An Zhaoyao works

Chapter 407

    

ent."There's nothing wrong!" Ye Feimo repeated again. When Kelan returned and sat on the sofa, she smiled and said to her uncle, "Second Uncle, why don't you call Second Aunt-to-be home for dinner Dad...Chapter 407

Sometimes she wonders why Kaka likes Hailan so much.

When she is alone with Kaka, Hailan will definitely be nearby. Sometimes Wu Shuang thinks, "Why don't you go home and let me have some time alone with him Let me enjoy Kaka's affection too."

But she also knows that when they were young, even without Hailan around, Kaka treated her differently from how he treated Hailan.

She used to wonder if princesses are truly more beloved than queens

But she can never become a princess.

Hence, she and the prince don't match.

Somewhat reluctantly, Wu Shuang feels that although Kaka likes Hailan and there's nothing she can say about it because Hailan is indeed likable and she herself also loves Hailan, and wishes them well; yet when Hailan isn't around, why should it be Fang Jiagui instead of her

Fang Jiagui is very princess-like, frail and adorable.

But no matter how reluctant she feels, she has to accept the reality.

She can only console herself that Wu Shuang is a queen while Kaka is a prince. Princes like princesses but not queens.

These thoughts from her childhood until now have become the deepest secret in her heart which she sealed away, never to be revealed again. It's better to live life carefree and not overly cling onto something that doesn't belong to her; it's exhausting and tiring.

"Why bring up Hailan out of the blue" Kaka asks with a smile as he reaches out to hold Wu Shuang’s hand. She has a cold constitution, her hands and feet are always icy in all seasons, and he likes holding her hand, transferring his warmth to her so that she doesn't feel so cold.

Wu Shuang gets up from the sand and raises an eyebrow. "Seeing the sea made me think of Hailan. Since you like coming to the seaside so much, don't you miss her too"

Kaka didn't deny.

Wushuang suddenly clapped her hands and, with great interest, grabbed Kaka and said, "I'll ask you a question. You have to honestly answer me."

"Tell me the question then," Kaka smiled warily; from Wushuang's expression, he could tell it wasn't going to be an easy one.

Wushuang narrowed her eyes and her lustrous purple eyes sparkled in the sunlight as she said with a smile, "It’s such a simple question. If Hailan returns, would you choose Fang Jiaqi or Hailan"

Kaka was taken aback; Wushuang's smile grew broader and her deep gaze focused on him before she suddenly laughed, "Wushuang, what exactly do you want to ask"

"It’s just this question. Is it hard to answer" Wushuang raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile. Wasn't the question simple

His eyes darkened; his emotions complex and difficult to understand, "Wushuang, have you considered that perhaps I…"

She raised her eyebrows, waiting for him to continue but Kaka closed his mouth and remained silent. Some things were hard even for him to explain clearly so he decided not to say anything at all; instead, he gave an unusual response to Wushuang's probing questions, "We can talk about this when Hailan truly returns."

"Chicken!"

Kaka didn't comment either way and said, "You were talking about your problem with Long Chengtian. How did it become my issue"

"I don’t have any problems with him to talk about," Wushuang replied.

“Chicken!”

“That’s my catchphrase, you can't copy it; I'm going to charge for copyright fees.”

Kaka chuckled softly and said, "I really don’t know why you would fancy Long Chengtian."

"Does liking someone need a reason" Wushuang asked in return. Her question was as natural as asking if killing needed a reason; Kaka immediately fell silent. Indeed, there didn't have to be any reason for liking someone.

Just like…

"If you like it, that's fine," Kaka said calmly. "Just don't hurt yourself."

"Is there anyone left in this world who can make me sad" Wu Shuang laughed with an air of arrogance and freedom. She inwardly scoffed—Who could still hurt her Who couldn’t see the tear in her heart, and who ignored the true voice inside her

Kaka lowered his gaze, and a momentary silence fell between them.

After a while,

Kaka asked, "Are there still things to do in London"

"Yeah, I need to steal something from Devil's Castle in two days," Wu Shuang replied with her head down as she drew a circle on the beach sand. Kaka frowned slightly, "You came to London just for that"

Not because of Long Chengtian’s murder

"No!" Wu Shuang smiled. Kaka was puzzled: "Then why"

"Because you’re here in London."

She said it so casually, as if it were nothing special. As she looked out at the sea with a slight smile on her face, it seemed that this answer came naturally to her without any embarrassment or discomfort.

Kaka’s composure was impressive; he wasn’t particularly shocked by what she had just said but simply gazed deeply into Wu Shuang's eyes. The wind blew her long hair and seemed to cloud his vision. Suddenly, a memory from ten years ago flashed through his mind.

That year, Wu Shuang was fifteen.

A graceful maiden of incomparable beauty, slender yet tall, she did as she pleased with an air of freedom and ease. She had just returned from practical training in the Middle East, exuding a commanding presence tinged with a hint of darkness. Perhaps because of two years of intense and harsh training, at that time Wu Shuang still hadn’t learned how to rein in her sharp edges or present herself naturally as an ordinary person.

He could tell immediately that she had just come out from the battlefield of hell.

A strange feeling welled up within him—mutual admiration. He took Wu Shuang around London, and after being confined to training for two years, she played as wild as ever. That was the first time he saw her drunk.

She went to a disco to dance. There were many people on stage, the sound was noisy, and men were wriggling their bodies, releasing daytime pressure and seeking youthful pleasure and excitement. Wu Shuang seemed to be venting something too; she danced very passionately, attracting the envy of nearby young men.

She was a mixed-race girl with bloodlines from several countries. Her facial features were deep-set yet oriental-looking, standing as tall as Western women, and her appearance was nearly perfect, stunningly beautiful. Any man who saw her could not help but be moved.

Kaka was worried she might get hurt; he disliked having too much physical contact in crowded places, so he went up on stage to create a space for her to dance freely.

If anyone wanted to invite Wu Shuang to dance together, he would wrap his arms around her waist and give them a cold stare, making others back off. Who knew that suddenly, she hugged him instead

They had grown up together; hugging was normal between them.

But the murmur by her ear plunged him into an abyss from which there was no return.

"Kaka, I like you," she said directly and unreservedly, confessing her feelings while holding onto him.

Without any forewarning or consideration of his reaction, she openly revealed her heart to him; how could he not be shocked

He was completely unprepared for this. He even deluded himself into thinking the music was too loud and that maybe he had misunderstood what she said.

Yes, it must have been a misunderstanding.

She was drunk and dancing wildly; she might not know what she was doing herself. Even if she did say she liked him, this liking didn't necessarily mean romantic feelings.

It could just be the fondness between childhood friends.

Later on, it seemed Wu Shuang had forgotten about this incident; she remained oblivious to how much her words affected Kaka. She continued to go shopping and eat with him as usual, went on missions together, and playfully asked for his company. During that period, Kaka was very busy traveling between North America and the Middle East, while Wu Shuang accompanied him everywhere but never brought up the topic of liking him again. Eventually, he convinced himself it had all been a misperception.d lead to speculations about her marriage issues with Ye Fimo.Aside from this issue, Huayun and Yaowei extended olive branches, offering sky-high prices to poach Ruan Wen. The top management of both c...