Be Gentle, My Master

"Uncle, is that person really willing to buy my illustrations?"

Holding the collection of illustrations she had spent an entire month working on, Baili Xia looked at the middle-aged man walking ahead of her, still feeling a bit restless and uncertain.

Why wasn't the potential buyer completing the transaction online; why did he insist on meeting in person?

Especially, after entering the hotel and seeing its lavishly decorated lobby, she felt a sudden hesitation.

"Uncle...." She plucked at He Andong, who was walking ahead of her. There was a flicker of unease in her eyes.

"Uncle, why...why do we have to conduct business in a hotel?"

"The client is here on business, of course he is staying in a hotel," He Andong said, a hint of impatience in his voice.

When the elevator doors opened, he pushed her forward, somewhat rudely shoving her into the elevator.

"Do you want to sell it or not? He's offering such a high price, if you miss this chance, you may not get another,"

For the sake of the money they were about to receive, He Andong was still patient enough to coax her.

"Your mother is about to have surgery, we need this money urgently, don't we?"

Though Baili Xia agreed, she still felt extremely uneasy.

Ignoring her, He Andong led her straight to the designated hotel room after the elevator stopped at the second floor.

Seeing the two bodyguards dressed in black suits at the door, Baili Xia felt even more apprehensive, and a strange urge to escape.

To avoid further complications, as soon as one of the bodyguards opened the door, He Andong promptly pulled Baili Xia inside.

In the presidential suite, a man sat on the sofa, but he was not the buyer. The buyer was taking a shower.

After the man poured Baili Xia a cup of warm water, He Andong eagerly carried it to her.

Then the two men left, leaving Baili Xia alone in the room.

At least, the room door was left ajar which somewhat set Baili Xia's mind at ease.

From afar came the faint sound of water spray from the bathroom, which for some reason, filled Baili Xia with apprehension.

She glanced back towards the door, but her uncle was nowhere to be seen.

She had never been in a situation like this before, and she didn't know what to do.

Feeling anxious, she picked up the cup of warm water on the coffee table and before she knew it, she had drained most of it.

Uncle still hadn't come back. Baili Xia was becoming restless and was just about to go look for He Andong when...

The bathroom door suddenly swung open and a figure emerged from inside.

The first time she saw Mu Xiaojiu, Baili Xia was completely stunned.

In her eighteen years of life, she had never seen a man as handsome and good-looking.

He had just taken a shower, only wearing a bathrobe, his wet bangs falling haphazardly on his forehead, giving off a wild appeal.

As for his features, Baili Xia was at a loss for words.

She just knew that no artist in the world could sculpt a face so perfect.

Thick, sword-like eyebrows, long lashes covering his deep eyes, a tall and sexy nose, lips that were even more beautiful than a woman's...

His entire face, his whole being, was as mesmerising as an intricate landscape painting, keeping anyone who looked captivated.

But, this man... he was so cold!

A bone-chilling coldness that made her shiver inadvertently, making her even more uneasy.

The man took a step towards her. For some reason, whether it was because he was too handsome, or something else, Baili Xia felt a sudden wave of dizziness.

It was as if... as if she was getting hotter.

As if a fire was blazing in her abdomen, quickly causing a thin layer of sweat to break out on her forehead.

Was it that the air conditioner in the room wasn't set low enough? It was... it was so hot…