Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Shen Qianshu had a dream in the middle of the night. She dreamed that Ye Ling was tugging on her hand with a menacing expression. His gaze was deep yet calm, with a ferocious storm brewing in it. The vivid sense of pain made her unable to differentiate between the dream and reality. Her ears were filled with the roaring of the waves.

“How dare you marry him! How dare you!” His voice was suppressed yet furious, with a touch of helplessness. But what could he do? Kill her? It was evident that it was not realistic. He could only express his dissatisfaction and unwillingness.

Shen Qianshu was hurt by his tugging and immediately got up on the bed. She was pinned in his embrace. Ye Ling’s voice was menacing and fierce, with fury and coldness underpinning it. His chest rose up and down continuously. His body was weak, yet it contained limitless strength.

“You are not allowed to marry him. Do you hear me?”

Shen Qianshu was awakened by the yelling, yet she felt sweet inside. She finally saw Master. Was this a dream? Even if it was real, it did not matter. She hugged him happily.

“I want to marry him. Who told you to not return?” Shen Qianshu responded. He acted too much. Where did the split personality come from? Oscar owed him an award. Everyone had been fooled by him.

Poor Butler Luther had been fooled for so many years.

“I won’t allow it!”

Shen Qianshu twisted her waist happily. “I want to marry him. If you are capable, come back personally to stop me.”

Ye Ling’s chest heaved up and down. He suddenly threw her away, pressing a hand onto the bed. The scent of the shower gel still lingered on the soft bed, vivid yet soft. Her heart softened, and she stared at him fixedly. Ye Ling’s amber eyes were filled with indignation, yet there was no fury from betrayal. Just indignation.

Suddenly, Shen Qianshu grabbed onto his neck and pulled him down. Without time to defend himself, he fell onto her body. Shen Qianshu asked softly, “Where’s Noah?”

Her fingers drew circles on his chest as she interrogated Noah’s location. Ye Ling’s head was going to explode. Fury could no longer describe what he felt then. He seemed to have fallen into an inextricable emotion.

“You… fell in love with him.” Ye Ling’s tone was gloomy and cold. “You betrayed me.”

“Ye Ling, it’s always been you from the start till the end. Noah was merely an imaginary character. You are pretending to be him. He is you too. You’re just unwilling to admit it.”

“Nonsense!” Ye Ling looked at the face near him. She lay under his body, beautiful yet stubborn, gentle yet unservile. It was the result of his pride.

She… was his life.

Yet, she wanted to marry someone else.

“If the person I’m going to marry is not Noah but someone else, you would have sent someone to kill him before crippling me and imprisoning me in a place no one would ever know of. You wouldn’t even have time to argue with me. Hence, you are Noah, and Noah is you. You’re unwilling to admit it. You’re unwilling to recall those memories. So you let Noah bear those painful memories of your childhood. Master, let yourself go.”

Ye Ling’s gaze was as dark as the ocean at night. He suddenly climbed off Shen Qianshu and ran outside the villa. Shen Qianshu gave herself a harsh slap. The vivid sense of pain told her that it was not a dream.

“Master!” Shen Qianshu chased after him and went downstairs in brisk steps. Ye Ling walked even faster. However, it was a beach, and regardless of how hard he walked, she could still see his back. Shen Qianshu chased after him decidedly.

She knew it.

If she accepted Noah’s proposal, Master would return.

Who’d let you act?

You act so much!