Assistant to My Contracted Husband-Chapter 1705 - 1703: Couple’s Resemblance – Happy Weekend (Part 1)
Inside the secret room:
Hua Nuan looked up at the man in front of her. Hearing his words, she pressed her lips together and said nothing.
Huo Zun stared deeply at the woman before him, then stepped forward, speaking, "Is there a problem with my answer? Or do you see me as someone who would use you as a substitute?"
Hua Nuan tugged at the corner of her lips and shook her head earnestly.
"Not at all..."
"I do have that bit of confidence."
Huo Zun didn’t bother with formalities.
As for herself, she was more conquered by the man.
Hmm, she was starting to get a headache.
Hua Nuan raised her hand to rub her forehead and said softly, "I’ll go out first, so I won’t disturb you."
Having said that, Hua Nuan directly walked towards the door of the secret room. The man drew closer, looking down at her from above, making her somewhat uncomfortable.
"Wait."
Hua Nuan: "..."
Hua Nuan’s eyes fluttered as the man’s large hand fell on her wrist, holding her firmly, making it impossible for her to move.
Hua Nuan instinctively raised her hand, turned around, and attacked.
But to no avail; her body couldn’t muster any strength.
"Hmm?"
"Back then, I did feel your eyes seemed familiar."
Hua Nuan’s eyes fluttered as she heard the man’s wicked voice in her ear.
"Like me, wild, unwilling to give up... never stopping until reaching the end."
Hua Nuan: "..."
So that’s how it is.
Hearing the man’s words, Hua Nuan’s eyes trembled slightly, forcing a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.
"It’s an honor, Mr. Huo."
Being similar to Huo Zun, she didn’t know if it was her blessing or misfortune.
"No need, I couldn’t understand this before, but now I get it; it’s a couple’s resemblance."
Hua Nuan: "..."
Ha, he’s really full of himself.
In Hua Nuan’s heart, there was nothing but disdain for the man, although she said nothing. Then she was led by him to stand in front of Yang Ruo’s photo. The man’s deep voice sounded in her ear. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
"She’s buried in the United Kingdom. When we get married later, let’s go back to the UK together to pay respects to her."
"Okay."
Though Hua Nuan didn’t agree with the latter part of his words, she dared not show any disrespect in front of Yang Ruo, respecting the deceased.
Now she understood.
The words about roses, the longing of love.
It turned out to be Huo Zun’s longing for Yang Ruo.
Hua Nuan’s lips curved slightly, and she heard the man’s deep voice continue in her ear.
"She died when I was 20. I only remember the castle’s outer wall in the United Kingdom, originally all white. Because she slit her wrists on the balcony, by the time I arrived, I only saw the white outer wall with blood-red stains, which looked like pillars of blood, very dazzling."
"That smear of blood-red is a scarlet I can’t forget for the rest of my life."
Hua Nuan: "..."
Hua Nuan had initially been a bit bored, wondering when she could leave the secret room, but hearing Huo Zun’s words, her eyes fluttered.
It took a long time for her to recover.
What, a pillar of blood?
Did Yang Ruo commit suicide?
The man’s voice carried an unmistakable sorrow, making it clear that the sadness emanated from deep within.
It caused the man’s entire aura to become somber.
Hua Nuan’s beautiful eyes flashed, and some confusions in her heart were almost quickly resolved.
"So, you like to paint the outer walls of castles or villas all black?"
