Xia Chuxue was still very confident in her own appearance and figure.
Feng Yan just hadn’t realized her value yet, but once he did, he would definitely stop treating her so indifferently.
When Feng Yan was about to put her in the back seat of the car, Xia Chuxue tightly hugged his neck.
"Don’t let go of , Brother Yan, I’m scared! Don’t leave alone."
Xia Chuxue shivered slightly, and her clothes "accidentally" slipped down.
In an instant, her fair body was almost completely exposed to Feng Yan’s sight.
"Don’t leave alone, don’t!" Xia Chuxue rubbed her pride against Feng Yan’s chest continually.
If it were any other woman, Feng Yan might have thrown her away long ago.
However, she was his sister, not by blood, but at least nominally.
Even though he didn’t feel much for this sister,
She was soone Grandpa cared about, and he would care about everything Grandpa valued.
Pulling her clothes back up, Feng Yan carried Xia Chuxue and got into the car.
"Don’t leave alone, it’s... terrifying over there, those people are terrifying!"
Xia Chuxue bit her lip, as tears once again moistened her eyes.
She sobbed continuously and kept looking at the man in front of her.
Holding onto his neck with both hands, she would not let go even if it killed her this very mont.
Her Brother Yan has begun to feel pity for her; maybe he would soon fall in love with her.
...
After the doctor ca out of the ward and shared a few instructions, he turned and left.
Gu Beicheng walked into the ward once again.
The girl on the bed had been put to sleep by the dicine, and he sat down next to her, taking her small hand into his.
He sat there for so long that even Gu Beicheng himself did not know how much ti had passed.
By the ti he left, the ward had gained a truly reading Leng Zhishuo.
Lying on the bed, Xia Yinian slightly furrowed her brow and then settled back down to sleep peacefully.
In the room not far from Xia Yinian’s ward, a tall figure sat at a desk working.
His cold and resolute features, deep-set eyes, and extraordinary handsoness—along with an inherent kingly aura—could not be ignored by anyone.
But today, an extra hint of bloodthirsty chill seed to hang about Gu Beicheng.
Sitting there working, he looked no different from usual, but his gaze seed to penetrate through the laptop’s screen.
As Chi He pushed the door open to enter, he was t with a blast of deep, cold air.
Seventh Young Master, once again wearing that usual indifferent expression.
In just half a day’s ti, Chi He felt as if he had experienced half a century.
Every ti Miss Niannian was in trouble, the Seventh Young Master would go mad.
Chi He had already beco accustod to Xia Yinian’s presence, but he knew better than anyone that in order to be with the Seventh Young Master, Miss Niannian would have to beco stronger.
The person standing at the door cleared his throat before turning back to close the door and step inside.
"Seventh Young Master, Third Young Master Feng has rescued Xia Chuxue."
"Hm, Niannian said she encountered an assassin," Gu Beicheng’s fingers continued to dance on his laptop without even lifting his eyes to look at him.
Sure enough, the Seventh Young Master was already inford about this matter. Otherwise, Third Young Master Feng’s timing was too coincidental.
Chi He furrowed his brows, not expecting an assassin; he did not feel much guilt for misunderstanding Xia Chuxue.
She made an appointnt with Miss Niannian by the pond for no reason and deliberately picked a spot without surveillance, a blind spot.
He did not believe that Xia Chuxue had no malice towards Miss Niannian.
Even without an assassin, Xia Chuxue must have been harboring ill intentions.
Perhaps if there had been no assassin, Xia Chuxue would have made her move.
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