The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 573 - 570: Artwork 1_1

His joy was surprisingly palpable, his voice unexpectedly tender. "Didn’t you? You’ve promised me..."

Whoever promised him that? Ridiculous.

However, Yan Xixi didn’t have the slightest chance to refute. Her consciousness warned her this was a terrifying situation, yet her breathing grew faint.

"Xixi..."

Her starry eyes half-open, she gazed at him in bewilderment.

His broad hand reached out, gently stroking her face. Her flower-like countenance, her long eyelashes, and especially when her eyes shifted, those large, dark, and luminous pupils seemed veiled by a transparent, misty haze.

In his heart, he marveled ten thousand times: truly a masterpiece of Nature’s own hand.

He couldn’t imagine how much painstaking effort, how much of creation’s essence, how many of Nature’s most spiritual mountains and limpid waters had been gathered to craft such a person.

It was just like a person admiring an artwork.

This was the feeling he had at their first meeting. It intensified and deepened with time, never fading away.

She too stared at him in bewilderment.

Perhaps his robust hand was too imposing? It was as if a massive lock had tightened around her from the first moment, a lock ensuring she could never escape despite all the twists and turns in her life.

The man she had once feared so much—why were his eyes so incredibly gentle now?

Heaven knew, how could a person who once feared being extorted one hundred yuan for owing someone a single penny now feel no fear at all?

Deep down, a voice had already whispered to her: He definitely wouldn’t harm me.

This paper tiger only needed a poke to burst.

Was it because this man was just some ’uncouth brute’?

An ’uncouth brute’ who would actually spoil her rotten—just like the ’husband’ Empress Dowager Liu had described: the one who ’foots the bill,’ the kind of person destined to pay for her. Why should she fear him?

Especially today, it was the first time she had seen his face so clearly. His facial features were sharply defined, his eyebrows particularly heroic, and his lips... so pronounced. Heavens, the ’uncouth brute’ had been a handsome man all along!

She had never paid any attention to his true appearance before.

No wonder Xu Xiaoya had said several times, "Third Master is actually quite handsome." Back then, she only thought Huang Xiaojue was handsome; how could Wan Donglin be considered handsome? That hulking fellow, built like a bull—she was too terrified of him to even consider whether he was handsome or not.

Especially since his tirelessness always made her fear pregnancy, she had regarded it as an ordeal.

But today, for some reason, she suddenly noticed this fellow actually had sharp, heroic eyebrows and star-like eyes.

She was bewildered. Had he always been like this, or had he suddenly undergone plastic surgery???

Moreover, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t recall what he used to look like—it was all a blur, her mind a muddle.

The more she thought, the more her eyes darted around.

Wan Donglin watched her expressions with fascination. He felt himself almost drown in the clear, rippling pools of her eyes. My heavens, could she please not look with those curious, pitifully endearing doe-like eyes?

Could she not be like the first rose of morning, freshly bloomed?

Especially when his gaze drifted downwards, slowly settling on the beautiful pattern of her dress, his breathing became utterly rushed and chaotic...

(...Due to understandable reasons, tens of thousands of words are omitted here. Everyone, feel free to imagine. I believe your imagination is definitely richer and more creative than the author’s. My dear readers, you can do this...hahahaha.....)