The Princess in the Amusement Park

"Ah Fu, are you saying President Li has no issues with me?"

"You could say that, but the main reason he doesn't object is because of the young miss."

Ah Fu nodded, acknowledging Ye Feng's words, but then continued to explain.

"As long as it's something the young miss likes, the master will agree to it—as long as her requests aren't too excessive. Though it may seem like the master barely speaks with her, deep down, he truly loves her."

"......"

Seeing Ye Feng fall silent, Ah Fu went on, "In truth, the master has placed almost no restrictions on the young miss's marriage. Many families have approached him for alliances in the past, but he rejected every single one. It's not that he doesn't want her to marry, but rather, he prefers that she finds her own happiness."

"Li Mucheng's own happiness..."

Hearing this, Ye Feng recalled all the moments he had shared with Li Mucheng, including their intimate physical contact. Logically, Li Jing must have known about these interactions. Yet he never stopped or warned Ye Feng, instead allowing their relationship to develop naturally.

"So President Li has known all along."

"Ahem..."

Ah Fu suddenly realized he might have said too much and quickly cleared his throat before summarizing,

"In short, Ye Feng, you are an incredibly important presence to the young miss. One could say that without you, she wouldn't be who she is today."

"Mucheng..."

Ye Feng murmured her name, filled with emotion. Just then, the car gradually slowed down. Looking out the window, Ye Feng saw a group of men in black standing in the middle of the road leading to the amusement park.

"Tsk."

Ah Fu, sitting in the driver's seat, frowned and rolled down the window to call out, "What are you all doing here? I don’t recall this road being closed."

The men in black remained silent, unmoved by Ah Fu's words. Just as Ah Fu was about to step out of the car, one of them, seemingly the leader, approached.

"I assume the passenger is Mr. Ye Feng?"

"Why else would we be here?"

Despite Ah Fu's slightly hostile tone, the man remained unruffled and replied politely, "No offense intended, sir. We’re security personnel arranged by Miss Su. To ensure Mr. Ye Feng's safety, no vehicles are permitted beyond this point."

"Oh?"

Ah Fu smirked disdainfully and retorted,

"So you're saying we have to walk the rest of the way?"

"That won’t be necessary. We’ve arranged transportation to the amusement park. Mr. Ye Feng only needs to follow us."

"How do we know you're not—"

"It's fine, Ah Fu."

Just then, Ye Feng reached from the back seat and gently patted Ah Fu’s shoulder before responding,

"If Yuxin arranged this, it means she’s taking today’s outing very seriously. I’ll go with them."

"Are you sure? Should I inform the young miss?"

"It’s alright. Just drop me off here. Tell Mucheng I’ll be back soon."

"Alright, then be careful."

After exchanging these words, Ye Feng stepped out of the car. The leader bowed respectfully and guided him to another vehicle bound for the amusement park.

"Mr. Ye Feng, you must be tired from the journey. Miss Su has been waiting for you at the amusement park for a while now."

"Yeah."

Ye Feng glanced at the heavily guarded road and felt reassured. But then he suddenly asked,

"By the way, does CEO Su know about today’s arrangements?"

"Of course. Initially, CEO Su was very reluctant, but after Miss Su made quite a scene, things ended up like this."

"That sounds just like Yuxin..."

After a brief exchange, the car stopped at the amusement park entrance. Ye Feng spotted a figure waving enthusiastically at him before running over.

"Mr. Ye Feng, we’ve arrived. Please step out."

"Thanks."

Ye Feng offered a polite reply before exiting the car. By the time he turned to look at Su Yuxin, she had already thrown herself into his arms.

"Ye Feng~!"

Her petite frame made it easy for Ye Feng to catch her, but unlike Li Mucheng, Su Yuxin—though not as tall—made up for it with the sheer force of her embrace. In fact, Ye Feng had to take a step back to steady himself, all because Su Yuxin surpassed Li Mucheng in one particular aspect...

"Yuxin, slow down. You might trip."

Seeing her after so long, Ye Feng couldn’t help but ruffle her golden hair. Today, as usual, she wore her long hair in twin tails, dressed in an adorable style that made her look like a princess straight out of a fairy tale.

"Ehehe~ Ye Feng, I missed you so much~!"

She nuzzled against him relentlessly, but the close contact stirred something in Ye Feng. To avoid an awkward situation, he quickly separated from her.

"I missed you too, Yuxin. Should we head inside first?"

"Yes, yes! It’s rare to have you all to myself today—I’m going to try every single ride!"

Su Yuxin waved her arms excitedly, clinging to Ye Feng’s arm as she skipped toward the amusement park.

"Ye Feng, time’s ticking! Let’s talk while we play!"

"Alright, but before that, I have a few questions for you. Is that okay?"

"Questions? Of course! I’ll tell you anything you want to know."

"Well..."

Ye Feng tried to subtly free his arm from her grip, but Su Yuxin only tightened her hold in response.

"Yuxin, don’t you think the security today is a bit... excessive?"

"Excessive? Not at all! I did this for your safety, and besides..."

She suddenly let go and moved to his other side before he could react, spotting something unusual on his other arm.

"Wh-what’s wrong, Yuxin? Why are you staring at my arm? Weren’t we going to play? If we don’t hurry, we’ll miss out."

Ye Feng tried to lead her toward the roller coaster, but she firmly grasped his injured arm.

"Ye Feng... does it... hurt?"

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