Every time the prince opens his eyes, he sees

He Yaoyao sat up, stretched out her hands to feel the warm sunshine, a happy smile on her face.

At this moment, she seemed to be able to feel the purest beauty in life, and all her worries and sorrows dissipated with the warm sunshine.

Xie Nicholas Tse looked at her satisfied expression and his heart was filled with happiness.

He gently took her hand and they walked out of the tent together.

On the top of the mountain, the morning mist gradually dissipated, and the mountains in the distance appeared clearer and more magnificent under the shining sun.

He Yaoyao took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling the gift of nature, and her heart was filled with peace.

"Tingxuan, thank you for giving me such wonderful memories." He Yaoyao turned to look at Xie Tingxuan, her eyes full of attachment.

Xie Tingxuan smiled slightly and held her in his arms, "Yaoyao, as long as you are willing, I will give you more beautiful memories. I hope that every day of ours will be filled with love and happiness."

He Yaoyao leaned on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her heart filled with a sense of security.

She knew that this man would use his all to protect her and love her.

The two stood quietly on the top of the mountain, enjoying the tranquility and beauty.

The sunlight shines on them, as if covering them with a golden coat, making them look even happier and sweeter.

As time went by and the sun rose higher, they began to pack up and prepare to go down the mountain.

Although they were reluctant to leave, they knew that this was just the beginning of their wonderful journey and there would be more beautiful scenery waiting for them to appreciate in the future.

On the way down the mountain, they talked about their future plans.

Nicholas Tse said he wanted to take He Yaoyao to travel around the world and see all the beautiful scenery.

He Yaoyao excitedly talked about where to start the first stop.

After these days of close interaction, Xie Tingxuan could feel that He Yaoyao's dependence on him had deepened.

If she couldn't see him for a long time, she would call him and look for him everywhere, anxiously, as if she couldn't live without him.

But Nicholas Tse felt that something was missing.

It was his kindness to her that made her feel touched and dependent on him, but it seemed that there was no love.

But he had done everything he could to be good to her, and he had racked his brains to think of and put into action the romance he wanted for her.

……

Nicholas Tse brought He Yaoyao to a sea cruise for dinner.

Suddenly, an emergency call came in.

He took a look and said, "Yaoyao, wait for me for a moment. I'm going to answer a phone call."

"it is good."

He Yaoyao sat and waited for a while, but still no Xie Tingxuan came.

She became a little anxious.

After looking left and right, he finally stood up and decided to go find him.

At this moment, a blond, blue-eyed foreigner suddenly blocked her way and said in broken Chinese, "Miss, my boss wants to see you. Please follow me."

He Yaoyao was startled when she saw the malicious intent in his eyes. She quickly stepped back and replied in fluent English, "No, thank you. My husband will be here soon."

"Don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit."

The man didn't waste any more words, but grabbed her with his backhand and prepared to take her away roughly.

He Yaoyao instinctively rolled sideways and kicked the man on the shoulder, suppressing him. This skillful method of defeating the enemy shocked He Yaoyao.

Could it be that he also knows self-defense?

Nicholas Tse had never told her this.

But anyway, it came in handy today.

"Who is your boss?" she asked harshly.

"If you come with me, you will understand. You'd better cooperate. Your husband is in our hands." The restrained foreigner still looked arrogant.

However, after hearing what the other party said, He Yaoyao did cooperate and let him go.

Knowing that he couldn't beat He Yaoyao, the other party didn't use brutal means this time. Instead, he snorted coldly and walked forward. He was certain that the other party would catch up.

He Yaoyao followed closely behind, feeling nervous and anxious.

After passing through several narrow corridors, they arrived at the door of a luxuriously decorated box.

The foreigner pushed open the door and motioned He Yaoyao to come in. He Yaoyao took a deep breath, adjusted himself, and stepped in.

The lights in the box were dim, and in the middle sat a stern-faced middle-aged man in a suit. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at her coldly.

When he saw He Yaoyao, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You do look quite attractive. No wonder Xie Nixuan is crazy about you." His voice was low and magnetic, yet it carried an unquestionable authority. "Please take a seat."

He Yaoyao ignored his invitation and asked directly: "Where is Xie Tingxuan? What did you do with him?"

The middle-aged man clapped his hands lightly, and then saw two men in black escorting Xie Tingxuan, who was beaten and covered in blood, out of the dark room.

He Yaoyao couldn't hold back when she saw him like that. Her eyes turned red and she asked angrily, "You hit him!"

"I did hit him," the other man admitted directly, then changed his tone, "It's just hitting him. It's boring to let him passively endure it. It's more interesting to watch him torture himself, don't you think?"

He Yaoyao felt an ominous premonition in her heart.

"What do you want to do?"

The middle-aged man took advantage of her unpreparedness, pulled out a pistol and put it against her neck.

Then he looked at Xie Tingxuan coldly, "Xie Tingxuan, I heard that this woman is your weakness, then let me see how much you love her. Now I want you to cut off one of your fingers, can you do it? Otherwise, I will cut off one of her fingers."

Another of his men drew the short knife from his waist and came over, aiming at He Yaoyao's fingers and about to attack. Xie Tingxuan shouted, "Don't touch her, I'll cut her."

Xie Tingxuan's eyes were firm and resolute. He slowly raised his hand, and the dagger in his hand flashed with cold light.

He Yaoyao's heart was broken. She shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face as she cried out, "Ting Xuan, don't! You can't do this!"

The middle-aged man had a sneer on his face, as if he was appreciating this battle of emotions and wills.

He tapped He Yaoyao's cheek lightly with his pistol and said, "Hurry up, my patience is limited."

Xie Tingxuan ignored He Yaoyao's crying. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and cut off a piece of his thumb.

The men applauded in amazement, "What courage! You are indeed a romantic."

"Next, let's start with the face. Do you want her to be disfigured, or do you want to disfigure yourself?"

"I'll do it." He slashed his face again without hesitation.

He Yaoyao's heart was torn apart when she witnessed this scene. She had never seen such a cruel scene, and she could not imagine that Xie Tingxuan would do this for her.

Her tears rolled down like beads from a broken string, her voice choked but firm: "Stop! Don't threaten me with him anymore, I'll do it! I'll do it!"

A hint of surprise flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes, and then he returned to his indifferent expression, "Oh? You want to bear it for him? Too bad, I'd rather watch him destroy himself."

"Next is the abdomen. If you stab yourself in the abdomen, I'll consider letting your woman go."