Category: After Being Forced to Marry, I was Pampered to Heaven

Fan Xing looked at He Qingmo in surprise, but the man’s expression remained indifferent, as if he hadn’t heard anything. Concerned, Fan Xing suggested, “Should we go check on him?” He Qingmo, however, gently pushed him back into the chair and, while disinfecting his hands with medical alcohol, casually replied, “Don’t bother; he’s fine like…

Fan Xing’s mind was in chaos. What was going on? Could it be that Eric was the nephew of He Qingmo, who had gone missing? In that case, didn’t he become… Fan Xing felt a headache coming on; he really didn’t want to face this reality. He Qingmo also noticed him, observing his bewildered and…

Fan Xing didn’t want to see Eric like this. Eric should always be confident and proud, able to face any situation with calmness. He should be the young man who can excel in math competitions, effortlessly handling fights with troublemakers. When did Eric become like this? It was as if the whole world had abandoned…

Fan Xing looked at him, suppressing his anger and calmly asked, “Is everything you said true?” Xiao Yu confessed unapologetically, “Absolutely true.” “Scum! You’re a despicable criminal! I’ll make you pay!” Fan Xing couldn’t contain his anger any longer and rushed forward, intending to give the scum a beating. However, He Qingmo grabbed his wrist,…

Fan Xing, feeling uneasy, avoided the eager gaze of the man and continued softly, “Although my brother always likes to tease me, I know he treats me well. So, I’ve always felt fortunate that my brother is the person I’ve met. During the half-month when my brother went abroad for work recently, I found that…

“Ah…” The man’s kisses were too intense, and Fan Xing could hardly catch his breath, only managing to emit soft protests from his throat. To prevent suffocating his little friend, He Qingmo reluctantly moved away from those soft lips. His delicate kisses landed on Fan Xing’s cheeks, ears, and neck, spreading gradually. Fan Xing’s brain…

Watching Fan Xing’s face turning pale like paper, He Qingmo’s heart was filled with both pity and regret in an instant. He wanted to hug Fan Xing tightly and apologize, but given the current condition of the child, it wasn’t appropriate. Therefore, he had to suppress these emotions, holding Fan Xing and heading back home.…

“I didn’t!” As soon as the man’s voice fell, Fan Xing’s denial came out involuntarily. After saying it, he regretted it. It was like confessing without being prompted. The man didn’t speak, just looked at him, his deep eyes unwavering. It seemed emotionless at first glance, but Fan Xing could inexplicably see worry, concern, and…

The elevator stopped at the top floor, and when the doors opened, Fan Xing encountered Song Yang, who was on the phone and about to go downstairs. Since Song Yang was preoccupied with the call, he gestured towards a room and then entered the elevator himself. Fan Xing wanted to ask about He Qingmo’s condition,…

After a moment of hesitation, Fan Xing chose singing over telling a bedtime story because he had never told or heard a bedtime story before. “Little mouse on the lamp, stealing oil but can’t get down, meow, meow, meow…” “Haha!” Before Fan Xing could finish singing, the man on the other end burst into laughter.…

When Fan Xing returned to the dorm, everyone was already washed up and lying in bed playing on their phones. Seeing him enter, several people inexplicably threw their phones aside and sat up as if startled. “Hey, our Snow White is finally back.” “What Snow White? How cliché? Please call me the newly crowned flower…

“Um, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” Fan Xing quickly apologized once he realized what he had done. He leaned back, attempting to create some distance between them. However, in that position, no matter how hard he tried, the gap between them didn’t widen much. The man turned to him, and their noses almost touched.…

Fan Xing’s earliest impression of his home country should have been of Jiangnan. When he was a child, his grandmother would often hold him and hum the melodious and melodious tunes of Jiangnan, using the soft and pleasant local dialect to depict the beauty of their hometown for him. Back then, he could imagine the…

Suddenly, a scene from the day in the hallway flashed in Fan Xing’s mind. He had been pressed against the wall by the man. His face turned bright red in an instant. He unconsciously bit his lip lightly and felt regretful for letting He Qingmo help him. From this angle, the man couldn’t see Fan…

Qin Xiuming and the others wanted to enter the dressing room to get a sneak peek, but they were all kicked out by the girls who wanted “Snow White” to make a stunning appearance, blinding them with her beauty. Fan Xing couldn’t understand it at all. What was the big deal about changing clothes and…

“Don’t, don’t, don’t!” Fan Xing instinctively hugged his clothes tightly, fearing that these unscrupulous guys would get handsy. After a moment’s thought, he chose a compromise and tried to reason with them, “How about this, tomorrow I’ll go to rehearsal with you, and we can discuss it then, okay? I’ve already taken a shower, and…

The man looked at him in surprise and asked, “Who are you talking about?” “Lü Chi, Senior Lü Chi,” Fan Xing replied. Thinking that he might have forgotten again, Fan Xing was about to remind him, but the man’s contemplative gaze fell on him. Fan Xing suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, and the words he…

The man patted his back and comforted him gently, saying, “Had a bad dream, did you? It’s okay; dreams are just illusions…” However, it seemed that Fan Xing hadn’t heard anything. He stood up and rushed to the sink to splash his face with cold water. He had evidently forgotten about the injuries on his…

On the way back home, Fan Xing remained silent, sitting in the passenger seat, staring out of the window. The child who used to smile a lot had a completely expressionless face at the moment. This was the first time He Qingmo had seen Fan Xing like this. In his memory, Fan Xing was a…

Fan Xing only felt a sharp pain in his left cheek, not sure if it was from a punch or a burn. His umbrella fell to the ground, and the rain started to pour heavily, pattering on his face. Gu Mingyu wasn’t done yet; he raised his hand and threw another punch. This time, Fan…