Shut Up, Young Lady, Obediently Hand Over The Money And Don't Confess! Chapter 559 : You Are Someone Very Important to Me

Zervanie found it very strange. She realized that the ghastly pallor on Felyn's face seed to be the result of makeup.

There were no traces or slls of intense activity on Felyn's body.

It seems Felyn didn't do it with Dorothy? Upon closer inspection, he seed fine, with no problems.

What's going on?

Before Zervanie could ask, Daiyi, who was behind her, had already arrived by Felyn's side.

Daiyi's originally gloomy face had softened considerably now.

She felt that since Felyn had been tornted by Dorothy to this extent, what mistake couldn't be forgiven?

Everything she had heard in the manor was Dorothy's fault. Felyn was innocent; Felyn was the victim.

Then the maid from just now must have been Dorothy's doing as well.

Daiyi was no longer angry; she was very worried about Felyn.

She knelt in front of Felyn and held his weak hands.

"Felyn..."

"Daiyi?" Felyn was a little flustered by Daiyi's initiative. He quickly tried to explain, "Daiyi, don't worry about , I was just..."

Daiyi's hand gently pressed against Felyn's lips, and she gave him a faint smile. "It's okay, Felyn. It's fine if you don't explain. I can understand."

Felyn pursed his lips, his hand trembling slightly. "Did you, Viloti, and Zervanie all co looking for ?"

"Mhm, we found your manor, snuck in, and even fought with Anifrey."

Daiyi's hand ruffled Felyn's hair, tidying the ssy strands for him. "It's all in the past, Felyn. Don't worry."

"Daiyi, actually I..."

Felyn's words were cut off again.

Daiyi knew what Felyn was going to say. It would be nothing more than telling her not to do so much for him, not to fight others for him, not to take risks for him.

Silly Felyn.

Daiyi's cheeks began to flush. She took a deep breath and leaned close to Felyn's ear.

Her voice was very soft, floating into Felyn's ears word by word.

"Aren't we lovers in a contract? So I can't lose you."

"But Daiyi..."

Daiyi felt her cheeks starting to burn. Her heart was pounding, urging her to say that one sentence.

The world beca quiet, leaving only Daiyi's gentle voice.

She wanted to comfort Felyn, so she said it.

"Besides the contract... you are also soone very important to . So isn't it right that I should save you?"

Eh?

Felyn froze on the spot, slling the cedar scent on Daiyi, as if in an instant he had returned to the small house on Mist Street.

The fireplace crackled with warmth, and the tea kettle on the dining table bubbled with steam.

It was as if Felyn had just taken a nap, and everything that had happened in the past was a dream.

When he woke up on the old sofa, Daiyi would still be sitting on the sofa on the other side, quietly reading a book, the pleasant sound of pages turning filling the quiet room.

Hermi would be lying on Daiyi's lap as she wore her nightdress, stretching lazily from ti to ti.

She would say "You're awake" to him as usual, leave a cup of perfectly warm black tea for him on the table, tell so an jokes after he was fully awake, and stare at him with her beautiful dark green eyes, asking about interesting stories from his clients.

Many things had changed. Felyn was no longer in the Mist District, Felyn no longer lived with Daiyi, and Daiyi now knew all of Felyn's clients.

But many things would not change. The warmth of the fireplace, the taste of the black tea, and the girl's feelings and appearance from that ti—all of these were deeply imprinted in Felyn's mory.

Daiyi said I... am soone very important to her...

And outside of the contract, a very important person.

At this mont, mory and reality overlapped. Daiyi's face appeared right before his eyes.

She hugged Felyn, gently patting his back, warming his body with her own.

At this mont, Felyn could hear Daiyi's heartbeat, and even feel her breath.

In his arms was the living, breathing Daiyi, not a mory or a fantasy.

If the story ended here, it would be a very good ending.

The hero saves the princess from the demon king, a hero saving a beauty, returning in triumph.

Felyn wished it were so, but unfortunately, it was not.

He didn't dare to speak, didn't dare to tell Daiyi the truth.

"Miss Daiyi, wait a mont." Zervanie patted Daiyi's shoulder and showed her the white substance on her palm. "It seems Felyn is wearing makeup, that's why his face is so pale. And it seems he's also wearing white lipstick."

Zervanie directly reached out and touched Felyn's lips. As expected, her fingertips also began to be stained white.

"Hm? What's going on?"

Daiyi froze on the spot, the corner of her mouth twitching.

Felyn's pale cheeks were from makeup, his whitish lips were from makeup, and even his dark eye circles were from makeup.

"Daiyi, I... I've been trying to explain to you..."

Felyn spoke tentatively, stretching his head forward, carefully observing Daiyi's expression.

I really was trying to explain to you just now! Miss Daiyi! But you didn't give a chance!

"I was just playing a ga with Dorothy... whoever loses has to agree to one of the other's requests." Felyn wiped his face with a handkerchief, also wiping away the cold sweat that was constantly beading on his forehead. "I just lost, so I listened to Dorothy and put on this makeup, that's all..."

Daiyi's body beca stiff. Her hands clenched the hem of her skirt tightly, and her breathing began to quicken.

She lowered her head, her hair obscuring her eyes.

"Then what was the lubricating sli for?"

"We used the lubricating sli to coat the hallway, and Dorothy and I competed to see who could slide farther..."

Felyn swallowed, slowly taking a step back.

He even pulled on Zervanie's arm, using her as a shield in front of him.

"And the bedsheets?" Daiyi's voice was cold, making Felyn shiver.

"The bedsheets... Dorothy and I had a pillow fight, so we tore several of them..."

Felyn's gaze turned pleadingly towards Viloti, who was slowly standing up, but her amber eyes were just as terrifyingly cold as the dark green ones.

The expression on Zervanie's face beside him was also strange. Felyn felt like he was about to be finished off by the three of them.

"Then the bed was also because of the pillow fight?"

"Dorothy wanted to play diving, so... so... we simulated it on the bed..."

"So you're fine?"

Felyn nodded, then quickly shook his head.

That's the truth, but if I say it, I'll definitely get beaten!

"Daiyi, although... although there's a misunderstanding, I really felt your feelings, I'm very grateful, and... I was really happy to hear you say that..."

Daiyi's lips parted, her breathing already very rapid.

"Is that so?" She finally raised her head, revealing her expression to Felyn.

Although a smile appeared on her face, Felyn felt the blood in his body freeze.

"Eek!"

Felyn let out a miserable cry.

Daiyi is so scary right now! Her expression is so fierce!

"So, while we were worried about you, you were playing party gas in the arms of Dorothy and Anifrey, is that right?"

Daiyi's voice began to tremble. Her hand, just like Viloti's, was already reaching for a sigil.

She felt so stupid for having revealed her deeply buried emotions to Felyn because of such a misunderstanding.

"Felyn, are you really okay?"

Felyn kept backing away until he was cornered.

He knew that even if he was really fine, he was about to not be fine!

(End of Chapter)