The air in the room was stagnant, and breathing was uneven.
Tang Song's resentful gaze remained fixed on Zhu Hao, who awkwardly touched her ear.
She took out her phone, quickly typed a few words, and then pushed the phone in front of Tang Song.
Does your knee hurt?
Tang Song pursed his thin lips, his dark eyes fixed on the phone screen.
A moment later, he slightly lifted the hem of his bathrobe, revealing a pair of swollen, red knees, and carefully stretched them out in front of Zhu Hao. His usually cold and stern voice carried a hint of fragility, "It hurts..."
[I heard that the "feigned injury" tactic is quite effective. Could I try it on a cub? Ouch~ I feel like the cub is still angry, but cubs are so soft-hearted; perhaps it won't stay angry for the sake of my injured knee?]
Zhu Hao's facial muscles twitched, and he glanced at Tang Song with a rather speechless expression.
The long black tail that had been drooping down just moments before is now starting to curl slightly upwards, with the tip twitching restlessly and vaguely forming a small heart shape.
This was the first time Zhu Hao had seen a hint of fragility in Tang Song's sharp features.
She really wanted to tell Tang Song that with his height of 1.9 meters and the muscular physique that almost burst his bathrobe, he was really not suited to pretending to be weak.
Zhu Hao suppressed a laugh, bit her lower lip, put away her phone, and silently kicked the first-aid kit out from the ground.
Snap!
The first-aid kit was parked at Tang Song's feet.
[Waaaaah~ It's no use, it's no use! Why didn't the self-inflicted injury trick work on the cubs!? Waaaaah...]
Zhu Hao glanced at his knees, swallowed hard, and looked away.
Are you crazy?
Could it be that Tang Song was hoping she would apply medicine to his knee?
Tang Song wasn't wearing anything under his bathrobe; he just lifted it up like that. That wasn't a self-inflicted injury ploy; it was a stunt using his good looks!
Zhu Hao's ears turned bright red as she typed, trying to suppress her embarrassment, "Please apply the medicine yourself; it's not convenient for me."
[Waaaaah... Excuses! All excuses! My little one is so cruel! He must not have forgiven me yet! Waaaaah...]
Zhu Hao glared at Tang Song's legs, and in a fit of anger, turned on her phone's camera, switched it to the front-facing camera, and pointed the phone screen at Tang Song's calves.
The muscle definition beneath the bathrobe was fully visible.
[Ah!! Inconvenient, inconvenient! Super inconvenient! I'm so embarrassed, so embarrassed! Don't look! Don't look!]
Tang Song quickly closed her legs like a timid young wife, her face slightly flushed, looking frustrated and wanting to say something but holding back.
He quickly reached out and snatched Zhu Hao's phone, turned off the screen, stuffed the phone under a sofa cushion, and swiftly opened the first-aid kit to apply the medicine himself.
He said in a muffled voice, "I can do it myself."
The atmosphere inside was strangely ambiguous and tender. Their bathrobes were intertwined on the sofa, and no one spoke except for the sound of the medicinal wine rubbing against their skin.
Just as Zhu Hao felt like she couldn't breathe, there was a knock on the door.
[Whew! Zhu Qing is here! Great! My savior!! Come in quickly, come in quickly, I'm going crazy if you don't come in soon!]
Tang Songteng got up and walked quickly towards the door.
Zhu Hao chuckled as she watched Tang Song's disheveled and slightly embarrassed back.
Taking advantage of the moment Tang Song opened the door, Zhu Hao snatched the phone that Tang Song had hidden under the pillow.
With slender, pale fingertips swiping across the screen, a three-second video came into view.
His fair and muscular physique was accentuated by a white bathrobe draped over his shoulders, seemingly concealing his physique.
I was so scared that I immediately quit the software.
Damn it!
Tang Song just pressed the record button!!
He did it on purpose!
He definitely did it on purpose!
The Beauty Trap!
It's definitely a tactic using a handsome man!
Zhu Hao's face instantly turned red, as if it had become flushed.
When Tang Song returned, he immediately noticed Zhu Hao's unusual expression and his brows furrowed instantly.
Why is the cub all red? Does it have a fever? Could it have caught a chill last night?
Zhu Hao gripped his phone tightly with both hands, his fingertips trembling.
Tang Song is a big lecher!
Tang Song strode over to Zhu Hao, raised his hand and pressed it against her forehead to check her temperature.
【Hmm? It's not hot, but it does seem a bit warmer than usual. Should we ask Tang Wu to come and take a look?】
Uh… I think I left Tang Wu and the others in the garden lawn outside the manor last night. Have they come out yet?
Zhu Hao stepped back slightly, glanced quickly at Tang Song, moved aside, and looked at Zhu Qing behind Tang Song.
Zhu Qing, carrying several bags of clothes, tilted her head and looked past Tang Song at Zhu Hao. "Miss Zhu, these are clothes that Mr. Tang asked me to buy. Please take a look and see which one you like."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Qing placed the clothes in front of Zhu Hao, then picked up one of the smaller bags and handed it to Tang Song, saying, "President Tang, these are the clothes you will be wearing today."
Tang Song nodded slightly, took the bag, placed it on the table, and looked down at Zhu Hao with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Zhu Hao shook his head repeatedly, subtly hiding his phone under his bathrobe, and also gathering up the few strands of Tang Song's tail hair that had fallen off the sofa, tucking them under the bathrobe as well.
Sigh... Why do I feel like the distance between the cub and me has increased since last night?
[And last night in the bathroom... I was thinking about cubs! I'm such a beast! No wonder the cubs are keeping their distance from me today! So annoying, so annoying! Ugh~]
Zhu Hao's eyelashes trembled slightly, her fingertips scratched at the leather surface of the sofa, and she lowered her head, remaining silent like a quail.
"President Tang." Zhu Qing turned to Tang Song at the right moment, his face all business. "Those thugs you asked me to investigate last night are just some local bullies with no powerful connections."
Tang Song's expression hardened, his muscles tensed, and a low-pressure atmosphere filled the room. "Hmm, who ordered this?"
Last night he was in heat and completely lost his senses, so he didn't hear clearly what was happening outside the door.
He was not fully awake until Zhu Hao fell asleep in bed.
Zhu Qing was instructed to investigate the thugs who broke into the house overnight.
“It’s Miss Zhu’s older sister, Fang Ling.” Zhu Qing pulled out a stack of documents from her bag and handed them to Tang Song. “These are all their call logs and chat logs.”
Tang Song frowned as he quickly flipped through the documents.
Zhu Hao glanced at Zhu Qing, then her gaze fell on the documents in Tang Song's hand. Forgetting all about being shy, she quickly leaned in to take a look.
[20,000 yuan, plus the chance to play with women, interested?]
Of course I did it! When?
At least five men, tomorrow night at 9 PM, Tianhu Building Hotel, room 3907.
【make a deal!】
...
Zhu Hao stared incredulously at the cold black and white words on the document.
Even though she had already guessed last night that the group of thugs were instigated by Fang Ling.
But when she saw these extremely cold and cruel words with her own eyes, she still couldn't help but feel a chill.
Fang Ling, whom her biological parents saw as weak, helpless, and kind-hearted, committed these beastly acts without any mercy.
[Dirty thing, dirty thing! My heat came early last night, it must be related to this dirty thing!]
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