Rebirth Of The Villainess: Young Master Lu's Wicked Wife

"Please…"

Her soft feminine voice reached his ears. Yan Xiuchen felt something stirred inside of him as he looked at the helpless woman in front of him. The sound of his footsteps coming towards her frightened her.

"Please help me. Someone drugged me and I was forced to be here."

Yan Xiuchen then scoffed inwardly. Of course she was forced to come here against her will. No sane woman would come here willingly to spend a night with him just to give Mr. Wan the favor he'd been seeking from him.

Still, he had to agree that the woman Mr. Wan sent to his bed tonight was very beautiful. Yan Xiuchen reached out and removed her blindfold, allowing him to see such a pair of magnificent, expressive brown eyes that were shining with tears. He could clearly see the hopelessness reflected in her eyes.

The more he looked at her, the more Yan Xiuchen felt that he'd seen this face somewhere else. It then dawned to him where he'd seen her. In a billboard along the main highway of Shenjing promoting a TV Series where she starred in.

What was her name again? He pondered, but he couldn't seem to remember her name as he'd never been interested in the world of beautiful stars. Yan Xiuchen would rather not look their way as it only reminded him how lonely and how hideous his face was.

Before the woman could get a better look of him, Yan Xiuchen stepped back and turned his head sideways to hide the scars on his face. He could hide his chest and left arm that were injured during the car crash, but he cannot easily hide his face from everyone.

Most people avoided making eye contact with him, flinching whenever they were in his presence. This only reminded Yan Xiuchen that he was unwanted, and unlike the rest of his brothers, there wouldn't be a woman in his life.

When he heard Lu Qingfeng married his childhood friend, Su Xiaofei and met the woman for the first time, Yan Xiuchen paid attention to the newlywed couple. He could see how happy Lu Qingfeng was and how Su Xiaofei adored her husband. It somewhat made Yan Xiuchen remember how lonely his life was and couldn't help but wonder if he would be able to experience the happiness Lu Qingfeng had.

But what woman would want to date or marry a man with a grotesque face like him? Yan Xiuchen mocked himself for even thinking of such impossibility. Even now, being in the same room with such beauty, he had no doubt that this woman would react the same way as the rest once she had a good look on his face.

"Where are we?" The woman blinked her eyes, trying to adjust her eyes from her new environment.

"In a private hotel room. Don't worry, I won't make any advances towards you." Yan Xiuchen replied, thankful that the only source of light was coming from the lampshade next to the bed. This woman wouldn't be able to see his face fully unless he turned to face her.

The woman didn't reply. Her eyes were red and it was obvious that she couldn't move at all from the bed. Suddenly, she burst into tears which sent Yan Xiuchen into full panic.

He had no idea how to console a crying woman or how to deal with one. However, as he listened to her cries, Yan Xiuchen felt that someone was stabbing his heart. She might be really scared thinking that she would lose her innocence to someone tonight.

"Are you in any pain? Do I need to bring you to the hospital?" He asked, as her cries were starting to make him more uncomfortable.

It took some time before the woman calmed down, her voice sounded a little hoarse from her crying.

"No, please don't." She begged him. "My life would be ruined if the media found out what happened to me."

"Your name?" Yan Xiuchen asked.

"What?"

"You are an actor, aren't you? But I can't seem to remember your name."

The woman blinked her tears aways, and Yan Xiuchen could almost swear that he'd heard her chuckle.

"Xiao Rufeng," she said. "And please don't apologize for not knowing my name. I don't expect people to know who I am, considering I haven't really made a name for myself just yet."

There was a moment of silence between them as they regarded each other.

"Mister, do you mind if you cover me up with something? I'm not really comfortable dressed like this."

"Ah." Yan Xiuchen scolded himself for not noticing it earlier. She was lying on top of the quilt on the bed. He removed his jacket and threw it over her figure, but it only covered her chest up to her mid thigh.

"Let me see if I can find a spare blanket somewhere."

He left the room she was in and checked the other bedrooms in the presidential suite, pleased that he found what he was looking for. He roughly pulled the sheet and went back to the room where Xiao Rufeng was in and draped the blanket to cover her entirety, save for her face.

Once done, he settled on the armchair next to the floor to ceiling window.

"So how did you end up here? Do you know a certain Mr. Wan?" He asked.

Just how did this actress get involved with that man anyway?

"No… I don't know him, but I'm sure my little sister does." Xiao Rufeng replied with a chuckle.

"Your little sister? What do you mean?" Yan Xiuchen still couldn't get it.

"What I mean is that my sister owed that man a favor and by sending me here as Mr. Wan's gift, they are now even."

Yan Xiuchen frowned, displeased with what he'd heard.

"Some kind little sister that you have there, Miss Xiao."

Xiao Rufeng laughed. She had to agree with him. Xiao Yunyao almost ruined her for good.