The Mafia King's First Love

"Ah? Why did the lights go off?" Lihua looked around to see complete darkness around her.

Wei immediately held her hand and pulled her closer to him. "Stay with me, Lixue. It's too dark. You will get hurt."

She tiptoed and kissed his cheek. "You are so thoughtful, Wei hehe…"

Suddenly, she felt lifted in the air and she softly gasped. "W-Wei!"

She didn't know how but he expertly walked in that blanket of darkness without bumping into anything or anyone.

"Woah! How did you do that?" She was utterly impressed and astonished at the same time.

"I am trained to walk in the darkness. My eyes adjust easily," Wei answered.

Lihua nodded her head in appreciation. "That is so cool actually…"

Her back bumped onto something soft and then she felt something heavy on top of her, a certain Mafia King to be exact.

Lihua couldn't clearly see his Godly handsome face, but somehow, a gulp passed down her throat as she could imagine the expression he would have right now.

"H-haha... Wei, we are at a public place…" she stammered.

She felt a big and warm hand cup her cheek with his thumb gently brushing along her jawline. "You kissed me," he said with a tone of helplessness. "Don't worry. We are alone in a room now."

Her mouth twitched. "T-that was just a small peck!" She tried to defend herself.

Wei leaned and kissed her lips. "Even a small peck seduces me."

She coughed hard.

Wei crashed his lips on hers once again and trailed down to attack her soft neckline. It was hard to control herself when he was peppering such hot kisses on her but with great difficulty, she pushed him back.

"W-Wei! We cannot do this now! It's the engagement ceremony tonight," she sobbed.

"But I cannot hold in…" the Mafia King's husky and aggrieved voice whispered in her ear. "You kissed me."

So is it my fault? Lihua lacked tears to shed.

"Wei, please? I promise we will…*ahem* reach home and then…" she blushed.

"But that will take a long time…" Clearly the Mafia King wasn't satisfied.

"Pleaseeeeee?"

Hearing her cute, pleading voice, how could Wei deny her?

A sigh escaped his lips. "Alright…"

Phew!

Lihua pulled his hand out of the room as she was said, "Ah come, come! Let's quickly head back and check what is going on in the ceremony."

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Shen Yang who was at his position outside Jiang Ruiling's room was surprised to see the power off. It had become quite dark. He knocked on the door once. "Young mistress, are you alright?"

"Yes, I am," she said.

"Please don't move or you will hurt yourself."

"Shen Yang. Please go and check what's the problem with the lights. It's uncomfortable here. I cannot sit in one place for so long in this dress. I have to check my makeup too."

"Young mistress, how can I leave you alone…?" He worriedly said.

"It's just for a few minutes. What will happen to me in such a short time in my room?" She raised her brow. "Go."

He hesitated, but in the end, it was her order. "Alright, I will-"

"No need to bother any other guard to keep a watch outside. Just fix the lights and come back."

Shen Yang widened his eyes. "Young mistress how can I-"

"I said go already," she coldly said.

He sighed and quickly left.

Jiang Ruiling heard the sound of his steps going away. She narrowed her eyes. She didn't know how the lights went off, but it worked in her favor.

She picked her phone and dropped a message to a waiter she had hired to do her job.

'Bring him in now.'

'Yes, Mam.'

A minute later, she heard the doorknob outside twitch and click. It opened and she could see a man's figure entering the room. He was wobbly and staggering on his feet as he walked. The door shut with a thud.

Jiang Ruiling straightened up and got in her position. She pressed an option on her phone. "Who? Shen Yang? Is that you?"

"Hmm…" a drunk mumble came from the man.

"Shen Yang? Wait no…You are not Shen Yang. Who are you? Why are you in my room?"

"You didn't recognize your fiance, darling hehe…" he hiccuped.

Jiang Ruiling frowned, thinking that something was weird with his voice.

Why does it sound so different?

"Wen Yaoting? What are you doing here?" She asked.

"Me? I came here to have some private time with my fiance...See now even the lights are off in our favor. Let's *hiccup* enjoy some time to ourselves before the ceremony begins…"

She softly said, "Wen Yaoting. That's not appropriate. Please leave my room. The ceremony will be starting soon."

"It won't until the lights are back anyway. We have got time…" he stepped closer and closer, pushing her back towards the wall.

"Wen Yaoting please go. I don't want this…"

"Come on babe...you don't have to be so shy~ I am your future husband. There is nothing wrong in getting intimate before the rituals."

A smile curled her lips up as she saw her plan succeed.

"Please leave the room or I will."

Saying that Jiang Ruiling walked past him and feigned to escape, but he caught her wrist and pulled her back.

Ouch…

She winced in pain.

Damn he caught it so hard. Bastard!

"Don't run away darling...You are making me angry now. It's just some making out. Don't be so stubborn!" His voice was now stern.

She let out a deep breath. It was almost time for Shen Yang to be back too. Once he does, her plan would be successful.

"Wen Yaoting. Enough is enough. You cannot force me like this…" her voice choked.

"Shut up!"

He pushed hard that made her trip and fell on the floor. The phone slipped from her hand. It shed its soft light coming from it before it crashed on the floor and shut down with the impact.

But what horrified Jiang Ruiling the most was what happened just before her phone shut off.

The light it shed cast upon the man's face and she froze on her spot as she stared at him in disbelief.

Wait, he is not Wen Yaoting…

Then who is this man?

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As Jiang Ruiling ordered him, Shen Yang was in the meter room to check on the fuse. He switched on his mobile flashlight to find the main power supply source.

Why aren't any technicians here? He wondered.

He thought that the hotel staff would immediately send someone to check on this, but there was nobody here.

He walked in and found the supply box. He opened it and began checking on the wires when a shadow slowly crept near the meter room. He shut the door and it clicked with a lock sound.

Inside, Shen Yang was startled to see the door shut. His instincts alerted him that something was wrong and he rushed towards the door.

He tried to open it but to his shock, it didn't budge.

"Hey! Who is there outside!? Open the door!" He banged upon it loudly.

There was no response.

Shen Yang pushed the door again and again, but it was tightly locked and shut.

What the hell is going on? Why did somebody lock me in here?

Then his eyes slowly widened and he felt his heart stop beating for a few moments. The realization struck him, and he smelled conspiracy in the air. Sweat broke out on his forehead.

Young mistress...

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The guests in the main banquet hall were all left confused by this sudden power off.

"Hey what is happening?"

"The lights are still not on. I cannot even move in this darkness!"

"Ughh this feels so ominous…"

"Is something bad going to happen tonight?"

People switched on their mobile's flashlights and with the dim light shining in the hall, they got some relief.

The Old Madam gritted her teeth in frustration. "Wen Qiang! What's the matter?"

He rushed towards her and with the aid of his flashlight, he looked at her. "Don't worry, Old Madam. I have informed the hotel management. They are looking into it."

"What kind of a place is this! This sudden darkness...it feels so inauspicious. If the ceremony gets delayed, then I will hold you responsible!"

Wen Qiang sighed. "Yes, Old Madam…"

Damn it! Why did this happen tonight of all times!?

He felt sour by the Old Madam suddenly questioning his ability.

Standing at a corner, Lihua whispered to Wei, "Wei. Do you think this is a part of Jiang Ruiling's plan?"

He calmly said, "Could be."

So this will definitely unfold some drama that will Wen Yaoting out...

She bit the corner of her lip.

Wei smiled and intertwined his hand in hers. "Don't worry," in the darkness, his gaze was slightly cold as he said, "She said she can handle it herself, didn't she? Trust her in that case."

"En," she nodded.