Chapter 283: Don't you know how hard you hit me?

Ming Wensu pulled the corner of his mouth, and under Jiang Shiyue's calm expression, he also restrained his smile, but his tone was very bad: "I have only one condition. If you want to cure your brother's illness, you help me get Fu Qinghan's body."

"You were the one behind the assassination in the presidential suite, right?"

"Of course it's me. I didn't intend to hide it, otherwise I wouldn't tell you directly that I wanted Fu Qinghan's body." Ming Wensu said righteously.

"Fu Qinghan's body is indeed good, but if a dark creature like you enters his body, I think it would be better for that body to be destroyed."

Jiang Shiyue said bluntly with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Unexpectedly, this sentence actually made Ming Wensu explode. He stared with his eyes wide open, raised his eyebrows, and gritted his teeth: "Jiang Shiyue, why can't I use Fu Qinghan's body? Why would you destroy it if I use it? What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you don't deserve to use this body!"

The air suddenly became dead silent, and everything seemed strangely stagnant.

All the smiles on Ming Wensu's face disappeared. He looked at Jiang Shiyue with a sinister look that contained resentment and unwillingness. For some reason, there was also a hint of grievance.

His teeth were chattering.

His chest was rising and falling with anger.

But the surroundings were terribly quiet, so quiet that it seemed as if there was no breathing.

It's a very discordant and strange situation.

Jiang Shiyue stared at Ming Wensu without any fear, and even a smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth. After all, the current situation was under her control. Although she was a little anxious inside, it was actually not a big problem.

Finally, this suffocatingly silent confrontation suddenly spread out like a large ice cube melting into a pool of water.

Ming Wensu let out a breath slowly.

Staring into Jiang Shiyue's eyes, a dark light flashed across them.

Suddenly he smiled.

Although it showed that Wen Su's smile was ugly with a bruised face and nose, the suffocating atmosphere around them dissipated at once.

"I can cure your brother's illness, but only if you let me stay in this villa."

"good!"

Jiang Shiyue didn't hesitate at all and agreed without hesitation.

The promise was too straightforward, which once again stunned Ming Wensu. He was angry, unwilling, and confused, and even protested: "What's wrong with you? Whether you refuse or agree, you are so straightforward, without even thinking about it?"

Jiang Shiyue looked at him strangely, as if his words were stupid and unreasonable: "What is there to think about? What else can you do if you stay here? I have your little heart in my hands, so what should I be afraid of? Besides, my brother's illness is really in your hands."

"But……"

"But what but? Isn't it better to just agree to it immediately? Or do you want to sit down at a negotiation table and talk?"

Ming Wensu: ...

He is so mad!

Ming Wensu stared at Jiang Shiyue in a daze, and his gaze could be said to be somewhat focused.

Unfortunately, Jiang Shiyue no longer has time to deal with him.

Because the Dream-Eating Beast told Jiang Shiyue that it would soon be unable to hold on, and Jiang Hansheng was about to wake up.

Although the Dream Eater didn't mind Jiang Hansheng seeing its true form in such a solitary environment, since Jiang Shiyue minded, it had to listen to its boss.

So naturally I had to tell Jiang Shiyue about the possibility.

Jiang Shiyue suddenly turned around and looked outside the villa. The villa on the first floor had large floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and both sides faced the sun.

It was noon now and the weather was good today. The bright sunshine shone in unobstructed, and there were tiny shadows of light that seemed to dance gently in the air.

Fu Qinghan's subordinates were very considerate. In the large vase on the table in the square hall at the entrance of the villa, there were large lilies and several small red fruit flower branches that seemed to be hung with small lanterns.

It seemed to have added a lot of festive atmosphere, and at this moment a faint fragrance came from that direction.

Of course, Jiang Shiyue was not looking at the bouquet of flowers, she was looking at the people outside the gate, who were obviously the subordinates of the young man in front of her.

Glancing at the food again, she and her brother had actually just finished half of their meal, and the food had already gone cold.

Jiang Shiyue scratched his head in distress.

If she and her brother weren't so special, she would have actually been planning to hire a nanny to cook for them and do the housework.

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But it is obviously not appropriate now. She and her brother have too many secrets, and now there is an inexplicable young man, so the fewer people in the villa, the better.

Otherwise, there might be rumors spreading.

She frowned and looked at Ming Wensu, and said in a bad voice: "Ming Wensu, can you get up? If you can't, I'll let your men come in. If you can, go and tell them that you plan to stay in the villa for a few days, but they are not welcome here."

Ming Wensu tried to move his body, then looked at Jiang Shiyue and said sarcastically, "Don't you know how hard you hit me?"

Jiang Shiyue answered honestly: "I don't know!"

Ming Wensu: ...

Well, he wouldn't talk to this cruel woman.

Jiang Shiyue's attack was based on pure strength. She didn't use any mental power, so she and the Dream Eater didn't need to do anything special in terms of consciousness. This means that Wen Su only suffered superficial injuries. Of course, these superficial injuries were quite serious.

Jiang Shiyue raised her leg and was about to walk in another direction, because that was where her brother would soon wake up, but she didn't expect Ming Wensu to shout loudly from behind: "Jiang Shiyue, don't worry about anything else, shouldn't you take care of my right arm for me?"

Jiang Shiyue stopped in his tracks upon hearing this and turned to look at Ming Wensu.

She really didn't have time for him.

But this guy kept mumbling and complaining in the back, which was really annoying. If he couldn't cure his brother's illness, Jiang Shiyue would have beaten this guy who liked to take over other people's bodies into a pulp long ago.

After all, the original owner of this body has actually ceased to exist, so there is absolutely nothing wrong with beating such a dark creature every time you see it.

Jiang Shiyue walked over impatiently, squatted down and held his right arm, his fingers silently releasing mental power, the mental power was endless, and seemed to turn into a silk thread, going towards the injured part of his arm.

It can be said that at this moment it was as if there was an invisible needle that threaded the equally invisible silk thread made of mental power, and then sewed up his broken bones. The movement was swift and clean. Obviously Jiang Shiyue had done this many times, but no one else saw her movements.

All he could see was Jiang Shiyue's fingers, loosely resting on his arm.

(End of this chapter)