Volume 1, Chapter 31: You Are Forbidden to Harbor Improper Thoughts About Me!

Lu Miao had a rebellious streak; the more she was intimidated, the less she would behave.

Standing on her tiptoes, she arrogantly widened her drunken, almond-shaped eyes to glare at the stern-faced Fu Shiyue. She huffed pettishly, "Who are you to me? Why should I listen to you?"

Not only was the young girl unafraid, but she boldly reached out to push against his sturdy chest. However, despite several attempts, she couldn't budge him, and her wrist was quickly captured by the man.

"You ask who I am to you?" The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he let out a low, gravelly voice. His dark, deep eyes locked onto hers. "Have you forgotten what you called me in front of your cousin just because you’re drunk?"

Lu Miao froze for a moment, only then recalling, a beat too late, that she had called him "Brother Shiyue" just to spite Lu Qingcheng.

Her flushed cheeks grew hot instantly. She lost her bravado, dared not meet the gaze of the dangerous man any longer, and guiltily turned her face away, her eyes darting about.

The night wind was so strong that Lu Miao nearly had a wardrobe malfunction; she hurriedly pressed down on the hem of her skirt as it billowed in the breeze. However, the delicate silk fabric of the hem quickly wound itself around the man’s black dress trousers, looking exactly like a hibiscus flower blooming in the dark of night—strikingly beautiful.

She pulled it away once, but the hem rebelliously wrapped around him again.

Blushing to the tips of her ears, Lu Miao bit her lip in embarrassment and simply clamped her legs together to hold the skirt down.