Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

The first time, the man sat there quietly, letting her hug him, without reaching out to hug her back or pressing his head down to kiss her.

Yao Gongyue cried in his arms for a long time before raising her head, her fair face still streaked with tears. "When we're together, you're unhappy, and I'm sad. Sometimes, I really don't know why we have to continue."

Her nose was a little pink, and the corners of her eyes were also pink, making her look aggrieved and pitiful.

The man looked down at her, his handsome features regaining some of their composure. "Baby, are you sad because I'm clinging to you, or because you're afraid I'll kill someone and cause trouble in China?"

The girl in his arms pursed her lips and looked at him. Two seconds later, she sniffed and said, "I'm afraid you'll cause trouble."

"Then would you worry about other men?"

"As long as you don't become a burden to me, I'm not worried!"

She has always been timid and fearful. There's no way around it; there have never been any men in her family since she was little. If she gets into even the slightest trouble, or if she gets involved with someone else, Da Jiao and Xiao Jiao have to bow and scrape and pay money to apologize. She has no backing or connections, so she can only be careful and cautious.

The man sighed, took her hand, carefully placed the bandaged hand in his palm, and looked up to ask,

"Baby, if we break up today, and in the future I treat another woman just as well as I treat you, pampering her, protecting her, having children with her, and living a life with her, will you be sad?"

Yao Gongyue had never thought about this question, never!

Those who are favored are often fearless.

From the moment they got together, he was always tolerant and accommodating, always trying to coax and pamper her. When she got angry, he would find ways to apologize. All she ever thought about was how to get rid of his entanglement, but she never thought about what she would do if he fell in love with another woman.

Even when she ran away from Japan, all her thoughts were about him chasing after her and what she should do.

He's fallen in love with another woman? This thought seemed to have never crossed her mind before.

Yes! He is a person, a normal man, who also carries the burden of his family's rise and fall and the mission of his country. How could he really just stay by her side for the rest of his life?

A chord in Yao Gongyue's heart was plucked hard by an inexplicable emotion.

He fell in love with someone else? He called another woman "baby," slept with another woman, and had children and lived with another woman?

Those hypothetical scenarios flashed before my eyes; just thinking about them made me feel so nauseous I couldn't breathe. Tears streamed down my face like a broken string of pearls, and I burst into tears.

"I don't want to... Hong Jin... I don't want to..."

She was young and naive, and she was confused about her own feelings. She probably didn't even realize that she had a strong possessive desire for this man as well.

"Don't want what? Tell me!" He gently massaged her left hand fingers with his large hand and looked at her tenderly as he asked.

"I don't want you to like someone else, I don't want you to marry another woman and have children... Waaah..." She cried more and more sadly, until finally, it was as if those things had come true, and a stone was stuck in her chest, making her feel both suffocated and painful.

The man took out a tissue and wiped away her tears. His low, husky voice was soothing. "Okay, don't cry. I could let you go, I let you go a long time ago. Do you think I have nothing better to do than cause trouble all day long? Hmm?"

"But I still feel so sad... You always make me sad..."

"It's my fault... baby, it's all my fault!"

"Actually, I made a tiny bit of a mistake too, though not as heinous as you!" she sniffed, stubborn and spoiled.

The man smiled faintly, "Then let's cancel each other out. I'll apologize a hundred times, and you'll reluctantly forgive me, okay?"

She finally smiled, though her eyelashes were still glistening.

The man's large hand wrapped around her waist, his handsome face rapidly looming in front of her.

"I'm sorry..." he said, kissing her eyes.

"I'm sorry..." followed by blushing cheeks.

"I'm sorry..." Then, her earlobe.

……

He apologized and kissed her all the way, kissing her until she was so confused and lost in the moment that she didn't even realize when she had been stripped naked...

*****

"Hong Jin, I never want to talk to you again..."

Ghost sped downhill, while the girl in the back seat, her cheeks flushed and hair combing, was on the verge of tears. She angrily kicked the driver's seat in front of her.

"What's wrong, baby? Not satisfied yet? Let's go back and continue!" The satisfied man was overjoyed, his eyebrows beaming with happiness.

Yao Gongyue rolled her eyes at him, not wanting to say a word.

Every argument is like this. On the surface, it seems like he's coaxing and apologizing, making all sorts of concessions and compromises. But what's the reality? Not only is he coaxing her back, but he also takes advantage of her completely. She's furious, and he still punishes her. The worst part is that she can't find any excuse to make a fuss anymore, so she can only suffer in silence.

"Hmph! I'm not happy!" She crossed her arms, puffed out her cheeks, and started picking a fight.

The man knew she wouldn't let it go so easily. He glanced in the rearview mirror, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Don't be angry, baby. Your husband has a big surprise for you today!"

"What?" Although her body was still resisting, her lips were already starting to slip out of control.

"You'll know when you go!"

As the car entered the residential complex, before getting on the elevator, the secretary was already waiting there with two lawyers.

Yao Gongyue frowned as she looked at her down jacket, which she was wearing inside out, and Hong Jin's black loungewear. She swallowed hard. "If we go in like this, Mom will think we were just kidnapped and then rescued by them and are now coming to collect a fee from our parents."

The man raised an eyebrow at her. "Looks like you're quite experienced!"

"What I said is true!"

"Mom will just think you've been robbed, and then I'll lead a group of people to rescue you in the middle of the night, and then soothe my frightened heart!"

The elevator arrived at the door, and the secretary rang the doorbell.

The aunt opened the door. Seeing the two girls dressed like this, and with three more people following behind, her heart skipped a beat. "Oh dear, baby, what's going on? Da Jiao, Da Jiao, come quick, come out and see..."

Hong Jin clasped his hands together in a gesture of respect. Even in his casual clothes, his refined and dignified demeanor was undeniable, a stark contrast to the ruthless killer who nearly took someone's life with his car last night.

"hypocrite!"

Yao Gongyue rolled her eyes and stormed into the room.

"Oh dear, baby, you have no manners at all now. How can you say that to Xiaojin? Xiaojin is such a good child. You can't keep bullying him!"

The aunt turned her head and muttered something to her angry back, then smiled awkwardly and invited the person at the door in.

Hearing the commotion, Da Jiao came out of the kitchen and was startled. "Xiao Jin, why are you dressed like this?"

"New fashion, what do you think, Mom? Does it look good?" The man smiled, bowed, and strode to sit on the sofa.

"Mom, Auntie, this is my secretary, and these two are top lawyers from a famous law firm in Beijing!"

Da Jiao and Xiao Jiao exchanged a glance, nodded and smiled in greeting, waiting silently for him to continue.

The man took the documents from his secretary and placed them on the coffee table. “Mom, Aunt, these are all my private properties in China, including the villa where Yuebao and I live now and the shop our family owns. I am now transferring all of these to Yuebao’s name as a betrothal gift. Please be my witnesses.”

The incident happened suddenly, and neither Da Jiao nor Xiao Jiao were prepared.

"Xiao Jin, at the beginning of this year, our shop suddenly changed landlords. The rent that should have been paid at the beginning of the year was said to be paid at the end of the year. So, you were the landlord?"

This is the Second Ring Road of Beijing. The storefront they rented wasn't big; it was just a small piece partitioned off from the teahouse next door. To buy it, you would have to buy the entire teahouse, which has three floors and about a thousand square meters. While it might not be much to wealthy people, it was still quite a shock to their ordinary family.

Moreover, this amount of assets is just the least noticeable part of his portfolio. Just consider the villa, the luxury cars in the garage, the shares in GR, and the other bonds, shares, futures, and even several investment projects in cutting-edge technology companies. If all of these were converted into cash, the numbers alone would probably take them a while to process.