The Flash Marriage Husband is from a Top-tier Aristocratic Family

Huo Siyuan strode swiftly, ascending the stairs with long strides, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at his master bedroom.

His gaze was resolute and focused as he headed straight toward the balcony.

Everywhere he passed, it was as if a gust of wind swept through, causing a faint ripple in the air.

Each step he took was urgent and decisive, as if a compelling mission was calling out to him.

Finally reaching the balcony, Huo Siyuan suddenly turned his head, and his gaze was instantly drawn to the person standing outside.

This was the person he had been searching for tirelessly for an entire day and night.

Unbelievable!

The very person he had longed for day and night, the one who haunted his dreams, was now standing in his villa and had even become his wife.

For the first time in decades, he genuinely felt that everything his grandmother had done was perfectly aligned with his desires.

Huo Siyuan took a small step forward and said in a calm yet infinitely gentle tone, "Come here!"

Xia Wan, leaning against the wall and turning her head to the other side, suddenly heard an icy voice drifting from the balcony beside her.

In an instant, a shiver of fear crept up her spine.

However, in her current predicament, she found it difficult to move much.

As the cold voice echoed in her ears, Xia Wan couldn't help but recall the breathtakingly handsome man she had met yesterday at the hotel.

That face seemed to have been deeply imprinted in her memory, impossible to forget.

Slowly, she turned her head, and as soon as her gaze landed, she saw an expressionless, icy face.

That face was filled with cold indifference, resembling a debt collector who had been owed millions for years without repayment—intimidating and terrifying.

The sudden sight frightened the already timid Xia Wan, causing her to cry out in alarm, "Ah!"

Her slender legs trembled involuntarily, and instinctively, she clutched the stone in her hands tightly, afraid it would slip.

At the same time, Huo Siyuan, who had been silently observing everything, felt his heart tighten sharply. Without hesitation, he stretched out his strong, broad hand and firmly grasped Xia Wan's delicate, boneless wrist.

Xia Wan's clear, lively eyes instantly welled up with tears from the fright.

She blinked her teary eyes and continued sobbing softly.

Stealing a glance at the seemingly cold and terrifying man who had just grabbed her hand, she felt conflicted—torn between fear of the unknown and a subtle sense of security emanating from him.

Huo Siyuan gazed at the girl who was now crying uncontrollably, and his once hardened heart softened beyond belief.

Watching her tears fall one after another, he found himself utterly puzzled as to why she could cry so much.

Seeing this pitiful little girl sobbing so miserably, he thought of many comforting words.

But after being single for over twenty years, all he had ever known was cold and harsh speech—he had never comforted anyone before.

After racking his brain, the only words he managed to utter were a blunt, "Why are you crying?"

His tone was stern, but beneath it was endless concern and tenderness.

For some reason, hearing his words made Xia Wan feel even more aggrieved, and she burst into loud sobs.

"Waah! Boo hoo hoo!"

Huo Siyuan stood still, watching the girl cry so beautifully yet sorrowfully, and his heart rippled with an indescribable emotion.

He had never seen anyone cry so exquisitely, as if each teardrop touched the softest part of his heart.

Suddenly, he moved forward with lightning speed.

In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Xia Wan.

His strong hands, as solid as steel, grabbed her underarms, lifted her up, and pulled her tightly into his embrace.

Only at this moment, as he held her firmly, did his previously anxious heart finally calm down.

God knew how nervous he had been seeing her standing in such a precarious place.

He had been so worried that he had momentarily forgotten how to breathe, fearing she might fall.

It was the third floor, after all—falling from such a height would be unimaginable.

With her delicate frame, even if she didn't die, she would definitely suffer severe injuries.

The mere thought sent shivers down his spine.

Xia Wan, taken aback by the sudden change, had just been scolding him in her mind, yet now he was being so gentle?

Stunned, she stood frozen, as if under a spell, completely motionless.

She looked up at Huo Siyuan with wide eyes, unable to believe what was happening, her tear-streaked face making her look all the more pitiful.

Huo Siyuan held her tightly like an impenetrable fortress.

His tall, imposing figure of 1.9 meters slightly bent down, his eyes filled with indulgence and warmth.

He gazed at his little wife as if she were the most precious treasure in the world, his eyes brimming with endless affection.

At this moment, Huo Siyuan felt immense joy and satisfaction because he had finally found her.

After searching for her tirelessly day and night, her silhouette constantly appeared in his mind, imagining countless times holding her in his arms.

Now, he finally had her in his embrace, feeling her warmth and presence.

He gently stroked her silky hair, feeling her breathing and heartbeat, as if time had frozen in this moment.

He wished this moment of happiness could last forever.

If he had found her, he would cherish her to the extreme, ensuring she couldn't leave his grasp for three whole days and nights!

His delicate wife, as beautiful as a fairy, made him want to kiss her fiercely.

Xia Wan, wrapped tightly in Huo Siyuan's embrace, gazed up at him and softly murmured, "Can you loosen up a bit? You're squeezing my waist too hard."

Huo Siyuan held her steadily, while she unconsciously wrapped her arms around his rock-hard waist.

Honestly, his waist was as firm as iron!

Hearing her soft, teary voice, which was sweet as honey, Huo Siyuan felt completely captivated.

This little darling was simply irresistible.

Loosening his grip slightly, he leaned down and asked in a deep, magnetic voice, "How about now? Does it still hurt?"

Hearing his voice so close, Xia Wan was mesmerized by its charm and lost herself in it.

Moreover, the faint sandalwood fragrance he emitted was calming and comforting.

After a brief moment, Xia Wan shook her head and replied sweetly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Huo Siyuan's lips curved into a gentle smile, and he asked softly, "I heard that you're my wife?"

His words carried an irresistible charm.

Though Xia Wan sensed his gentleness, she still felt uneasy inside.

Carefully looking up at him, she answered in a small voice, "I... um, it was arranged by Grandma. If you're not happy with this marriage, we can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce."

Huo Siyuan's originally content mood darkened instantly.

Hearing her eagerness to divorce him, he felt deeply displeased.

Was he really that terrifying?

Did she want to escape their marriage so badly?

Suppressing his anger, he calmly but firmly stated, "I never said I wanted a divorce. I will never divorce you."

Xia Wan looked at him in shock, not expecting his refusal.

She had thought he would be indifferent, yet he seemed to value this marriage more than she had imagined.

Looking into her astonished eyes, Huo Siyuan smiled gently and asked, "Baby, what's your name?"

Xia Wan blinked, feeling bewildered. It was only their second meeting, and he was already calling her "baby"?