Late at night at the Shi family's old house, a black Pagani slowly drove into the courtyard.
As soon as the car door opened, Shi Heng picked up Gu Youran without saying a word.
"Put me down! I can walk on my own."
Gu Youran punched his shoulder lightly, but immediately stopped when he groaned, "You're injured, yet you're still hugging me."
Shi Heng tightened his arms, lowered his head and took a deep breath into her hair, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while."
His voice was filled with a stubbornness that brooked no refusal. "When you hit me today, your right ankle hit the ropes three times."
Gu Youran was stunned. "You actually noticed it?"
This man is really considerate. Even after being beaten, he still cares about whether she is injured.
"I noticed a lot more than that."
Shi Heng's footsteps echoed in the corridor, and each step was extremely steady.
The light in the master bedroom came on, Shi Heng locked the door and carefully placed her on the bed.
Before she could react, he knelt on one knee and held her right ankle.
"Don't move." His fingertips gently stroked the blue mark, his brow furrowed. "It's all swollen."
Gu Youran wanted to pull his foot back, "Heal your wound first."
"Be obedient, I'll apply the medicine on you first." Shi Heng had already opened the medicine box and took out the cold ointment.
His movements were extremely gentle, and he rubbed the ointment in circles with his fingertips, and his warm palms completely wrapped around her slender ankles.
Gu Youran curled her toes unconsciously.
Shi Heng raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were deep, "Just tell me if it hurts."
"It doesn't hurt." She replied softly.
But I added in my heart: Nothing compares to heartache.
After treating his ankle, Shi Heng stood up and slowly unbuttoned his shirt.
With his shirt opened, his muscular chest was covered with horrific bruises, which looked particularly glaring under the warm yellow light.
Gu Youran's breathing stagnated and her fingertips trembled slightly.
"It's your turn to help me apply the ointment." Shi Heng handed the ointment to her with a smile on his lips. "Mrs. Shi, you didn't show any mercy when you took action."
Gu Youran took the ointment, dipped her fingertips in it, and gently pressed it on the bruise on his ribs. "You deserve it."
Shi Heng gasped, but smiled contentedly, "Beating is love, scolding is affection?"
"Shut up." Gu Youran glared at him, but unconsciously relaxed the strength in her hands.
Her fingertips carefully avoided the worst bruises. "Why do you want to fight in an underground boxing match?"
Shi Heng suddenly grabbed her wrist and said, "I've tasted that bowl of bird's nest porridge."
Gu Youran paused.
"There was no sugar at all. The so-called 'osmanthus honey' that was added later was just food coloring to adjust the color."
His voice became increasingly deep, "Youbao, when did you start..."
"Lesser Castle," Gu Youran said calmly, "When I treated the old patriarch, he first lost his sense of smell. Today... when I was detoxifying Mom, my sense of taste also began to diminish."
Shi Heng's pupils suddenly contracted, "Every time I use the Nine Star Ring..."
"The five senses will disappear one by one."
Gu Youran raised her eyes and met his shocked gaze, "Touch, hearing, and finally, vision."
These words hit Shi Heng's heart like a heavy hammer.
He suddenly pulled Gu Youran into his arms with such force that it hurt her, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"What good will it do if I tell you?" Gu Youran leaned on his shoulder. "Besides making you worry..."
"I can find famous doctors all over the world! I can buy the best research institutes!"
Shi Heng's voice trembled, "Instead of just watching you like this..."
Gu Youran suddenly raised her head and kissed him on the lips, interrupting this out-of-control confession.
After the kiss, she whispered, "Heng, look at me."
She cupped his face and said, "This is my own choice. Just like you would rather be beaten than vent your emotions, we all have our own ways."
Shi Heng's Adam's apple rolled, and the pain in his eyes almost overflowed, "The price is too high..."
"But it's worth it." Gu Youran smiled, "At least now, I can still taste you."
These words completely broke down Shi Heng's defenses.
He picked the person up and carried him horizontally, striding towards the bathroom.
"What are you doing?"
"A thorough check." He pushed open the bathroom door, his tone unquestionable. "My wife Shi had a tough fight today and needs a thorough check."
As the warm water flowed, Shi Heng's movements were exceptionally gentle.
His fingertips caressed every inch of her skin, from shoulders to waist, as if confirming some treasure.
When his hand reached her waist, Gu Youran suddenly turned around.
She cupped his face with her wet hands, "Heng."
"Um?"
"Have I ever told you..." She kissed his lips, "When you kiss me, it's sweet."
Shi Heng's eyes suddenly darkened, and he pressed her against the tile wall, deepening the kiss.
In the mist, he leaned against her forehead and whispered, "I will definitely find a way to let you taste the sweetness of the world again."
Outside the window, the night breeze blew through the rose bushes, bringing with it a faint fragrance.
It’s a pity that Gu Youran can’t smell it, but the body temperature touching each other at this moment is more real than any other sense.
…
At the same time, Su Manyun paced back and forth in the bedroom, tapping her fingers on the dressing table.
"Zhang Cui, this idiot..." She muttered through gritted teeth, glancing at the mobile phone on the bedside table from time to time.
Suddenly, there was a soft "click" sound from the balcony.
Su Manyun turned around suddenly and saw the floor-to-ceiling window being pushed open silently. A tall black shadow swiftly flipped in.
"It's done. Zhang Cui will never speak again." said the man.
Su Manyun's tense shoulders relaxed slightly, "That bottle..."
"The crystals inside had completely decomposed and turned into table salt. They couldn't find any traces."
"Very good." Su Manyun relaxed completely.
"My husband asked me to tell you," the man's voice suddenly became stern, "from now until the wedding day, you must behave yourself. If you dare to act on your own and ruin everything..."
He increased the strength in his hands, "You will be the next one to disappear."
Su Manyun frowned in pain, "Let go! I get it."
The man released his hand and said, "Remember, wait for the master's next instruction."
After saying that, he swiftly climbed out of the balcony and quickly disappeared into the night.
Su Manyun stood in front of the window, rubbing her wrist, and the expression on her face gradually became gloomy.
She opened the bottom drawer of her dressing table and took out an exquisite jewelry box.
When I opened the box, there was a yellowed old photo inside.
In the photo, Shi Zhengyang is young and handsome. He is hugging Tao Nianwan's waist, and the two are smiling sweetly.
"Thirty years..."
She murmured softly, staring sinisterly at Tao Nianwan's happy smile in the photo, "Do you think you can dominate Zhengyang forever like this?"
Su Manyun scratched Tao Nianwan's face in the photo with her nails. "You're lucky this time. But on the wedding day..."
"I want you to see with your own eyes...how everything you have is taken away bit by bit."
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