Si Chengze watched as Qiu Zimo’s figure grew smaller in the distance and shouted loudly, "Sister, I’ll wait for you~"
Qiu Zimo did not turn around. She raised her hand and made an OK gesture, her figure gradually disappearing from everyone’s sight.
During the days when Qiu Zimo was deep in the forest, Si Chengze stayed at the iron gate, never taking a single step away. No matter what anyone said, he remained steadfast.
Until the sixth day, when most people believed Qiu Zimo had perished in the forest.
Qiu Zimo’s figure finally reappeared before everyone’s eyes.
What shocked them wasn’t just that Qiu Zimo had survived in the forest alone for so long, but even more so the presence of the wolf beside her.
It was a wolf with only three paws, the kind that had escaped a trap by biting off its own leg—a definitive wolf king.
Wolves have always been the fiercest creatures. Taming a wolf is incredibly difficult, let alone taming a wolf king.
But the scene before them forced them to believe that this wolf king had been tad by Qiu Zimo.
And Si Chengze’s eyes were only fixed on Qiu Zimo.
The iron gate slowly opened, and Si Chengze rushed forward the mont it did, tightly embracing Qiu Zimo. "Sister, I knew you’d co back."
"I always keep my word." Qiu Zimo’s red lips curled into an enchanting, solitary smile.
From that day on, the 14-year-old Qiu Zimo beca the Young Master of the Baimu Organization.
The mories returned.
"Si Chengze!" Qiu Zimo had long since forgotten the na, but she had never forgotten the boy who had once fought alongside her.
"From the very first mont I saw you, I knew you were the girl I’ve been waiting for all along. Those eyes of yours—once seen, they can never be forgotten."
"I’ve always rembered the words you said to , the promise to take ho. It was at that mont I beca certain that wherever you were, that place would be my ho."
"Since you recognized from the start, then why didn’t you tell ?" Qiu Zimo turned her gaze aside.
"I wanted to tell you so badly. But from the very first day I was with you, you made it clear: you could give anything—except love."
"But all I ever wanted was your love."
"Yet your past made it impossible for you to believe in love. All I could do was stay by your side, silently protecting you, hoping that one day you’d finally see . And even if you never did, it wouldn’t matter—as long as I could stay by your side, I’d consider it my greatest fortune."
"Was it you who helped in secret? The one who warned about the traitor?" Qiu Zimo had only narrowly brought down the traitor thanks to that tip-off.
She had never been able to identify who her savior was.
"That’s how I protect you."
"If you had told earlier, those people wouldn’t have even had a chance."
"I wanted to guard you in my own way."
Qiu Zimo gazed at the man before her. He was still as handso as ever, but his expression lacked the usual carefree defiance, devoid of cautious hesitancy. All that remained was the deep affection of a man who loved a woman.
In Qiu Zimo’s eyes, the boys who stayed around her were rely there for amusent, purely for her entertainnt. When she liked them, she’d keep them around; when she didn’t, she’d send them away without hesitation.
But Si Chengze was different.
Qiu Zimo did not like this kind of feeling. Deep within, she even rejected it. Yet the stronger her rejection, the more intense that unfamiliar feeling beca.
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