The Mafia King's First Love

"That rich evil capitalist kidnapped my Lihua!" Bobo flared his nostrils and stomped his chubby little foot on the ground. Lu Bojing was terrified.

"Wh-who are you calling a rich evil capitalist?"

"Who else but the man who took my Lihua away?"

"..."

Lu Bojing was amazed by his courage. Not only did he address him as a rich evil capitalist, which was of course, insulting; but he also called her 'my Lihua'...

Are you sure you wanna live, kid? He cried. Don't you know who you are talking about?

Though Bobo was extremely furious, he couldn't help but glance at Lihua, the cat, too. She was so beautiful and adorable that his mind was hesitating to fight Wei.

Lu Bojing didn't know what to do with Qingqing. They didn't take her with them. So where will she go?

His eyes beamed with hope.

I-It doesn't seem like they will be back...So can I take her with me for tonight?

He was excited at the prospect of playing with Qingqing after so long. Bobo was eager too, to meet the new furry company.

They coughed at the same time. Lu Bojing mumbled. "Guess I should take you until Song Lihua is back...How can I let you stay outside?"

Bobo nodded furiously.

Lihua, the cat, harrumphed. She was already comfortable in Lu Bojing's arms and had no intentions to leave his cozy hug.

*Meowww*

He took that as her approval. Bobo tugged his pants. "Big brother Bojing. Can I come and play with her too?"

Lu Bojing brightened. "Of course. Qingqing is very accommodating."

She gave him a look.

The things a Queen has to do for her subjects….A cat's life is hard.

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Inside, Wei was finally relaxed as his rivals were gone. Lihua was still dumbfounded. "What just happened?"

He cleared his throat.

"Nothing."

"But Lihua is still outside."

"Your neighbor seems to like her and vice versa. He will take care of her."

She hesitated. "It isn't nice to suddenly trouble him like this…"

Wei didn't comment. Lu Bojing and the cat weren't any strangers to each other, so he didn't worry.

"It will be fine."

But what wasn't fine at present was the situation at the mansion. His gaze was dark and cold. To think that his enemy would get so close.

It was impossible for Jiang Shan to be here, nor did Lihua actually see him. But unless he would verify it, he wouldn't be able to live in peace.

There was silence. Since it was already late, Wei said, "You should sleep. It isn't good to stay awake for long."

Lihua paused and nodded. Then the inevitable question came. "You…"

"I will sleep on the couch."

She looked conflicted. For Wei's height, the couch was small. She could imagine him not getting any sleep. He might even sprain his back in that weird position.

She steeled herself not to care for him. It was Wei who insisted on spending the night…

She quickly looked away and left in a hurry before she changed her mind. She freshened up, changed into her pajamas and climbed on the bed. She wrapped the duvet over her head and shut her eyes.

But her eyelids didn't feel heavy with sleep. She tossed on the bed from left to right side and again from right to left side. She got up in frustration.

Lihua gently opened the door and peeked through the slit. Wei didn't seem uncomfortable, but she knew he must be. She bit her lip hard. Then she realized he had no blanket on him.

Well the least I could do…

Wei felt a shadow loom over him and he saw Lihua handing him a blanket. "I don't want you to get sick in my house…"

But you are fine with him getting a sprain in his back, her own voice chided her.

Lihua's mouth twitched.

S-shut up!

Wei was thrilled and eagerly took the blanket. "Thank you."

Even a small gesture of her care was enough for him to fly in the sky with happiness.

Lihua hummed and went back to her room. But sleep still failed her. Wei was so close to her. Even if he was sleeping outside, she could still feel his presence in her room.

But even if he was so close, she still couldn't hug him to sleep. She wanted to feel his warmth and wished him to caress her head. She didn't know when she drifted off to sleep lost in her thoughts.

Suddenly, she felt herself standing in a pitch black room.

Where am I? A dream?

The scenery changed in front of her, and she saw a man lying on the ground in the pool of his own blood.

Her heart stopped beating. How could she not recognize that back?

"Wei…?"

She trembled and walked towards him with wobbly steps. Her hand quivered as she turned him. Horrified, she stumbled back.

Wei's chest was bleeding. The ground was dyed in crimson. He wasn't breathing. His Godly handsome face was pale and colourless.

"Wei…?" Tears fell that mixed with his blood. "Wei, w-what happened? Why are you lying like this…Why aren't you breathing?"

She got no response.

No...you cannot be dead...haha...no, no…

She heard a sinister chuckle from behind her. She looked behind, jolted in shock and fear. The man's face was blurry, but his laughter was pure evil.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her up. Lihua could only follow him without any strength in her legs. "W-who are you? Where are you taking me? I want to go back to Wei!" She fiercely struggled as she cried. "Wei!" She stretched her arm towards, but she couldn't reach him. Wei remained lying on the ground, dead. The distance between was widening.

The man laughed. "He is dead."

She froze.

"He will never come back to you. Mourn for him as much as you want."

The man seemed to turn and stare at her. But Lihua couldn't see his face.

"And then become mine."

"No! Get away! No, no no!"

Lihua gasped and suddenly woke up, her forehead covered in sweat. She was crying, and her heart was drumming in fear.

But not for long as she felt someone pull her into his warm embrace.