He Jiaojiao brought her people back to the room. She turned on the light and sighed. Although Xie Yunchu was cruel, Xie Yuche's room was still the same as before. At least they didn't have to squeeze into a small room.
She carefully wiped the wounds on his body with a hot towel, and then took out the ointment and applied it gently. However, when the ointment was squeezed into her hand, an unfamiliar smell came out. She lowered her head to smell it and frowned.
She remembered that it didn't taste like this before. Could it be that it had been opened too long and expired?
He Jiaojiao shook her head and threw the ointment directly into the trash can.
Then she rummaged through her bag and found a new one.
Fortunately, she bought a lot in advance.
007 was hiding in the dark, and was almost furious at He Jiaojiao's actions. It slipped out of the room when the two were not paying attention.
This heroine is really pissing it off! Is she hoping the hero dies soon?!
It was not until it threw itself into Yun Chu's arms that it spoke indignantly about the heroine's actions.
Yunchu helped 007 smooth his fur and comforted him softly. Only then did Butler He come forward. He hesitated to speak. Yunchu looked at him coldly and said:
"Uncle He is also an elder of the Xie family. Just speak frankly."
Uncle He is He Jiaojiao's father and the steward of the Xie family. He also has another identity, probably the male protagonist's future father-in-law.
"Miss..."
Uncle He called out respectfully and knelt on the ground. "Miss, I have watched you grow up. Can you please be nicer to the young master for my sake?"
His eyes were bright and his words were sincere.
Xie Yunchu chuckled and teased the Persian cat in his arms with his fingers: "Uncle He, do you think what I did is wrong?"
Uncle He swallowed subconsciously, "No, Miss... I just think that the young master is still a child... It's really inappropriate to let him touch things like swords and guns..."
Yunchu stood up, as if he had heard a joke: "Uncle He is really good at joking. At eighteen years old, he is no longer a child."
She turned away, hiding the expression on her face. “After all, when I was eighteen, I saved him from the dead with just a gun.”
Uncle He's face froze. Xie Yunchu had been the head of the Xie family for three years, acting cruelly and viciously, but he had forgotten that she was only 21 years old this year...
Yunchu adjusted his mood, turned around, and put on a gorgeous smile on his face: "Uncle He, if one day I am gone by accident like my parents, who do you think can support the Xie family and who can protect him?"
Relying on that little white flower He Jiaojiao? It seemed impossible.
Uncle He's eyes moved slightly and he lowered his head.
Xie Yunchu is very powerful, but she is just an ordinary person.
As long as you are human, there will always be a day when you die.
In particular, what she faces every day are swords and guns that are hidden in the dark and cannot be seen.
Xie Yuche's room.
He Jiaojiao had already helped him treat his wounds simply, and then carefully took out the birthday cake she had prepared in advance from the cabinet.
She placed the birthday cake in front of Xie Yuche and then put a few candles on it.
Xie Yuche looked at the exceptionally exquisite cake and then he remembered that today was his eighteenth birthday.
He Jiaojiao had already lit the candles and was looking at Xie Yuche with anticipation.
Xie Yuche's eyelashes trembled slightly, he looked at the candle flame and pursed his lips.
He Jiaojiao sat next to him without saying anything. She knew that Xie Yuche was missing his parents... and his former sister Yunchu.
Xie Yuche seemed to remember something and opened the drawer. Inside was an old pocket watch. Inside the pocket watch was a photo of their family of four.
He was only ten years old at that time, while the thirteen-year-old Xie Yunchu had already become a talented woman in the circle. She played the piano very well, and others said that she was born to be an artist.
He sneered and tilted his head. The past... the past could not represent the present and the future. Eight years ago, none of them would have thought that the hands playing the piano would be stained with blood.
He is an adult now and he deserves to take back what belongs to him.
The sound of high heels hitting the ground in the corridor brought Xie Yuche back to his senses. The expression on his face was visibly tense.
He Jiaojiao has stood up and wants to hide the cake. Sister Yunchu will definitely be angry if she sees her celebrating Xie Yuche's birthday.
However, her actions were obviously a little late.
Yunchu was so rude that she didn't even knock on the door. She pushed it open and walked in. She was holding a gift box in her hand. When she saw the things on the table, she chuckled and opened her red lips slightly: "It's really warm~"
He Jiaojiao subconsciously lowered her head and began to apologize: "Sister Yunchu, don't be angry, it was all my own decision... Don't blame Yuche."
Xie Yuche glared at Yunchu and opened his arms to block He Jiaojiao behind him.
When Yun Chu saw him protecting his child, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a heart-pounding smile.
She set her sights on He Jiaojiao, "Jiaojiao, come to your sister~"
He Jiaojiao looked at Yunchu, then looked at Xie Yuche worriedly. She really wanted to protect Xie Yuche, but... facing Xie Yunchu's order, she... she really couldn't refuse.
She bit her lower lip, put her hand on Xie Yuche's arm that was blocking her, and shook her head at him.
"Yu Che, don't worry, Sister Yun Chu won't do anything to me."
Xie Yuche believed what He Jiaojiao said but he did not believe in Xie Yunchu's character.
Xie Yunchu is a complete liar and what he says does not count at all.
He Jiaojiao patted his shoulder gently again, and Xie Yuche put down his arm, but he looked at Xie Yunchu like a wolf cub.
He Jiaojiao came over and wanted to explain something: "Sister Yunchu..."
Yunchu's frown turned cold, and he said only two words: "Get out!"
“I…I…”
He Jiaojiao has always been afraid of Xie Yunchu. Before, Xie Yunchu always spoke to her with a smile, but now he is so cold, and she can hardly hold back her tears because of her incontinence.
She groaned and had to leave.
They were the only two people left in the room.
Yunchu looked at the cake on the table and sneered, "Why, it's your birthday, and you don't even invite your sister to sit down and taste the cake to see if it's delicious?"
Xie Yuche clenched his hands into fists, and veins bulged on the back of his hands.
"You don't deserve it!"
She was not worthy of being his sister at all. He had stopped treating her as his sister a long time ago.
"Oh, I see."
The answer was expected, and Yunchu was not angry. He just sat down, lightly dipped his fingers in a little cream, and put it into his mouth.
"It's a pity, I've already eaten it. If you hate it so much, then don't eat it."
She took a tissue and gently wiped her fingers that had just touched the cream.
Her movements were noble and elegant. If Xie Yuche's heart had not been filled with hatred, he might have been attracted by her subtle movements.
He lowered his eyes, his stomach still churning. She knew she wanted to disgust him and make him uncomfortable.
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