He has been watching her since she made her entrance. The moment his eyes rested on hers, it remained till now. His heart started beating uncontrollably seeing her.

And her dress, damn that dress! He actually had to scan around to see if any man is gawking at her or not. Well, of course, they will and that made him pretty mad. He saw her talking, trying to interact yet he knew just how bored she was. Her forced smile is too obvious for him.

He wasn't going to come to these types of parties but knowing that Shi Lian is going to come, he has to anyhow see her. It's been days since he last saw her, talked to her. He hasn't explained it to her yet.

When he sees her taking the glass of champagne, his nose crinkles. She is not at all good at drinking yet she is choosing to drink? How unaware the woman is actually?

He thought he will talk to her after the event ends but now looking at her, he is unable to control himself. He cannot let her drink.

"Excuse me," he says to the men with whom he was talking. The man says nothing as they know who he is.

He made his way to where Shi Lian is. He sees another woman beside her. She glances at him and tries to examine who he is. He ignores her and darts his eyes at Shi Lian.

"You still think of drinking?" he says, calmly and firmly.

He senses her flinching but she does not turn back. She knows he is here, and he knows that. Maybe she does not want to see him but he has given enough freedom.

She still is holding the glass. "You aren't a good drinker, Shi Lian."

She still isn't going to turn back. The woman in red whispers something in her ear and Shi Lian shakes her head. The woman then glances at him, meekly, and then quickly returns her gaze at Shi Lian.

"That's rude, don't you think?" he tries to talk to her. He has no idea how many people's eyes are on him and Shi Lian.

Having enough of restraining, Shi Lian turns around with a poker face and looks at him.

She looks beautiful. She never fails to surprise him. His hands are itching to touch her but he is afraid of people's eyes.

"What do you want?" she snaps, her earrings dangling faintly.

He smiles because Shi Lian is talking. "You" he teases. Shi Lian's eyes go wide and her cheeks have a shade of pink. She looks at the other woman who is looking in another direction.

"Mind what you are saying, Mr. Fu" she grits her teeth, warning to not say such things in public.

Zichen frowns, not liking when she calls him that. He loves when she calls him by his name and he will love it even more if she calls him from other names too.

He takes a step forward. "I need to talk to you. Please" he says, requesting.

Shi Lian sighs, then consciously looking around the Hall. "We are in public. Don't make it hard than it already is."

Why does she always have to say such things? He is going crazy by not telling the media about his relationship with her, fearing that would get a negative impact on her. But now that her company is doing fine, she can make it public right?

"Shi Lian, you have been ignoring me these past few days. Without hearing any explanation from me, you just ignore me. At least listen to what I have to say, " he requests, reaching to hold her hand but Shi Lian withdraws back. His jaw flexes at her action and he sure as hell wants to pick her up and take her somewhere where no one can find them.

"If you ignore me, I'll have to pick you up and I sure as hell won't care if the media snaps pictures of us," he threatens, taking another step forward.

Shi Lian looks frustrated. She tells the woman in red something which he is unable to hear.

The woman nods and then Shi Lian turns her attention back to him. Sometimes, the way she looks at him, it's almost she can look inside him, his soul.

"People are watching us, Mr. Fu. I don't want any—" Zichen cuts her midsentence by grabbing her hand and taking her inside the Hall. He has lost it. He doesn't give a single fuck what the people will think, all that matters is the need to explain things to her.

"Zichen!" she yells, struggling to break free from his hold but he holds her firmly. "Are you out of your mind? Zichen, we are in public!"

"I don't care. Explaining to you is much more important than them," he tells, not stopping.

Taking a right turn, he stops finding the corner empty. He still isn't letting her go. "Fuck Zichen! You are insane!" she says, anger etched in her face.

He let go of her hand and stands facing her.

She panics and scans to her right, left, back, fearing.

"God! I told you not to—" Zichen again cuts her midsentence but this time planting a kiss on her rosy lips. She tries pushing him but he holds her hands and stops her. He kisses her, tasting the watermelon flavor and sure he loves that taste.

He hisses when Shi Lian bites him and breaks from the kiss, standing at a distance, her chest rising and falling.

She glares at him but he remains calm. He wipes the blood from his lower lip and smirks, looking at her. "Fierce as always."

She tries to leave but Zichen catches her by her waist. "Let me go! " she demands.

"Let me Explain. Hear what I want to say. What's true, alright? "

She slowly stops struggling and waits for him to speak. He is glad and waiting for no second he starts his explanation. "It's true that I am related to Underworld. I am actually the Prince of Underworld" Shi Lian's eyes go wide, "Very few know about my identity, only those whom I trust. I have no idea how you came to know but...I want you to understand that it's not something I like. You said I killed people but I only punish those who deserve that, those who try to harm me." She says nothing but her eyes tell she is having a hard time believing. He continues, "I wasn't going to hide it from you. I thought perhaps it would be better if you don't know about that. I don't want to harm you. Shi Lian, I never would."

"You never were going to tell me?" she asks, her voice low.

Zichen hesitates and sighs. "No. It wasn't something important." He then asks, "How do you know?"

Shi Lian looks away, hesitating to say. "Doesn't matter. I have to go."

He stops her again. "Are you not going to forgive me?" he asks, his tone vulnerable.

She looks at him, seeing the vulnerability. "I don't know. I confused. I am glad you explained but....the thing that you hide things from me....I-I... I don't know."

"I get it but...at least don't ignore me...it drives me crazy," he says begging her.

He leans closer and she breathes hitches. "Please" he whispers, his tone husky.

"Okay" That's all she says and backing away from his hold, she hurries back to the Hall, leaving him alone.