“Thank you for your concern, Uncle.” Jian Dan could barely even keep up his stiff smile anymore. After a hasty farewell, he disappeared into the Ascension Tower.
Su Fa lowered his head to look at Feng Guang. “It’s getting late. Let’s go back.”
“Mm…” Feng Guang dropped her gaze, hiding the emotions flickering in her eyes.
Jian Dan’s sudden appearance seemed to cast yet another veil over the mystery of her lost memories. His identity was something Su Fa had openly acknowledged, but why had Jian Dan called Su Fa a dangerous man? Why had he said he wanted to rescue her?
She had long suspected there was more to Su Fa than what he showed. The system’s abrupt disappearance, her memory loss, and the fact that her past self had chosen this man over Zhong Ran—when all these pieces came together, they only made things more baffling.
The only thing Feng Guang felt certain of was this: Su Fa was far from simple. Perhaps… perhaps even her memory loss was connected to him.
Unconsciously, her hand rose to touch the bandages still wrapped around her neck. The wound there hadn’t healed, so the bandages remained.
Seeing her gesture, Su Fa asked with concern, “Does the wound hurt?”
“No… it just feels a little itchy,” she lied casually.
“Even if it itches, you mustn’t scratch. Otherwise, it’ll scar.” Su Fa thought for a moment before saying, “If it gets unbearable, you can bite my hand instead.”
His seriousness made her laugh. “Do you take me for Xiao Tian Quan? I don’t bite people.”
“If it’s you biting me, I’m willing.”
She muttered, “Well, I’m not willing to bite anyone.”
“That’s because you care about me.”
“I do not! I’m just worried about my teeth.”
“Yes, yes, Feng Guang doesn’t care about me at all.”
The gentle way he humored her left her face flushing red for no reason. It felt strangely like how boyfriends sometimes indulge their girlfriends—no matter how unreasonable her words, he accepted them without protest.
That strange feeling made her uneasy. She couldn’t deny the man’s charm; he could stir someone’s heart far too easily. But until she understood the truth of everything, she told herself she couldn’t allow her feelings for him to grow.
When they returned to Weiming Residence, life continued much as it had in the past few days. She still shared a bed with Su Fa, but nothing happened beyond simply lying under the covers.
In this respect, Su Fa fully displayed his gentlemanly restraint. He knew she hadn’t completely accepted him yet, so he never made any advances that might push her away.
Three days later, the Queen of Heaven’s birthday arrived right on schedule.
Feng Guang felt faintly anxious. She feared that once she reached the Heavenly Palace, she wouldn’t recognize a single person—including her own parents. The thought of such an awkward situation unsettled her.
Su Fa reassured her, “Don’t worry. Once we’re in the hall, I’ll be with you.”
Although she remained wary of him, hearing those three words—“I’ll be here”—somehow eased the weight in her heart.
Since it was the Heavenly Queen’s birthday banquet, Feng Guang was dressed to the nines. An exquisite golden hairpin swayed gracefully with each step, and her crimson gown radiated nobility. With her refined beauty and natural elegance, she looked even more breathtaking than a figure painted onto silk.