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Chapter 216: Chapter 216: The King’s Return (13)
 

Jiang Ye chuckled softly as he strolled forward, deliberately closing the gap between himself and Chuzheng, lowering his voice: “Alone in a room, man and woman, Miss Sheng, what do you think is inappropriate about that, hmm?”

The youth carried a certain nonchalant laziness in his every move.

His dark eyes were clear and moist, with the light fallen upon them like stars scattered across the universe, vast and mysterious.

A light smile played on his handsome, distinguished face, as clear and bright as the breeze under the moon.

Chuzheng remained unmoved by the beauty before her.

So what if it’s just a man and a woman?

Could they still have a fight?

Chuzheng said very calmly: “Take off your clothes.”

Jiang Ye: “…”

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Ye’s lips lifted in a hint of amusement as he casually took off his coat and rested his fingers on the buttons of his shirt.

His movements were as if put in slow motion.

“Hurry up.” She wanted to go back to sleep! What’s with all the dawdling!

“…” Is she even a woman!

Jiang Ye unbuttoned his shirt swiftly.

Underneath the shirt was the youth’s body, a blend of beauty and strength, with bandages still wrapped around his abdomen, the smooth lines of his Adonis belt trailing down, disappearing beneath his belt into his pants.

The shirt dropped down to hang from the young man’s shoulders, his lips curled in a faint smile: “Please, Miss Sheng.”

With an unchanged expression, Chuzheng stepped forward and started to remove the youth’s bandages.

It wasn’t very convenient to treat him while standing, so Chuzheng pushed him to sit on the bed, then crouched down to check the wound.

The youth leaned back on his hands on the bed, Chuzheng’s fingers swept over his skin, as if a slight current was flowing through his entire body.

He shuddered slightly.

He had never known before that being touched by someone could feel like this.

“Miss Sheng,” Jiang Ye called her.

“Hmm?”

“Are you this nice to everyone? So hands-on?” Jiang Ye tilted his head, his fine, soft hair falling to one side with the movement.

“No.” Who has that much free time, I’m very busy you know.

Jiang Ye tried to ignore Chuzheng’s touch on his hand: “So, Miss Sheng is this nice to me?”

Chuzheng thought for a moment: “Hmm.”

“Why?”

Because you’re a Good Person Card!

“No reason.”

“Why be nice to someone for no reason?” Jiang Ye’s eyes were deep: “Miss Sheng, nobody is nice to others without any reason.”

“Because I want to be a good person.”

Chuzheng finished checking the wound, reapplied the medicine; the wound had not completely healed, and the medicine stung as it seeped into it.

Jiang Ye pressed his lips together, waiting for the sting to pass.

“Miss Sheng wants to be a good person, then why say you’re not nice to everyone… hiss…”

Chuzheng grew impatient with the questioning. She just wanted to be a good person, why so many questions! Even if you ask, you won’t think I’m a good person anyway!

Chuzheng roughly pressed her finger against his wound, threatening him: “Try making noise again.”

Jiang Ye: “…”

Try poking me again!!

Jiang Ye endured the pain and signaled he would remain quiet.

Chuzheng let go and quickly bandaged the wound.

Chuzheng stood up to tidy things: “Get some rest early…”

Jiang Ye grabbed Chuzheng’s wrist and pulled her towards him, Chuzheng fell over, landing directly on top of Jiang Ye.

Whoosh——

A bullet lodged into the wall behind them.

Jiang Ye’s clothing was half undone, Chuzheng collapsed into his arms, her cheek accidentally brushing against the bare skin of the young man.

Chuzheng clearly felt the person beneath her tense up.

But he recovered quickly, his dark eyes meeting Chuzheng’s icy ones, his finger pressing on Chuzheng’s lips: “Shh.”

Chuzheng glanced sideways, looking towards the mirror in the room.

A red light flashed past, and before Chuzheng could make it out, Jiang Ye wrapped his arms around her and rolled to the side, tumbling off the bed together.

The unclosed window let the wind in, lifting the window net with it.

And at the same time, the lampshade by the bed shattered.

Chuzheng quickly stood up and pulled Jiang Ye to take cover behind the bed.

Chuzheng looked at Jiang Ye’s wound; the bandage had begun to seep blood.

“Miss Sheng, do you think they were here for you or for me?” The young man didn’t seem to care, pressing his hand against his abdomen while still finding the mood to joke with Chuzheng.

In Chuzheng’s dark eyes reflected the color of blood, her voice clear and cold as ice and snow, “Looking to die.”

An assassination attempt late at night was surely a death wish!

Chuzheng released Jiang Ye and reached over to the bed to turn off the light.

Whoosh—

Another bullet.

It wasn’t clear where it hit, as it didn’t make much noise.

Chuzheng returned to Jiang Ye’s side, “How are you holding up?”

Jiang Ye didn’t speak, his breathing somewhat labored.

Chuzheng recalled that when she met Jiang Ye before, he seemed to be afraid of the dark…

Chuzheng pressed on his shoulder, pulling him into her embrace, and sent a message to the bodyguards outside using her phone.

The attacker couldn’t see their targets and probably didn’t dare to make too much noise; the atmosphere turned silent.

Jiang Ye’s forehead rested on Chuzheng’s shoulder. Under the dim light, he could clearly see the young girl’s tight jawline and, in the darkness, her eyes gleaming with a cold light.

The bodyguard replied to the message; no one was found on the opposite side — the assailant had likely left.

Chuzheng had the bodyguards come in and move Jiang Ye to her room.

The room she was staying in had no vantage points for assassination. She had been living there before; Jiang Ye’s room was only arranged across from hers for convenience, and she hadn’t checked the room’s surroundings.

Jiang Ye’s wound had reopened, and the bandage was soaked red with blood.

“Miss, let me do it,” the bodyguard offered.

“No need, go investigate who did this.”

“…Yes.”

The bodyguard left the room, and Chuzheng once again opened up the bandage to stop the bleeding.

“Does it hurt?” Do you need some anesthetic?

“Hm? What did you say?” Jiang Ye, as if just regaining his senses, asked with some bewilderment.

Chuzheng looked up, “I asked if it hurts.”

Jiang Ye’s eyes met Chuzheng’s, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

He diverted his gaze, “It’s tolerable.”

Tolerable… So it doesn’t hurt…

Chuzheng reapplied medicine to the wound, which had already been healing nicely and would hurt even more now that it had reopened.

Jiang Ye clenched his teeth until Chuzheng finished bandaging him before he relaxed.

“Miss Sheng, I just saved you, right? Let’s call it even,” he said.

“It’s not certain they were coming for me,” Chuzheng replied.

Both of us! There’s a fifty-fifty chance they were after you!!

“…” Jiang Ye choked back a response, “But I also saved you. If I hadn’t pulled you… that bullet might have hit you.”

Chuzheng responded indifferently, “If you weren’t injured, I wouldn’t have been in that room.”

“…”

Jiang Ye ground his teeth, “I also didn’t ask Miss Sheng to change my dressing.”

“If you weren’t injured, I wouldn’t be changing your dressing.”

“Miss Sheng, that’s being a bit unreasonable. It’s not like I wanted to get hurt, you can’t blame me…” If you hadn’t kept me here, how would you be here!

The girl stopped her handiwork and looked at him expressionlessly.

Even though he hadn’t done anything wrong, he somehow felt she was a bit terrifying at that moment.

Jiang Ye’s retort circled in his mouth before he swallowed it back.

Such a fierce girl, how would she ever get married in the future!

No, that’s not right…

Why should he care about that?

Jiang Ye fumbled with his clothes on the bed, slowly fastening buttons.

He looked away, “Miss Sheng, who do you think was the target just now? I won’t argue with you, I’m asking seriously.”