The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

"Miss Bai, you, you must have heard it wrong, we didn't say anything about 'Twilight String'!"

"Yeah, I-we were just chatting about celebrity gossip!"

The brave servants hurriedly defended themselves and tried to make the distinguished guest of the Sucong manor believe them, so as to prevent her from exposing them to their employer and firing them.

Bai Shuiru still frowned and looked around at everyone.

"Even if the person you were talking about just now was Hei Huo Mian, he is definitely a gentle and polite person who would not bully others by taking advantage of his power!"

"Hei Huomian helps poor students and adopts stray animals. He is not a person who just pretends to be famous."

Hei Huomian stood in the aisle outside the kitchen. Although he could only see Bai Shuiru's back, he could still imagine the sincerity in her eyes.

Does she know that it was me who instructed Li You to buy her jewelry to encourage those students?

It would be great if she really was my little brush.

Hei Huomian only felt that his heart, which had been cautiously testing for a long time, was finally granted the softness he had longed for and was gently wrapped in it and comforted.

Hei Huomian walked into the kitchen slowly, his burning eyes fixed on Bai Shuiru as everyone turned to look at him.

After everyone greeted in unison, they filed out of the kitchen at the host's eye signal.

Bai Shuiru puffed up her cheeks, angrily raised her hand and quickly wiped away the tears that were sliding down her cheeks.

"Why are you still crying? You're not the one being talked about."

Hei Huomian frowned and sighed, and couldn't help but take a long step towards the little girl.

Bai Shuiru pouted and glared at the man with resentment:

"It takes only a mouth to spread rumors, but it takes a lot of effort to refute them! Those who still believe and spread rumors are the dumbest. They just believe whatever others say without thinking! How despicable!"

The emotions that were buried deep in Hei Huomian's heart were inexplicably ignited by her complicated eyes.

With each step he took towards her, he repeated her testimony word for word in a voice that became increasingly quiet, aloof, and paradoxically gorgeous, like a cello:

“Does sponsoring poor students make you a good person?”

"Hei, Hei Huo Mian?"

The little girl retreated as he moved forward, keeping in step as if they were dancing, and began to call his name in a low, anxious voice.

“Does adopting a puppy make you a good person?”

What if I am just trying to please you, just to get you?!

Hei Huomian roared his goals and desires in his heart, but he never dared to speak them out loud; he was afraid that he would scare away the little girl in front of him, whose eyes already showed a little surprise and anxiety, and then he would never have the chance to find her again.

"You, you spoke up for the Piaos and conveyed their demands to Mu... the Dark Emperor," her voice became softer and more docile like a dream. "During the Chinese Valentine's Day temple fair, I heard many Piaos praising warmth and caring for them..."

Bai Shuiru was like a docile, petite sheep, being forced back to Zhongdaotai by a strong and ferocious lion, with nowhere to retreat.

Hei Huomian stretched out his slender arms, trapping her between himself and the island, looking down at the delicate softness that was within his reach at any time.

"Bai Shuiru, you have no idea how long I've been waiting! I'm almost out of patience!"

He sighed softly into her ear, and the hot air from his panting breath repeatedly caressed her earlobes, replacing his own burning kisses that frequently fell on her rouge-colored skin.

She could clearly see the blue light in his dark eyes behind his sunglasses, but she couldn't read the desire and emotion in them. She subconsciously responded with doubt and a trembling voice:

"what?"

Almost two minutes passed before I heard him let out an imperceptible sigh.

"I am very grateful for your trust in me."

The male voice in Bai Shuiru's ear began to gradually return to its former gentleness, and even had a hint of alienation.

"It's late, go to bed early."

Hei Huomian took a half step back, put his arm around her waist, led the obedient little girl out of the kitchen, and walked her back to the bedroom door.

"Hei Huo Mian, I believe in you."

Bai Shuiru's cool and soft little hand gently covered his hand hanging at his side; the touch, which was not smooth because of handicraft, made Hei Huomian feel its presence more real.

She took his heavy and broad hand with her small hand, lowered her eyes and whispered "good night", then with slightly red cheeks she quickly pushed the door open and walked in, gently closing it.

If you were really my little brush, would your trust in me be biased? Would you still be sure that I didn't do this?

Hei Huomian stood at the door of Bai Shuiru's bedroom, lowered his eyes and took a deep breath, then he heard his mother Jing Youxi's worried voice coming from the stairs.

"Mianmian!"

The parents looked at him with frowns, mobile phones in their hands, obviously having learned about a series of "scandals" about their son.

"Dad, Mom, are you still awake?"

Hei Huomian pushed open the door of the study and invited his parents in to discuss in detail.

As soon as Jing Youxi sat down, he asked with a worried look on his face:

"Are all those unscrupulous things done by those people behind the scenes true?"

Hei Huomian crossed his legs leisurely, nodded, and slowly recounted the evil deeds done by his enemy:

"Opening up special areas in the underworld for people who have committed crimes to hide; forcibly taking away people's life spans and selling them to dignitaries to prolong their lives; abducting large numbers of young and middle-aged men to use their bodies to generate electricity, which can not only be used to transport energy back to the human world in exchange for ghost money, but also to capture a large number of souls."

Hei Zhanze frowned and pointed out the key point:

"The ultimate purpose of their evil deeds, in addition to grabbing huge amounts of money, is to snatch human souls from the human world and bring them to the underworld, forming an army to rebel against you."

Jing Youxi connected the fragments together, pondered for a moment, and was trembling with anger:

"They have used a person to the utmost like this. Aren't they afraid of the law of retribution?!"

Hei Zhanze embraced his beloved wife, cupped her little hand, looked at his eldest son solemnly, and reminded him worriedly:

"The key is that we need to find out as soon as possible who is behind all this.

Have you asked Li You to investigate the whole story?"

Hei Huomian stood up and responded confidently:

"Don't worry, Dad and Mom. I have asked Li You to arrange a press conference tomorrow morning to respond to the relevant news."

Jing Youxi hugged his eldest son.

"Son, there's no need to carry it all by yourself. You still have us."

"I will."

Hei Huomian patted his mother's back soothingly.

"Dad, Mom, go to bed early."

Lying on the bed in the bedroom, Bai Shuiru couldn't help but open her eyes and stare at the sheep doll beside the pillow.

There was no sound coming from Hei Huomian in the doll. Did he stay in the study all night?

The white water rolled all night.

Just after dawn, she received a call from Min Ying.

"Min, Brother Min Ying."

The little girl with messy hair yawned.

The man hesitated and asked slowly:

"... Is Hei Huo Mian by your side?"

Bai Shuiru was slightly stunned, shook his head, and responded:

"He's not here. Are you looking for him? He should be swimming in the swimming pool at this time. I'll go..."

"No need! I'm looking for you."