated. Upon discovering that the CEO had reported the crime and even involved the military, he refused to negotiate and detonated the explosives on his body, killing himself and the heiress along with him.

Since that day, he started having nightmares. Every night, he dreamt of the mob boss turning into a drug dealer. He couldn't see the person's face, but he dreamt of the heiress becoming a little rabbit...

However, the ending in the dream was the same as the final outcome for that corporate heiress.

In his dream, he had clearly killed the drug dealer, but he couldn't save the little rabbit. He watched helplessly as she was blown to pieces by the explosives...

That dream felt incredibly real to him. Every time he dreamt of the explosion, he would jolt awake immediately, his heart aching as if it were being ripped apart. Each time, the pain was so intense that he almost suffocated.

When he was awake, seeing her lying peacefully beside him asleep, the extreme fear in his heart subsided somewhat.

It is said that he was the leader of the 'Wolf Fang' special forces over four years ago, specializing in anti-drug operations. Many drug lords wished to dismember him a thousand times; it is said that she disappeared over four years ago and was implicated because of him.

I heard from Yisheng that she...

If it were just a dream, his reaction wouldn't be so intense. But to dream about her being shattered to pieces every night, he couldn't help but care, and he feared that the drug lords he had offended in the past might take revenge on her.

He was afraid that if the nightmare actually came true, he reckoned he would completely go insane.

Clenching her thin lips tightly, taking a deep breath, suppressing the panic in her heart, she held An Xiaotu in her arms even tighter.

Yesterday afternoon, he learned that she had run back to Beis City alone. He was both panicked and angry. He was afraid something might happen to her, and he was also angry that she hadn't said a word to him before sneaking back to Beis City.

Even if he brought her back here and hurt her out of control, he wouldn't regret it.

Even if she were to get angry at him and refuse to speak to him, he wouldn't want to risk losing her for a moment.

……

When An Xiaotu woke up, she found herself being held. She looked up and saw Tang Yucheng slowly open his eyes and meet her gaze.

She immediately averted her gaze, pressing her lips together in silence.

"Little rabbit…" Tang Yucheng softly called out.

She still wouldn't speak. He turned her face to face him.

“I’m sorry, I lost my temper last night and hurt you. You’re angry with me, and I understand. Please don’t ignore me, okay”After saying a long string of words in one breath, An's mother caught her breath and continued, “That TuTu’s mother must be lying. Her daughter isn’t dead; she definitely isn’t dead! TuTu might have h...