Chapter 20 Could this person in front of me be called Xiao Juan?
The cave was dark and damp, with a musty smell that emanated from the perpetual darkness.
Fu Xiaoting gently placed Yun Yang on the ground.
The movements were even somewhat gentle.
What happened?
[This idiot, standing so straight, is she afraid the assassin won't spot her?]
[Do you see yourself as a target?]
Yun Yang: "..."
She was completely stunned, sitting blankly on the ground, looking up at the man.
The faint light filtering in from outside the cave outlined his tall and straight figure.
My brain went blank for a good ten seconds before slowly restarting.
A terrible thought flashed through my mind in an instant.
Although he had long suspected that Fu Xiaoting was faking his limp, he didn't know she knew. But now he knows she does.
Following the typical plot of novels, will this cannon fodder character who knows too many secrets be killed off in the next second?
No! She can't die! We haven't spent all the money yet!
The instinct for survival allowed Yun Yang's acting skills to explode instantly.
Her eyes widened, her face filled with exaggerated shock, and she pointed at Fu Xiaoting's legs, her voice trembling.
"Sir, your leg! Your leg!"
"My God! This is a medical miracle!"
Her eyes were filled with tears, and her expression was so exaggerated that it looked like she had won the lottery.
"Sir! Your leg is all better! I knew it, good deeds are rewarded! Heaven must have been moved by your kindness!"
"I've only ever seen scenes like this on the news! I never imagined I'd witness it in person today! What an honor!"
Fu Xiaoting looked down at her, as if she were an idiot.
Did this woman's brain get damaged along with the car?
[I misjudged her; that song "Good Day" definitely wasn't her work.]
[My mouth must be blessed, because when I said someone would die a horrible death, I almost did.]
Yunyang's flattery stuck in her throat.
She sheepishly withdrew her hand and dared not utter another word.
Fine, as long as he doesn't doubt himself, it's okay if he's a little stupid.
She quietly shifted her position, moving a little further away from Fu Xiaoting, and huddled in a corner of the cave, trying to minimize her presence.
The light inside the cave was dim, and it took Yun Yang's eyes a while to adjust before she could barely make out Fu Xiaoting's face.
You won't believe it until you see it, and what you find will shock you.
Several small cuts from tree branches scratched his face, oozing blood.
But that's not the point.
The key point is... his signature scar on his face is gone!
The scar that stretched from his brow bone to his cheek was hideous and deep, and was the most conspicuous mark on Fu Xiaoting's body.
But now, apart from a few fresh scratches, there's no trace of the old scars on his face.
In Yun Yang's mind, a prime-time soap opera about a wealthy family unfolded instantly.
Could it be... that the real Fu Xiaoting died long before I transmigrated here?
Is this his twin brother?!
In order to reclaim the family property, the younger brother had been lying low for years. After his older brother got into trouble, he stepped forward immediately and impersonated him!
Yunyang thought about it more and more and it seemed very possible.
She remembered Fu Xiaoting's octopus cousin, whose name seemed to be Fu Xiaofang.
Xiaoting, Xiaofang...
Could the person in front of me be called Xiao Juan?
Fu Xiaojun...
Yun Yang's thoughts completely veered off course.
Since you're just idling around anyway, it's easy for people to overthink when they're idle.
The cave was eerily quiet, with only the sound of the wind howling outside.
I don't know how much time passed, but then it got dark.
The temperature also dropped.
Fu Xiaoting's inner voice echoed again.
【cold. 】
[Freezing cold.]
[If you can't kill me, you'll freeze me to death, haha...]
Yun Yang's eyes lit up instantly.
Your chance to shine has arrived!
She moved out from the corner, moved closer to Fu Xiaoting, and asked with concern.
"Sir, are you...are you cold?"
Fu Xiaoting ignored her.
Yun Yang wasn't embarrassed at all, and continued, "I know how to make fire by rubbing sticks together!"
Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaoting finally reacted.
He turned his head to look at Yunyang.
I can even start a fire by rubbing sticks together, and I can also hit a cow from a distance.
Fu Xiaoting's inner thoughts were filled with disdain and mockery.
The next second, Yun Yang pulled something out of her skirt pocket.
With a "thud".
A small cluster of orange flames lit up in the darkness.
It is a small lighter.
Fu Xiaoting: "..."
Yun Yang held up the lighter, looking smug.
"How about that? Pretty impressive, right?"
Fu Xiaoting responded with his silent thoughts.
Yunyang didn't dare go far. By the light of the lighter, she rummaged through some dry grass and small branches near the cave entrance.
She piled the hay together and lit it with a lighter.
As a result, the fire didn't light, but instead produced a large plume of choking smoke.
"Cough cough cough!"
Yunyang choked so badly that tears streamed down her face.
The entire cave was instantly filled with a strange, burnt smell.
[So stupid! So stupid!]
Fu Xiaoting's inner thoughts came crashing down on him without mercy.
Are you trying to lure the assassin here?
Yun Yang choked and couldn't speak.
A large hand suddenly reached out and snatched the lighter from her hand.
Using the dim firelight, Fu Xiaoting glanced around, and finally his gaze settled on Yun Yang's skirt, which was already torn in several places.
He held up his finger and pointed.
Yun Yang followed his finger and immediately became alert.
What does he want to do?
Could it be that they're trying to take advantage of someone's misfortune?
Are they after her money?
She immediately pulled her skirt over her chest, holding it tightly against her body, and looked at him warily.
Then, she heard Fu Xiaoting's heart breaking.
What a stingy woman!
Didn't you wear long johns?!
[Damn, I'm freezing to death!]
With a pained expression, Fu Xiaoting tore a long strip of cloth from the hem of his white shirt.
"Sizzle—"
The sound of tearing fabric was exceptionally clear in the quiet cave.
He stuffed the strips of cloth into the haystack and lit them with a lighter.
The cloth was much more flammable than the hay, and the flames shot up in an instant.
Soon, a small campfire was lit in the center of the cave.
The orange firelight dispelled the darkness and cold, and also illuminated the faces of the two people.
Yunyang tucked the cuffs of her thermal underwear into her socks.
Seriously, we've been found out.
She was afraid she wouldn't be able to save money if she didn't wear long underwear.
They were all terrified, and none of them dared to go out.
I was cold and hungry.
The firewood in the fire crackled and popped.
Yun Yang hugged her knees, her head nodding as drowsiness gradually crept in.
She was too frightened today and lost blood; her body couldn't take it anymore.
In her dazed state, she felt the person next to her move slightly.
【Oh dear, what happened? The little brew is almost frozen solid!!!】
Then, a piece of clothing, still warm from her body, was placed over her.
It's Fu Xiaoting's suit jacket.
Yun Yang's eyelids drooped heavily, and she looked at the person beside her.
Fu Xiaoting was only wearing that shirt with very little fabric left, the lines of his well-defined muscles faintly visible in the firelight...
When Jukiro and his men found the cave, this was the scene they saw.
Inside the cave, a campfire was about to burn out.
Yun Yang and Fu Xiaoting stood close together.
No, to be more precise, they were embracing each other.
Yun Yang was nestled in Fu Xiaoting's arms, her head resting on his shoulder, fast asleep.
Fu Xiaoting, on the other hand, held her in his arms in a protective manner.
A pure black suit jacket covered them completely...
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