Jiang Mingzhuo

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Xie Yong actually came.

I composed myself and stepped out of the bathroom. My goal was clearly to make these men fight, but looking at Ye Fenglin, who was still fast asleep, I felt a pang of reluctance.

Deceiving someone's feelings is indeed a terrible thing to do, but I have no other choice.

It was still cold and gloomy outside, but the apartment was as warm as springtime.

The entire room is equipped with a fresh air system that displays real-time temperature and humidity, automatically adjusting to the most comfortable living environment for the occupant. Even though I was wearing a thin dress, I didn't feel cold at all.

I walked down the stairs, and in the huge living room, Xie Yong was as relaxed as if he were at home.

The dazzling chandelier overhead cast a cold, desolate light onto Xie Yong's handsome face. His pale, jade-like skin shone brightly in the night, making him very eye-catching.

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"..." I opened my lips, but couldn't say a word.

Xie Yong showed no remorse for sneaking into someone's house in the middle of the night; he walked straight toward me, who was standing on the steps.

"Ah!" I exclaimed in surprise as he suddenly picked me up.

"Keep your voice down. I don't know what will happen to Ye Zi if you wake him up," Xie Yong laughed.

The man's bangs were blown away, making him look as if he had just taken a shower.

Xie Yong carried me to the sofa and made me sit on his lap. He frowned as he looked at the bruises on my arm, and then slowly stroked my waist under my skirt. I had nothing down there. Xie Yong was quite the gentleman; seeing my pale face from the pain, he swallowed twice.

He actually brought the medicine. I was startled. I thought Xie Yong's so-called pursuit was just talk. He was more considerate than I thought, but only a little.

Xie Yong made me lie face down on the sofa, with my back to him. He unzipped my skirt and gently massaged my wounds with his hands, applying medicine from my shoulder, waist to my buttocks. I felt that his gaze was excessively possessive; I could only see his strong profile and powerful forearms.

His hand slowly moved down and immediately noticed my absence—it was empty. Xie Yong wasn't clueless; he immediately understood what had happened between me and Ye Fenglin before he arrived.

I noticed Xie Yong's hand resting on my waist, his voice carrying a nonchalant ease: "It seems Ye Zi satisfies you quite a bit."

Xie Yong's calm and steady voice seemed perfectly normal at first glance, but having spent time closely with him, I knew that this was a sign that his rationality was on the verge of collapse.

I turned to look at him, and in an instant, my eyes welled up with tears. "No..."

I shook my head, biting my lip hard, afraid to make a sound. I just looked at him with what I thought was the most innocent expression. Xie Yong raised an eyebrow, and I sensed that he was a little tense and anxious. He leaned down and hugged me tightly.

"Don't cry." Xie Yong wanted to get close to me again, but was also worried about touching my wounds.

He helped me put my dress on so I could lean against him.

I raised my hand and threw myself into his arms, once again giving him the illusion that I had been "forced" by Ye Fenglin. Perhaps I had been under too much pressure lately, and I couldn't hold back any longer; tears streamed down my face in front of Xie Yong.

Xie Yong rubbed my chin with his fingers, his tone quite helpless: "Why do you like to cry so much?"

I couldn't speak, so I buried my face in the crook of his neck.

"Are you afraid of Ye Zi?" he asked tentatively. "Afraid that you'll reject his advances, and he'll get angry and hurt you?"

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid of you." I told him in a very weak voice, but I was having a hard time speaking now. I could only say long sentences in fits and starts, or I could just use the old method of typing to tell him.

Xie Yong handed me his phone, and I lowered my head. "Xie Yong, you are the most handsome man I have ever met, and also the best man. I don't believe you would like me. If you just want to play around, can you please not contact me? I'm really scared. I'm scared of being found out by Ye Fenglin. I can't fight against either of you, but Yu Xu is my brother. I... I still need him as my family. The treatment is so expensive. I'm scared."

I lied again.

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Family means only gratitude, not love.

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I can't back down anymore; I need to find a way to take the initiative.

If I can only wait in suspicion and fear for the men who will harm Yu Xu to appear, I might as well approach each of these "male protagonists" one by one to find clues.

If I want them to trust me, I must first make them fall completely in love with me.

...Only by revealing their true feelings and vulnerabilities, like Ye Fenglin, can I find an opportunity.

Xie Yong looked at the long text on the screen and hugged me tightly. "Xiao Fu, please choose me. I will be very serious about you and won't let you be afraid."

"No, no, I don't want you, I'm tired of you... Leave me, I..." I was still crying, my tears even hitting his neck. Xie Yong's body stiffened. I felt it was about time, so I gently bit my lip, raised my head slightly, and kissed Xie Yong's lips.

My movements were gentle and careful. I thought that with Xie Yong's arrogant and proud personality, he might just think that I was a girl who liked him, admired him, but dared not approach him. I needed Ye Fenglin's money, but I was also deeply attracted to a man like Xie Yong. I was extremely conflicted.

Xie Yong lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a light shadow beneath them.

Suddenly, he hugged me tightly, his palms were very cold, and he pressed them against my waist. I had never kissed him first before, and Xie Yong quickly lost control, pinning me down and kissing me deeply.

Actually, I only dare to use this trick on a man like Xie Yong. If it were Jiang Zhao, he would have realized my intentions long ago, and I would have just been asking for trouble.

Xie Yong was arrogant and always believed only what he saw.

In his eyes, I was just a weak and pitiful girl who was forced to stay by Ye Fenglin's side because of his threats. I was also caught in a painful struggle because I had feelings for him.

Xie Yong did not consider Ye Fenglin an opponent. He must have thought countless times why he chose Ye Fenglin instead of him.

The more I think about it, the more his personality makes him want to completely conquer me.

As long as Ye Fenglin doesn't find out... I believe that from now on, he won't just come at night; he'll find all sorts of opportunities to get close to me. What I need to do is keep Xie Yong and Ye Fenglin hanging on, and find an opportunity for Ye Fenglin to find out about Xie Yong, making them completely turn against each other.

The more chaotic the situation, the more likely that mysterious man will have nowhere to hide.

"You smell so good..." Xie Yong's hoarse voice rang in my ear, and I trembled. His forehead pressed against mine. "What shampoo are you using?"

"No." I had barely uttered a word when Xie Yong choked me back down.

As we were kissing, I noticed that his skirt had slipped down to his waist, so I quickly patted his shoulder and said, "It's past three in the morning, I... I'm sleepy."

Xie Yong looked at me and chuckled softly; "I'll sleep with you for a while."

"Ye Zi, you'll wake up," I stammered. "Wake up and won't see me, I..."

“I’ve been with him for sixteen years, and I know better than he does when he’ll wake up,” Xie Yong said with certainty. He carried me upstairs to another bedroom, where he held me and slept for a while. Around six in the morning, I vaguely sensed that Xie Yong had quietly left, so I quickly got up and went back to Ye Fenglin’s place.

A short while later, Ye Fenglin's phone alarm went off.

He slightly opened his eyes, and I quickly pretended to be disturbed, snuggling closer to him. Seeing this, Ye Fenglin smiled and kissed my forehead. Afraid that he would notice something was amiss, I rubbed my eyes and looked at him.

"You're up so early." My voice was soft and gentle, without any threat.

"Xiao Fu, you go to sleep. I have a habit of exercising in the morning. I'm almost fully recovered these past few days. I'm going for a run. The housekeeper will make breakfast later, and I'll have them call you then," Ye Fenglin said.

My heart is pounding.

Even though Xie Yong is gone, he left quite a few clues. If Ye Fenglin had been a little more observant, he would have discovered the signs of intrusion into the house last night. I opened my eyes in fear, my throat tightening with tension, and my body stiffening.

I've never done anything wrong. Stirring up trouble between men is a first for me. I feel guilty, and my fingers tremble slightly.

I didn't feel at ease until nine o'clock when the housekeepers had cleaned the apartment thoroughly.

Ye Fenglin had just returned, taken a shower, and changed into a black T-shirt and straight-leg dark gray trousers. He still looked casual and undeniably handsome.

I didn't sleep a wink all night and was in terrible spirits. I was barely holding on. I wasn't even interested in the walk-in closet that Ye Fenglin had specially arranged for me. I picked out a fitted, short, peach-colored knit sweater and went downstairs.

"Xiao Fu, do you want to watch a movie? My family has a private cinema. My dad and Director Yang are good friends. He can take you to see a new movie that hasn't been released yet."

I shook my head. My feelings for Ye Fenglin were different from those for Xie Yong.

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If I just act hot and cold, making him feel anxious and insecure, he'll go crazy on his own without me saying anything.

I should go see Gu Yu again and learn some new skills.

After breakfast, under Ye Fenglin's expectant gaze, I gently told him that I needed to go to the hospital for rehabilitation training.

"I'll take you," Ye Fenglin replied eagerly. He smiled at me, his handsome features relaxing. "Xiao Fu, or I can have the doctor come to the house."

"...No need. Driver, take me there." I smiled and walked to Ye Fenglin's side.

He opened his mouth and bit my earlobe. "I'll have the driver pick you up. If you don't come back, I'll leave you in bed."

I let out a soft moan.

The driver took me to the hospital, and I politely said goodbye before entering the psychological clinic I knew so well. From afar, I could hear the noisy voices of children; they were very enthusiastic, so Xu Ya must have arrived and was playing with them.

As I pushed open the door, my gaze met a pair of all-too-familiar eyes, and I froze in shock.

Jiang Mingzhuo looked at me. His gaze was gentle, yet carried a subtle sense of oppression. My eyelids twitched incessantly, my heart pounded like a drum, vibrating violently from my chest, and my eardrums seemed to ache faintly.

Is it a hallucination? I see him whenever I'm under a lot of stress or under a lot of mental tension.

"Brother Mingzhuo, this is Sister Xiaofu." Seeing that the two of us were just looking at each other without saying anything, the children took the initiative to introduce her to Jiang Mingzhuo. "Sister Xiaofu is also a patient. She speaks very slowly, so you have to be patient with her."

Jiang Mingzhuo, dressed in a dark gray coat, exuded a noble and elegant air, which seemed somewhat out of place in the room filled with children.

"Is that so?" He smiled, his eyes slightly lowered, revealing a hint of mystery. "I will be very patient. Hello, Jiang Fu, it's nice to see you again. I'm a new volunteer."

He reached out his hand to me, and from every angle, it was perfect and flawless.