After Sara and Heya got home, Heya went straight upstairs to go freshen up. 

Sara looked at her back in pity when she remembered all Heya had told her about Jin Cearo. 

According to Heya, Cearo had probably been the one who told Weiyoung about herself and Muchen, who in turn went to tell Li Sun about it. 

It was sad.

She had thought Cearo genuinely liked Heya but unfortunately, he had some shady things going on with him. 

"h.e.l.lo." Minde greeted her when he came out from the kitchen with a mug in hand.

"h.e.l.lo to you too." Sara answered unenthusiastically. 

He furrowed his brow in confusion when he heard her greet back in such manner. 

He wondered what was suddenly wrong with her since she did not seem to be her usual cheerful self today.

He had planned to ask further about Changyu when next he saw her but he knew he could not do so with the current mood she was in right now. 

He climbed the stairs and disappeared into sight and the next who appeared was Muchen. 

She watched him descend majestically with his bright eyes staring intently at her. His lips were curved in a tiny smile. His black hair was slightly messy and he casually wore a polo and baggy short. 

With the way he was looking now, no one would ever guess this was the Almighty CEO Li. He looked like a casually dressed actor or entertainer.

"That"s more like it." He said immediately he stood in front of her.

"More like what?" She gave him a confused and questioning look. 

"You are finally smiling." He used a hand to touch her face lovingly and smiled brightly.

She was smiling? Sara did not know she had actually smiled while looking at him. 

"I smiled?" She asked him.

He nodded with a big smile still plastered on his face. 

"I want us to talk. Whatever is wrong with you... I want to hear it. I also have something to tell you"

He did not wait for her to object. He took her hand and led her through the stairs and into his bedroom. 

It was the first time she was entering inside his bedroom and although she was tensed, she was mesmerised by it. 

His large King-sized bed was neatly dressed with a spotless white bedsheet and duvet.

There were close to six pillows on the bed and Sara began to wonder if he had six heads since she grew up with the "one head-one pillow" style and was not used to sleeping with many pillows like this.

The room was spa.r.s.ely decorated but large. They were two doors opposite each other; One she believed was the bathroom, and the other she thought was most likely a walk-in closet. 

There was a large wall to ceiling window that showed the beautiful view of the city— far and near. 

She wondered how it would look like at nights. She guessed it was going to be a really wonderful sight. 

"Come sit" He gestured towards a large sofa.

Almost everything in the room was white colored— including the sofa he was asking her to come sit on.

She noticed that it was arranged like a mini parlor. Two large sofas and a smaller one were surrounding a small gla.s.s table. A little chandelier dangled from the ceiling directly above the table.

She went ahead and sat beside him on the couch. Seeing him smiling lovingly at her, she almost cried at the though of keeping things away from him. 

"You are the first woman coming in here." He said with a smile.

She smiled at him before saying. "I guess I should feel honoured right?" 

"You should." He added with a wink which caused her to scoff and mutter "Too much pride" 

He suddenly turned serious. And went on to a main issue..

"Earlier... You asked me about the Jin family; whether I knew Cearo"s mother" 

Sara nodded. Grateful he had to digress a bit since he was expecting her to tell him why she had been behaving oddly but did not know how to answer that question yet. 

"Like I said earlier, I know nothing much about that family. But they are kind of shady" 

"Heya told me about it. She also mentioned something about your grandmother asking her to stay away from his mother." 

"Yes.  She seem to not be an ordinary woman. The entire family are not ordinary. That is why you should be careful."

"Careful? Why?" She really did not see how any of it was adding up. 

"That guy today... Yue King. He somehow has some relations with them. The Grand Castle Hotel he now owns was formally the Jin"s as at two months back. But all of a sudden, he appeared and he is now in control. If the Jins are mysterious, it means whoever works for them is also mysterious."

"What? Grand Castle Hotel was formally the Jin"s?" She blurted out in surprise causing Muchen to look at her curiously. 

Did this have something to do with that woman? 

Everything seem to be mixing up in her head. 

Why did the Jins hand over the place to the Blacks? If the Jins had some underground network like people a.s.sumed, then it meant they knew who Yue King really was. 

And another thing... It was really strange for the Black"s to take up menial tasks like stealing a painting for someone. 

They killed, smuggled and stole in millions of dollars. If they actually wanted that painting, then it would be because Fuji fancied it or he wanted to sell it since it was very expensive.

But he was trying to get it for someone else which was so unlike them. 

Was this also related to the Jins?

"What is it?" Muchen asked her when he noticed she was lost in thought. 

She finally looked at him and saw him studying her face.

"Are you okay?" He asked her. "Do you have something to say to me?" 

"I have..and I will tell you. But not today. Please?" She looked at him with pleading eyes. 

"Does it make any difference if you tell me another day?" 

As Sara looked at him, she began to feel guilty. He did not deserve this at all. No matter what, she could not steal from him.

Sara closed her eyes and swallowed hard. 

When she opened her eyes again, he noticed they were red and teary. 

"Are you alright?" He immediately sat up and looked at her in worry.

"I love you Muchen. I love you a lot." She paused and found herself crying while both of her hands held his tightly. 

"And I trust you. I know how deep my love is but I don"t know how deep my trust for you is. It really hurts me to think that I might disappoint you one day. I don"t... I don"t know what to do." 

It was her weakness. No matter what, she could not lie to those she loved. Even if she tried to, her emotions were going to let her spill it out somehow. 

Except she made up her mind not to tell at all. Just like she did not wish to tell people the kind of things she did years ago. She had even been scared of her own self. How would others react?

"Why don"t you know what to do? Don"t you trust me?" He asked her with a tiny smile on his face. 

"I might do something you do not like. Can you please forgive me?" She asked as tears continue to pour from her eyes. "I do not want you to hate me. It scares me to think you might hate me" 

She soon found herself kneeling down in front of him as she broke down in tears.

He used both hands to cup her tear-streaked face and raised her head so she would look him in the eye. 

"Stop crying. I do not know who threatened you or what they threatened you with. But I already agreed to sell the painting to them while you and Heya were out. So can you stop crying now? I did not know you were this soft" He added with a sad smile.

"Why would I be ha—" She paused and her eyes widened when her brain registered what he had just said.

"Paint...ing?"