Cuffed by my twin sister's CEO lover

Wei Anning sat on the beach, gazing distantly. The sound of wheels crushing the fine sand came from behind, but she didn't turn around and quietly asked, "Have you lived here since you were a child?"

Leng Youchen shook his head and looked out at the deep blue ocean, "No, I lived in Beicheng until I was 19. After that, I was abandoned here by my family and have lived here for six years."

Wei Anning turned to look at him. There were no maids following him; the scorching sun showered him, yet it couldn't melt the layers of sorrow in his eyes, "How did you endure it?"

Although the island was beautiful and prosperous, it was like a lavish prison, with only satellite phones and no television or internet. For a modern person accustomed to the rapidly advancing technology of a developed city, coming here was undoubtedly like being in jail.

"It's all in the past. Anjing, you still have me. I will stay by your side and cherish you for a lifetime," Leng Youchen said earnestly, gazing at her. His handsome face glowed under the sunshine as if it could shine alongside the sun and moon.

Wei Anning stared at him blankly, her heart filled with confusion. He liked Wei Anjing so much, why did Anjing run away from him, letting her take her place?

Could it be because of the brutal masked man from last night?

The thought of that person made her tremble with fear, and she instinctively moved closer to him, grabbing his hand and asking, "Leng Youchen, can I sleep in your room tonight?"

Leng Youchen's gaze deepened, a sharp light flashing through his eyes as he stared at her, filled with unease, "Of course, you can. However, with my current physical condition, I'm afraid..."

Wei Anning's face flushed red, and she quickly waved her hand, "I didn't mean it like that... I just... I'm just a bit scared suddenly being in a strange place, I didn't mean anything else."

Staying in Leng Youchen's room would not only help her avoid being violated by the masked man again, but it would also allow her to observe closely if he was the masked man.

Although their temperaments seemed nothing alike, their eyes were too similar.

Leng Youchen's eyebrows relaxed, a charming smile spreading across his face, "Don't worry. The bed in my room is very big. As long as you don't mind, you're welcome to sleep there."

The man's smile was enchanting, causing the deer in Wei Anning's heart to dash wildly, unable to look away, starstruck.

That evening, Wei Anning brought her blanket and pillow to Leng Youchen's room. His room was a large living area with three inner and three outer doors, including a study, bedroom, bathroom, gym, theater, and archive room, all decorated in extravagantly luxurious style.

The Butler led her through the multiple doors to the innermost bedroom. The floor was covered with a British-style carpet, and in the center lay a king-size bed, large enough for one to roll around recklessly without falling off.

Seeing her set down the blanket, the Butler pointed to the bathroom on the right and said, "Third Young Lady, the Third Young Master is taking a shower inside and has asked you to go in and scrub his back."

"Scrub..., scrub his back?" Wei Anning was dumbfounded.

"Yes, scrub his back. From now on, I hope the Third Young Lady will take good care of the Third Young Master's daily needs." After saying this, the Butler handed her a set of silk pajamas and urged her to go to the bathroom.