That was the most relaxed Yan Xixi had ever been. Eat, sleep, repeat. If anyone thinks a pig-like life is boring—that’s because they haven’t enjoyed it this much.
In the evening, she had a spa, indulged in coffee and dessert, watched TV in her room for a bit, and then her phone rang.
"Miss, have you had dinner yet?"
"I ate too much for afternoon tea, so no dinner for . What about you?"
"I’m out having dinner with a beauty."
"HAHA, a beauty? Is she gorgeous?"
"Don’t even get started! I saw a group dinner being organized in the group chat: n splitting the bill, won eating for free. Noticing there were many girls, I quickly signed up. I was a bit late because I was bathing, washing my hair, and blow-drying it. As soon as I got to the hot pot restaurant, cheers erupted, ’Finally, a guy has arrived!’ Damn it, I was the only guy at a table full of girls! What happened to splitting the bill?!"
Yan Xixi burst into laughter. "Oh, Dodge the Bullet, that joke of yours is ancient."
He laughed too. "Feeling better yet?"
"Much better. HA, let tell you, staying in such a luxurious hotel has even cured my insomnia."
"HAHA, then it’s more than worth it. Send a recent photo."
She took a selfie, but her hair covered half of her face, making it hard to see her clearly, and then sent it to him.
This was the first ti she had ever sent him a real photo of herself. Upon seeing it, Wan Donglin was instantly furious. Her left cheek up to her forehead was scraped and bruised, and the corner of her eye was also bruised. She had obviously been badly hurt. Moreover, the back of the hand holding the phone was also noticeably bruised and clearly wouldn’t heal quickly.
He was livid. Even after all this, Aunt Huang still wanted to reconcile? That damned old woman! Not only will her nephew not escape, but she won’t either. If he didn’t teach her a lesson, she’d really start thinking she was soone important!
"Miss, you’re hurt so badly. Aren’t you going to see a doctor?"
"It’s fine. I’ll recover after a few days."
"That won’t do. It’s a severe injury."
She said nonchalantly, "What’s the big deal? When I used to run scams, I often got injured fleeing in panic. Scrapes and bruises were minor things. I never went to the hospital. I’d just put on so antiseptic... But that kick from Aunt Huang—the one to my waist—that’s been aching for days..."
Wan Donglin closed his eyes slightly. He felt heartbroken.
Poor thing.
Only now did he truly understand the sorrow of an orphan.
She had no one to confide in or to take care of her after such a severe injury. If she were a girl from an ordinary family who had been beaten like this, her parents would at least have cooked for her, asked if she was warm or cold, and comforted her. But she was all alone in a hotel, yet still so cheerful.
How was Yan Xixi to know what was going through his mind? Seeing he hadn’t replied for a long ti, she sent him another ssage. "Dodgy, did you see my photo and think I’m too ugly? Are you ignoring now?"
"Yes, you’re incredibly ugly. My illusions are shattered! I used to see you as a goddess."
Goddess? Isn’t that interesting?
"HEH HEH, you just wait. Once my injuries heal, I guarantee I’ll stun you."
"HEH."
"What’s ’HEH.’ supposed to an?"
"Miss, so people are ugly, and not because they’re injured. Life is hard enough. I didn’t want to point it out, but you forced my hand."
Yan Xixi was in a good mood, so she didn’t take his teasing to heart.
After a while, he sent her a ssage. "Miss, tell the na of the hotel. I have a small surprise for you."
"Really? Are you sending a gift?"
"Seeing how pitiful you are, I’ll send a little sothing to console you."
"Aren’t you coming to see in person?"
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