The Rebirth of a Diva

Episode 19's

He chuckles.

She glared at him, at the way he laughed, as his arms tightened on his chest.

“You can lower your vigilance, small beauty.” He sat leisurely beside the fire, not quite staring at him, instead concentrating on drying his soaked clothes. It dried quickly, considering the shirt was real silk. "Open your wet clothes" He threw the shirt at her "and put this on instead."

Xia Ling was surprised by his kindness.

"Stop empty, unless you enjoy standing half-open in front of me" he said. He didn't know if he was joking or not.

"You're shameless, your whole family ...," he snapped. Then his eyes were fixed on how the flames were shining down on his upper body, and a sudden wave of shame swept over him. He grabbed the shirt and left.

He could hear the man laughing from behind.

Xia Ling turned her back as she began to change, still suppressing her anger. He took off his outer jacket quickly. However, her fingertips slowed down as they approached her dress and eventually froze, unable to continue.

“You can take off your shirt, you know,” he said. "I'm taller than you, so that shirt will be too big. If you're worried about exposing yourself."

He was right, his shirt hit the middle of his thigh, so accidentally flashing anyone was technically impossible. But his mind involuntarily flickered back to prison for a year by Pei Ziheng. Throughout that year she did not get any legitimate clothing even to dress herself, and now incomplete clothing traumatized her to no end.

Especially in front of men.

“It's okay, it's fine,” she pretends.

Li Lei looked at him meaningfully. She was the granddaughter of the Li family and had a silver spoon in her mouth since she was born. In his twenty-plus years of existence, he has his fair share of women who plan to crawl into bed with him. Xia Ling, drenched from end to end, actually had a chance to seduce him that was presented to her, and here she was, wrapped up like a dumpling as if she was afraid she would take advantage of him. . . very interesting .

His lips curved into an unknown smile.

Suddenly, Xia Ling could only feel her shoulders throbbing in pain, as the rest of her arms faded into numbness. Despite this, he continued to struggle into his dry shirt, even doing all the buttons and dragging his wet clothes to where the fire was.

The light of fire danced on his face, illuminating his face.

"Thank you" he said politely.

"Thank you" he said politely.

He looked at her to the side, considering something. "Come here" he said, gesturing for her to come.

"Why?" She's confused.

"Come here" he repeated. He said it with a smile, but somehow it still managed to have some kind of authority, the kind that only very strong people in society possessed.

Xia Ling stopped, thinking. Not wanting to think of a direct conflict, he was very careful following his instructions.

"Sit down," he ordered.

He sat down, but before he could react, he pulled her into his chest.

"Be good, don't move," he replied calmly, easily rejecting him struggling by flipping his arms back. The hand that was previously resting on her waist was now holding her wrist down, and Xia Ling could not, for her life, break away from her iron grip.

“Li Lei, release me.” He threatened, raising his head to look at her.

“Li Lei, release me.” He threatened, raising his head to look at her.

He looked down to look at her. He had an unreadable look in his eyes again, where no one knew what he was thinking. Xia Ling could only see her pale and frenzied figure reflected in her pupils, and involuntarily began to calm down.

He grinned late, saying in a gentle tone, "Don't look so offended, I just want to help you repeat your buttons, it's a little absurd now." way down, I'm going to go, and he remembered how he paused for a moment on his chest. "I admit, your figure is very sweet, and your face is my type …"

Xia Ling immediately stiffened.

As he felt his discomfort, he patted his back as if comforting. "Don't be afraid, I'm not interested in doing anything for you. Although I was a little hurt by how you were so afraid of me."

He was still repeating his buttons for her when she said this, and she almost shuddered, feeling the warmth emanating from her fingertips. Time seemed to be running slower than usual, and Xia Ling prayed with all her might for her to finish whatever she was doing, but to no avail, instead feeling her actions slow at all times. Internally, she cursed herself for successfully messing up the shirt buttons so badly, perhaps giving some men a chance to take advantage of her. Which then made him ask why he took the shirt away from him so easily. Anyway, they're not related. He was just his boss, and which boss treated their employees like this?

After what felt like an eternity, Li Lei finally did the last button, and he felt his slightly calloused thumb and the tip of the index finger on his chin. “It's done.” His voice was low, practically shaded on his cheek.

He let go as he escaped his clutches.

He involuntarily climbed away until his personal space was restored, sighing in relief. He felt a trickle of something dripping into his eyes, and when he felt his forehead, he realized that he had been sweating coldly.

He was still sitting beside the fire, one hand outstretched towards him. "I told you before, you don't have to be afraid."

He involuntarily climbed away until his personal space was restored, sighing in relief. He felt a trickle of something dripping into his eyes, and when he felt his forehead, he realized that he had been sweating coldly.

He was still sitting beside the fire, one hand outstretched towards him. "I told you before, you don't have to be afraid."

Xia Ling knew that she was overreacting, but no one would understand her. No one really knew the horrors he had experienced in Pei Ziheng's villa. That was the reason why he was so talented in pushing people away today. He lowered his head in an attempt to hide his expression from her.

“Yo, Er Mao.” Li Lei's voice was much lighter.

No way, it's here?

Xia Ling turned her head, only to be greeted by the sight of the leopard not too far away from her. It looked formidable, covered with majestic rose patterns, yellow flowers were secretly trained on the two of them. It must have come because of the storm, as his entire body was completely drenched, with countless water droplets falling from his slippery coat, fusing in the form of a small puddle beneath himself.

Xia Ling could feel every hair on her body standing up. Being so close to a creature never spelled good news for anyone.

For some reason, Li Lei looked unfazed, his expression bright as he opened his hands. "Er Mao, come here."

The leopard turned its head and looked at Li Lei, as if checking whether the owner had suffered a new injury, before narrowing his eyes in satisfaction. It took a few steps back, gaining momentum before pouncing on Li Lei.

“Oof.” Li Lei, overpowered by the impact of the creature, was lifted to the floor, but his tone was still smiling. "Er Mao, you're disgusting. I just dried myself up and now I'm wet again.. hey, don't dry yourself, I said don't do that ..." She's basically rolling on the ground with a leopard now, I'm telling you not to, the head of the leopard was buried in Li Lei's chest as he patted his fur, obviously having fun.

Xia Ling stared in surprise. Leopard. . Is it really a leopard? Why does it look like one of those big dogs? The only thing not to do is run towards the owner wagging his tail. . .