Chapter 1016: Chapter 1016: Sending My Remaining Years Afar (Part 10)
“Didn’t you tell not to move around?”
Chuzheng landed inside the villa, looked around, and imdiately walked inside.
[I told you not to go crazy and press on soone’s wound!] the Bastard roared, very much like a bastard.
“I didn’t press it.”
[If I hadn’t stopped you, would you really not have pressed it?] She definitely wanted to press it just now! King’s Account dares to swear by its own integrity.
“…”
Chuzheng said nothing and climbed through the window into the room.
She changed back into her pajamas, let her hair down, opened the door, and went out.
“Uncle Bai.”
Chuzheng walked to Uncle Bai’s room and knocked on the door.
Uncle Bai quickly opened the door, with a hint of sleepiness in his eyes, but his face was as calm as usual, with a gentle smile: “Miss Song, is there sothing you need this late?”
“I want to go for a stroll.” Chuzheng hugged her arms.
Uncle Bai instinctively looked at the ti.
Midnight…
Stroll?
Is she crazy!!
Uncle Bai hesitated: “Miss Song, it’s so late…”
“Are you going or not?”
“Miss Song, if you can’t sleep, I can keep you company with a chat or a movie. It’s not safe to go out this late.”
Chuzheng suddenly moved to the window: “If you won’t go, I’ll jump out from here.”
“…”
Has Miss Song gone mad?!
Uncle Bai asked Chuzheng to wait a mont while he went in to change his clothes.
Going for a walk in the middle of the night, even though Uncle Bai has experienced many storms, he’s never encountered sothing this bizarre.
Uncle Bai always thought the gentleman was unique, but the gentleman wouldn’t ask soone to go for a walk in the middle of the night!
Uncle Bai walked with Chuzheng alone, while guards followed from a distance, not showing themselves.
Chuzheng walked along the road outside the villa, her pace neither hurried nor sluggish.
The Bastard was really worried that the Good Person Card would bleed out too much and die.
[Young lady, given your personality, you should just drag the person in directly. Why are you being so roundabout?]
“Wouldn’t the Good Person Card know it was who hit him then?” Chuzheng’s face was cold: “Am I stupid?”
[…] There seems to be so logic to that.
“Miss Song!”
Uncle Bai suddenly stopped Chuzheng.
The wall ahead was covered with plants, and at that mont, a shadow was there.
His face turned cold as he looked ahead, and he quickly walked over. In a few seconds, Uncle Bai gestured to the people behind him.
“Miss Song, we should head back.”
Uncle Bai was not using a questioning tone; there was no room for negotiation.
The purpose achieved, Chuzheng did not argue and followed them back.
The person was taken into a room, and soon various people started coming and going. Chuzheng couldn’t enter, so she leisurely returned to her room.
–
The doctor was treating Yu Jin’s wounds, while Uncle Bai stood with his hands clasped in front of him, his usually gentle face showing no emotion.
Uncle Bai made several phone calls.
After hanging up, his expression was somber.
Once the doctor was finished, he left, and Uncle Bai stayed by the bedside.
Yu Jin didn’t wake until noon the next day.
“Sir.”
Uncle Bai stepped forward imdiately: “Don’t move.”
“Why am I here?” the man’s voice was slightly hoarse, tinged with weariness.
“Sir, you don’t rember?”
Yu Jin rembered so because the villa was close, and Uncle Bai was there, which was why he ca over.
But outside…
It seed soone hit him.
At that ti, Yu Jin wasn’t in a good condition and couldn’t see clearly who it was, but judging from the figure, it should be a woman.
Quite ruthless…
Yu Jin raised his hand to his forehead to shield from the glaring light, without speaking.
Uncle Bai didn’t dare to ask further and called a doctor to check him again.
Once the doctor left, Yu Jin lowered his hand: “How are things outside?”
Uncle Bai instantly went into elite mode: “Your schedule was leaked; there must be a traitor. I’ve begun investigating, and results will soon co out.”
Uncle Bai normally didn’t accompany Yu Jin.
Very few people knew about the trip this ti, yet soone set up an ambush.
The only possibility is there’s a traitor.
“I didn’t die; my second brother must be very disappointed.”
Uncle Bai didn’t dare respond to that.
Yu Jin didn’t expect Uncle Bai to respond: “How did you find ?”
Speaking of this…
Uncle Bai had his own suspicions.
He recounted last night’s events to Yu Jin.
“Sir, I don’t know if I’m overthinking, but I always felt… Miss Song seed to deliberately lead there.”
Going for a walk in the middle of the night was strange enough.
And coincidentally encountering the injured gentleman.
“Did she see it?”
“Miss Song’s room indeed has a view of the outside.” But why was Miss Song not sleeping in the middle of the night, watching from the window? Is there sothing wrong?
And even if she saw soone outside, she should have told him.
Why take the roundabout way of going for a walk?
It doesn’t add up.
Could it really be just a coincidence?
Yu Jin rubbed his temples tiredly: “You go handle things outside.”
Uncle Bai saw that Yu Jin wasn’t in good condition: “I’ll handle matters outside first.”
“Mm.”
–
Since Yu Jin arrived, there were suddenly more staff in the villa, and bodyguards could be seen everywhere.
Yu Jin stayed on the third floor, while Chuzheng was on the second. With soone guarding the entrance to the third floor, she couldn’t go up.
“Miss Song, Uncle Bai wants you to take this to the gentleman.”
Chuzheng had just stepped out of her room when a staff mber approached with a tray of food.
“You take it yourself.”
Chuzheng didn’t take it.
With so many people in the villa, why should I deliver it?
“But Uncle Bai asked you to deliver it.” The staff mber was troubled; they didn’t dare make their own decisions on matters Uncle Bai assigned.
“Does he have a problem?”
“…”
Whether Uncle Bai has a problem or not is unknown, but this Miss Song is definitely not right.
Chuzheng carried the tray up to the third floor, and the guards didn’t stop her.
She’d been to the third floor before, but most rooms were locked.
Chuzheng arrived at a room with an open door, kicked it open with her foot, and walked right in.
The room had a lot of dical equipnt, like a small ho clinic.
It was very quiet inside. Chuzheng glanced around; there was no one.
“Miss Song, hasn’t anyone taught you to knock before entering?”
A man’s lazy voice ca from behind.
Chuzheng turned to see a man in loungewear standing at the bathroom door. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a handso collarbone.
The man was extrely attractive, with water droplets on his face, dripping down along his cheeks to his collarbone, looking at her with a half-smile.
His face carried a trace of casual laziness, with no imposing aura, like a handso… display item.
“No.” Chuzheng’s gaze swept from his face to his feet, blatantly arrogant.
“Truly undisciplined.”
The man walked over from the bathroom, casually taking a bowl of soup from Chuzheng’s tray. He sipped slowly: “Miss Song, are you comfortable living here?”
He asked casually, as if she were a guest.
Chuzheng tossed the tray onto the nearby table.
The sound was sowhat loud, and the man’s peripheral glance swept across.
“I could lock you up, want to try it?”
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