Morning, the Heir

Chapter 1: Take off Your Clothes
Translator: Ruriko
“Lin Xiaomi, where the hell are you?! Why don’t you show up still! Remember, you are a professional journalist! I should warn you, if I can’t get the first-hand news because of you, see how I will punish you,” Wang Feng lowered his voice and roared on the phone.

“I will arrive soon. I’m accelerating,” Lin Xiaomi restrained her anger, but responded with a smile.

She complained in her heart: Are you professional? You came to take pictures by a camera with no battery!? Journalist? Huh! We are even not entertainment reporters, but the paparazzi actually!

In this weekend, Lin stayed up for a whole night and was called to wake up when it was still dark outside. She drove for one hour to send him the battery; however, he still kept scolding.

“Hurry up, please! Have you reached the beach?! It’s such a misfortune to have an assistant like you,” Wang Feng kept clamoring on the phone. “Be faster! Step on the accelerator! You stupid!”

Lin Xiaomi was so mad, stepping on the accelerator as if it was Wang Feng’s head.

It was still dark blue at the early dawn, and no one was on the road.

Lin Xiaomi’s head was about to explode due to her splitting headache, but the voice of Wang Feng kept ringing near her ears.

Her mind was wandering when a man shambled out of the bush.

She didn’t notice him until it was too late to brake.

The car slammed into the man, and slid for a while before stopping.

Lin Xiaomi was totally in a daze for a few seconds, and even couldn’t hear Wang Feng’s curses.

She crawled down the car and realized she hit someone!

Standing beside the car and thinking nothing, Lin Xiaomi, looked at the man who was lying in front of the car, ragged and bloody.

She was stunned. How could he be severely injured just hit by her shabby car?

On the other end of the phone, Wang Feng, who had not heard any responses from Lin Xiaomi for a long time, raised his voice and shouted, “Lin Xiaomi, are you dead? Answer me!”

Lin Xiaomi suddenly came down to earth, rushed into the car, hung up directly, and called the ambulance tremblingly.

She stumblingly got off the car and looked at the man, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed. He suffered severe bruising and was badly injured. The thighs, arms and the head were still bleeding.

Lin Xiaomi poked the man with her trembling finger, and said in a shaky voice, “Hey, man, are you still alive? I don’t mean to do that.”

“…”

No response.

He might be dead.

How many years Lin would be sentenced to for dangerous driving?

Lin Xiaomi squatted, so scared, crying, and she blamed the damn Wang Feng for this. He kept asking her to speed up, now she directly accelerated to send herself into the prison.

Lin Xiaomi was so frightened and plucked up courage to reached out her finger to feel the man’s breath.

She was about to reach his nose when the man opened his eyes unexpectedly. He stared at her relentlessly with his clear and sharp eyes, which scared Lin Xiaomi to slump down to the ground, and screamed after a while, “Ah–“.

“You are still alive! That’s great!”

Leng Yihuang looked past her at the surrounding circumstances behind her, and finally fixed his eyes on her. He said indifferently, “You hit me, so you have to be responsible for me.”

Lin Xiaomi nodded her head hard, and responded with a sincere expression, “I will. I’ve already called the ambulance. Please don’t worry.”

Leng Yihuang looked her up and down, and suddenly said, “Take off your clothes!”

“What?”