Interstellar Beast World: Winning the Villain's Heart with Cubs Chapter 44: Just a low level Female!

Han Qiaone’s expression froze as he watched the bonding ceremony unfold before his eyes.

If he could have stopped it, he would have.

If he could have torn that silver thread apart, he would have done so without hesitation. He would have dragged that female out of the hall and thrown her far away, sowhere she could never return from.

His fingers curled tightly into fists beneath his sleeves.

Monts ago... just monts ago... his long-awaited son had returned.

His true heir.

His eldest child.

The one who had left the estate for years and finally co back.

The son he was most proud of.

For a brief mont, Han Qiaone had felt complete again. Whole. Like the heavens had finally returned what they owed him.

But that happiness did not last. Not even for a breath.

Because the mont his two sons stood face-to-face, everything shattered.

They fought with each other. They fought with killing intent.

His younger son had nearly died.

Blood had been spilled, and they were at each other’s throats. The hall had almost turned into a battlefield.

Even though Han Qiaone loved his eldest son more... even though Han Soi was his pride, his future, his strongest bloodline... That did not an he could tolerate such madness right in front of him.

And all of it...

All of it was because of one female.

Han Qiaone’s gaze slid back to Yue Yue.

She stood there quietly, gentle and beautiful, her face soft and calm now that the bond had been sealed. Her appearance was harmless. Delicate and almost fragile.

And now...he finally understood. This was where the obsession ca from.

Both of his sons. Drawn to the sa female. Willing to tear each other apart for her.

His jaw tightened.

If he had not allowed his eldest son to marry her... that younger child might already be dead.

But he knew how much he was against it, For his proudest son. For his most powerful heir.

Han Qiaone would never allow Han Soi to truly tie himself to a naless female.

A female with no known background. Without any clear rank of value worth ntioning.

In his eyes, truly beautiful females were ant for display. For pleasure and for temporary amusent.

This one... She must be low-level.

A nobody.

He would never allow his heir to be bound forever, to be left heirless, all for a low-level female whose worth was uncertain.

His eyes darkened. Just a few days.

That was all he needed.

He would take care of this female slowly. Quietly. He would let his son indulge for a while, until interest faded. Until his obsession is cooled down.

Females like her were never ant to last.

On the altar, however, the world looked very different.

Han Soi stood beside Yue Yue, his expression softer than it had ever been. There was relief in his eyes. Real relief.

For the first ti, he did not feel like he was about to lose her.

Yue Yue looked up at him, her lips curving into a small, genuine smile. Her heart still raced, but it was no longer from fear.

They were bonded. Both of them could hardly believe it. For this brief mont, nothing else mattered.

Not the storm quietly gathering in the eyes of the clan master. They were happy.

***

Yue Yue was rushed back to her room almost imdiately.

The mont the ceremony ended, attendants surrounded her, guiding her away from the altar before she could even process what had just happened. The hall, the stares, and the tension behind every gaze all blurred together as she was escorted through long corridors.

When the doors finally closed behind her, the room felt unfamiliar.

Not because it was new. But because it was too quiet.

Yue Yue slowly turned around, her eyes widening slightly.

The maids were different.

The familiar faces that used to serve her were gone. In their place stood gentle robotic females, their movents smooth and precise, their expressions calm and neutral.

They bowed respectfully.

"Young Madam, please rest."

Yue Yue nodded absentmindedly.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, her hands resting on her lap. Her fingers trembled slightly.

It still felt unreal. She lifted her hand and stared at it. She was really bonded to Han Soi.

Her lips curved upward before she could stop herself. A small smile. Then another. Before long, she let out a soft, breathless laugh.

She brought her hand to her mouth, almost giggling to herself.

"It really happened..."

She was no longer unbonded. No longer alone. No longer sothing that anyone could claim by force.

She leaned back against the pillows, her heart light, her chest warm.

Her smile widened.

Then suddenly...

Ding!

The sound rang clearly inside her mind. Yue Yue froze.

A familiar cold screen flashed before her eyes.

[Warning for host. Fourth villain Fang Yanshen’s favorability decreased to -10%. Villain mode increased by 5%.]

Her smile slowly disappeared.

"What..."

No wonder. She finally understood that gaze.

That chilling pressure that had crawled over her skin during the ceremony.

So it really ca from him.

But why was he angry at all?

Yue Yue frowned deeply, her brows knitting together.

She barely knew him. They had hardly interacted.

What did her marriage have to do with him?

Why would he care whether she bonded or not?

Her thoughts raced.

Unless...

Her heart skipped a beat. Was it because she had entered his temple before?

Did he recognize her?

But that made no sense.

The system had clearly said their minds would be manipulated. They were supposed to forget her existence after she left.

Then why was he behaving like this? Why was his villain mode increasing?

Yue Yue shook her head sharply. No. She did not want to deal with him.

Today was her happy day. She refused to let him ruin it.

Just as she steadied her breathing, another familiar sound rang out.

Ding!

Her eyes snapped up again.

[Congratulations host. First villain Han Soi’s favorability increased by twenty percent.]

Yue Yue blinked.

Then her lips slowly curved upward once more.

Her heart softened. After all, it was her Han Soi.

She imagined his calm eyes, his gentle voice, and the way he had knelt before her without hesitation.

The system screen continued.

[Host is advised to continue acting in this manner.]