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He doesn't want to be trapped in his own cocoon; he wants to break free and be reborn.
Meeting the woman's clear eyes, Feng Jue felt for a moment that he was being too flirtatious, as if he were polluting the purest sanctuary.
It made him feel a little uncomfortable for a moment, so he simply reached out and covered the woman's almond-shaped eyes.
Su Xi's hand accidentally touched the man's back.
Feng Jue let out a muffled groan, his back stiffening slightly.
Looking down at the man, Su Xi saw that the back of his suit was soaked with something, a deep red stain.
It looks like blood.
Her pupils dilated slightly. "You injured your back?"
"No."
The woman feigned a cold expression, saying, "I don't like men who lie."
There was still a sweet taste in her mouth.
With her back injured like this, how could she possibly get pain relief? Su Xi grew angrier the more she thought about it.
Feng Jue pursed his lips. "I touched it by accident."
"You think you could hurt him like this? Let me see." Su Xi said, grabbing the man's suit jacket, but then chickened out.
The moment she let go, the man's hand reached for hers, his warm palm enveloping her small hand tightly.
Her voice was low, tinged with a hint of panting and teasing, "Where... do you want to see?"
Su Xi blushed and shook off his hand. The movement was too big, and her leg accidentally hit the seat, hitting a blister. She cried out in pain, her eyebrows furrowed, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
"Did you hurt yourself? Let me see." Feng Jue quickly grabbed Su Xi's skirt, but stopped abruptly as he was about to lift it up.
After a pause, he slowly lifted the cloth, revealing that the blisters on the woman's calves had burst, revealing bloodstains.
"It's too cramped here. Let's go upstairs and apply some ointment." Before Su Xi could refuse, the man got out of the car, walked around, and opened the passenger door.
"I'll carry you up."
Holding each other in a suggestive way will inevitably lead to gossip and criticism if seen by others.
"Didn't you injure your back?"
"Minor injury."
Su Xi pursed her lips tightly. "I can do it myself."
The man chuckled softly, his voice deep and seductive, "You're my woman, why are you being so formal? You can treat me like a slave."
Knowing the man was joking, Su Xi's cheeks still flushed. She could only get up and lean against his back.
A man's back is broad and upright, and lying on it makes you feel very safe.
The moment the man stood up, Su Xi even felt a sense of weightlessness, and a thrilling joy welled up in her heart, as if she were being lifted high. She unconsciously curved her lips into a smile.
She wrapped her arms around the man's neck, her cheek brushing against the back of his neck. His body odor, mixed with the scent of hormones, permeated her lungs; the aroma was damnably alluring.
Su Xi shifted her position and, for some reason, caught a faint smell of blood. She couldn't help but frown.
The man was more seriously injured than she had imagined.
They actually kept quiet about it. I was still thinking...
I thought he was a Chinese actor known for his role in "From Beijing with Love." Or maybe the surge of adrenaline really does relieve pain?
They looked like Pigsy carrying his wife on his back. For some reason, this ridiculous thought suddenly popped into her head.
Thinking about this and that, all sorts of things are in disarray.
My heart was pounding wildly, and I felt completely disoriented.
Unbeknownst to the two, someone raised a camera from the dense grass and took several photos.
The flash illuminated the man's excited face.
Upon reaching the third floor, Feng Jue did not put Su Xi down. Instead, he slightly turned his body to the side, allowing the woman to open the door.
Su Xi had no choice but to unlock it with her fingerprint.
The man placed the woman directly on the sofa, knelt on one knee, and helped her change into slippers. The woman's small, delicate feet stirred something within him.
He washed his hands, grabbed the first-aid kit, and as he took out the ointment, the woman grabbed his fingers.
The man looked at her, noticing the seriousness on her face, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Look how fierce I am."
The moment the words left their mouths, both of them trembled in unison, terrified.
The man's breath hitched, his thick eyelashes fluttered, and his obsidian-black eyes instantly turned lustful.
"Look...look at my clothes in front of me," Su Xi stammered as she explained.
The man's gaze moved from the woman's face down to her chest, his pupils flickering slightly. He hadn't even noticed the large bloodstain on the front of her dress.
Because it was a light-colored dress, the bloodstains were quite noticeable. The man's eyes flickered as he avoided Su Xi's gaze.
The woman gently tugged at his suit jacket.
"Let me see."
It was rare to see a woman so assertive, and not wanting to embarrass her, Feng Jue smiled and said, "Okay."
He moved forward a bit to make it easier for the woman to undress.
Su Xi was so startled that she let go of his hand. "Aren't you going to do it yourself?"
"You chose to see it yourself."
Su Xi pursed her lips, realizing that the man wouldn't take his clothes off by himself. She was really worried, so she decided to just go for it. What's the big deal if it's just a look at his back?
She lowered her eyes, unbuttoned the man's suit jacket, and gently took it off. Turning to look at the man's back, her pupils contracted.
The white shirt was stained with blood, which looked like it had stuck together. She had been lying on the man's back and the blood had been rubbed off. It must have hurt so much. She couldn't help but glare at the man.
One by one, the man's shirt buttons were unbuttoned, and the moment they were lifted, his well-defined pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, and even his V-line were immediately apparent.
Everything is laid out clearly. Visually striking.
Su Xi blushed with fright and almost covered the man's clothes again. But then she remembered that the man's wound shouldn't be rubbed so much. She closed her eyes and scolded him gently, "Turn around. I only want to see your back."
The man nodded and obediently did as he was told, "Done."
Su Xi opened her eyes a crack and was met with a crisscrossing network of wounds. Her pupils dilated in shock.
The man's back was covered in wounds, almost no unscathed area, as if he had been hit with a cane. Considering the situation at the old house tonight, it was probably the old man who did it.
"Is that the old man?"
"Yes." The man didn't hide anything.
Su Xi bit her lower lip so hard it almost bled; she instinctively felt this was related to her. Feng Jinchen's money was the Feng family's money. Her uncle was helping her fight for the Feng family's interests, so he was being targeted by the old man?
But given the old man's high regard for his uncle, it's unlikely that a mere 20 billion would be enough to beat him up like this; there must be another reason. What could it be?
Is it because of me?
"It has nothing to do with you," the man vehemently denied.
Hearing this, Su Xi breathed a slight sigh of relief. If her uncle had been beaten for standing up to the old man for her sake, and she had given him a cold shoulder and kept her distance when he came out, she would have felt even more uneasy.
"Why is that?"
The man chuckled softly, "Personal privacy should not be publicized."
Su Xi choked for a moment, then called a doctor for advice. Luckily, she had the appropriate medication in her medicine cabinet.
"Let me apply the medicine for you."
As she expected, the man did not refuse. After all, he didn't have hands on his back.
She applied the medicine gently, one stroke at a time. Suddenly, the man moved.
"Ah, be gentle."
That voice even carried a hint of soul.
Su Xi blushed instantly, her face turning bright red to the roots of her neck.
That damn man is clearly putting on an act. She was being very careful.
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