Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

Nathan and Zinnia got off the plane at noon. When they stepped off the plane onto the familiar, slightly uneven cobblestone path, a small smile touched Zinnia’s lips.

They were now in the small town. In contrast to the modern, industrialized city buildings, the small town exuded a quaint charm with its predominantly wooden and stone structures.

Wooden bridges arched over murmuring streams, weaving past gardens nestled among verdant trees and an emerald lake.

Surrounded by lush green mountains and forests, vast fields of colorful blossoms stretch into the distance, a peaceful sanctuary far from the city’s bustle.

But as their gaze returned to the small town, an air of antiquity lingered. Whitewashed walls, bright roofs, and blue–gray cobblestone paths–it was like stepping into an oil painting.

“Nathan, there’s nothing quite like our small town.” Zinnia linked arms with Nathan. As they returned after six months apart, an indescribable sense of homecoming washed over them.

Nathan’s lips curved into a faint smile as he once again slipped his mask back on, covering the upper half of his face and leaving only his pale lips visible.

The small town enjoyed a mild, spring–like climate year–round. Zinnia had already shed her down jacket and was now in a simple pale pink dress with a light knit cardigan draped over her shoulders. She looked soft and radiant.

“Beep, beep, beep-” Suddenly, a horn blared from up ahead. Zinnia and Nathan turned to look. Chandler rode up on his vehicle.

A straw hat shaded his forehead. His face, sun–weathered and honest, radiated simple sincerity.

“Hi, Chandler.” Upon seeing Chandler, a bit more joy sparkled in Zinnia’s eyes.

Chandler called out warmly, “Nathan, Zinnia, you’re back.” Once he confirmed it was really them, Chandler quickly pulled his vehicle to a stop right in front of them and yanked the brake.

“Ah, you two are finally back. Have you eaten yet? Come eat at my place. My wife cooked a lot of delicious food today. Come on, hop in the cart,” said Chandler.

Bearning with joy, Chandler kept talking as he pulled aside the curtain covering the back seat with one hand, revealing the seating area behind.

Zinnia and Nathan climbed into the back of Chandler’s vehicle. With a casual wave over her shoulder, Zinnia signaled to their discreet followers in the distance that they needn’t tag along any further.

“Zinnia, why didn’t you call me before coming back? If I hadn’t happened to be in town today, you and Nathan would’ve had a tough time hailing a cab here.

“You know, it would’ve taken you ages to get home.” Chandler fussed over them as he spoke.

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said gently, “Chandler, we suddenly decided to come back and didn’t get a

with mostly old–fashioned buildings. Locals mainly got around on pickup trucks,

avoided cars, considering them unfriendly to the environment

town.

to have you both back, really. You’ve been gone for half a year. Nathan, we hadn’t heard from you

so worried. But now that you’re back, that’s

two of them safely settled in, Chandler started up the vehicle again. The vehicle lurched forward with a familiar

with Nathan.” Up front, Chandler kept his eyes on the road. Suddenly, he remembered something and

at the familiar hook inside. Sure enough, a bag hung there, holding a steaming, grease–stained paper package–just as

it only moments ago,‘ she

it. You’ve only been away six months, and you’re already acting like a stranger. Did something bad

but you and Nathan will never go hungry here,” Up ahead, Chandler called out over

stung with emotion, and she quickly lowered her head to hide it. Zinnia and Nathan had come to Cloudie Town when they were just

town cradling a baby in his arms. The townsfolk took pity on them and helped raise them from

He gently brushed the corner of her eye with his fingertip. His eyes

sniffled and murmured, “I’m

reaching up to take the fried potatoes hanging on

fragrant, freshly fried aroma that wafted up to his

diced carrots, the potatoes‘ skin was perfectly crispy and golden brown, with just a hint of char, making them

speared a piece of fried potato with the skewer and

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piece of fried potato Nathan was offering her. Reaching out her hand,

her hand, a helpless smile on his face. “Hey, I’m not that weak yet. No

his pale face. Without a word, she lowered her head and

now, back in familiar surroundings, she finally felt

skewer and offered it to him. “You should have

eat anything these days, which troubled Nathan deeply. He hadn’t been

more drawn and gaunt. Nathan didn’t refuse. He simply lowered his head

to prepare some cupcakes;

the good news that Zinnia and Nathan were

their courtyard, so they can settle right in