Chapter 286 Really Worried

Although Jiang Hansheng was absent-minded while eating, he was very serious and no one could tell that he was having any problems. Although Ming Wensu was hungry, the food was not to his liking so he just ignored it.

It doesn’t matter whether he eats it or not. Besides, his face is swollen, especially the corners of his mouth. Whenever he eats, the wounds at the corners of his mouth will be affected, so Ming Wensu usually drinks soup.

Only Jiang Shiyue didn't care and just ate and drank.

The Dream Eater doesn't need to eat these things, but that doesn't stop it from squatting beside them and watching its little brother eat with fascination.

With the Dream-Eating Beast around, Jiang Hansheng will always have luck.

For example, as for Ming Wensu now, since he said that he could cure Jiang Hansheng's illness, then there is no problem. As for how to deal with Ming Wensu after curing his brother's illness, Jiang Shiyue doesn't even want to think about it now and will talk about it later.

But it is impossible for him to harm Fu Qinghan.

The lunch was finished quickly, although it seemed calm on the surface but was actually turbulent.

Jiang Shiyue looked at the dishes on the table and glanced at Ming Wensu. Ming Wensu actually understood what was expressed in this look. His brows furrowed and he was about to shout when Jiang Hansheng stood up and stretched out his hand to stop the two of them. "I'll clean up the dishes. There are still some things to do in the kitchen. You don't understand."

The relationship between his younger sister and Ming Wensu was a little weird, so weird that Jiang Hansheng felt a little uneasy.

Besides, the words his sister said to him, as well as the content they expressed, represented consequences that Jiang Hansheng needed to find a place to digest.

Moreover, the kitchen is not far from the living room, so he can secretly observe how the two people get along with each other in the kitchen, and the most important thing is the strange boy Ming Wensu.

Jiang Hansheng swiftly took all the dishes to the kitchen, so Jiang Shiyue and Ming Wensu were left in the living room.

Jiang Shiyue leaned on the sofa, feeling a little lazy.

Ming Wensui used his mental power to heal the wound on his face, causing Jiang Shiyue to stop being lazy and look very serious.

It was the first time that Jiang Shiyue saw mental power being used to treat external injuries.

This kind of mental power is actually a kind of healing ability.

This healing ability can heal all skin and surface injuries.

But it won’t work like Jiang Shiyue treated his fracture just now.

But it was obvious that Ming Wensu could manipulate his mental power to form a protective film for himself, and he could even use his mental power to condense peach petals, but he could not reach Jiang Shiyue's ability to treat fractures. He only made the redness and swelling on his face subside a little, making it look less horrible.

Noticing Jiang Shiyue looking at him, Ming Wensu glanced at her calmly and couldn't help but said, "I still want to ask you something."

Jiang Shiyue put away his scrutinizing eyes, smiled softly and said generously: "Ask, ask, it seems like you have been holding it in for a long time."

"Yes, I was going to ask you before we had dinner, why did you agree to let me stay so easily? Aren't you afraid that I might do something bad to you in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Shiyue chuckled and said unkindly, "You want to do something bad to me? Dream on..."

This guy obviously forgot that his little heart was still in her palm.

Ming Wensu suddenly widened his eyes, and after thinking of something, he felt a little discouraged, "Then aren't you afraid that I will harm your brother?"

"What do you have to gain by harming my brother?"

Jiang Shiyue asked back slowly.

Ming Wensu was stunned for a moment. Yes, Jiang Shiyue’s question made sense. What benefit would it be for him to harm Jiang Hansheng?

There is no benefit at all.

No matter whether I succeed or not, I'm going to lose my life.

But Ming Wensu always felt uncomfortable in his heart. He really didn't understand why Jiang Shiyue let him stay without hesitation. Even if his heart was controlled by her, wasn't she afraid that he had a backup plan?

Even Jiang Hansheng's eyes were filled with vigilance.

Is it really because of one’s skill that one becomes bolder?

"You don't have to think about it anymore. I'll tell you straight out that I've been waiting for you to show up these past few days."

"What, you're waiting for me to show up?"

"Yes, I have been waiting for you these days. Fortunately, you didn't make me wait too long. You showed up so soon..." Jiang Shiyue had a smile in his eyes and was obviously in a good mood.

Ming Wensu said unhappily, "So I've fallen into a trap?"

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"Yes, you just walked into a trap, but you are not what I imagined. I thought you were a shrewd middle-aged uncle, but I didn't expect you to use a body like this."

Jiang Shiyue's words were not sincere, and Ming Wensu couldn't tell the difference between true and false.

Ming Wensui ignored Jiang Shiyue. He stood up and went to the living room. There was a mirror in the corner. He looked at himself in the mirror and his expression was not very good. It was obvious that he was not very satisfied with his healing skills. But there was nothing he could do. There were too many restrictions in his body, which resulted in him not being able to exert even one percent of his ability.

When he sat on the sofa again, Jiang Shiyue said to him, "Ming Wensu, you live on the first floor. There is a bedroom to the right of the study. But my brother and I can only stay here for three days. After three days, we have to leave here. So within these three days, you have to cure my brother's illness."

Ming Wensu's eyes became somewhat unpredictable, and he stretched out his voice: "It depends on the situation..."

"So, when do we start the treatment? What do we need? I'll go and prepare them." Jiang Shiyue asked straightforwardly.

"If I ask for the Soul-Fixing Orb, can you give it to me?" Ming Wensu glanced at Jiang Shiyue with an expression that seemed to ask for a beating.

"My brother is normal in terms of energy body, he doesn't need the soul-fixing bead!"

Jiang Shiyue rejected his request without even thinking about it.

As if he had expected Jiang Shiyue would not agree, Ming Wensu suddenly sneered and looked at Jiang Shiyue with a sinister look: "Jiang Shiyue, in fact, the Soul-Fixing Orb is not in your hand. You gave the orb to your lover, right?"

"Mistress, what does a mistress mean? Who is my mistress?" Jiang Shiyue asked without thinking.

"Don't pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth. Isn't your lover Fu Qinghan?" Ming Wensu curled his lips, as if he knew everything.

This time Jiang Shiyue put away her lazy attitude. She looked at Ming Wensu, who was sitting on the sofa opposite her, very seriously and suddenly said, "Ming Wensu, I was actually a little confused just now. Why do I feel like we knew each other before?"

Ming Wensu suddenly smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved, but the smile was a little weird, even a little bit evil, "Jiang Shiyue, if I say we knew each other before, would you believe it?"

Thanks to Juanshi Bujian for his reward~~~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)