What did you hear?
Ye Ningwan asked in a hoarse voice.
Then she heard Pei Fengzhi hug her, rest his chin on her neck, gently rub against Ye Ningwan's neck, and smell the faint medicinal scent emanating from her neck.
“I heard what you said to threaten Zhang Qin.”
Although separated by a door, Pei Fengzhi could imagine how arrogant and domineering Ye Ningwan must have been, like a cat baring its claws at a stranger, fierce and wicked.
But this fierce and mischievous kitten was now rolling around affectionately in his arms, meowing at him in a soft, childlike voice. Although it was still fierce and proud, it seemed to be just acting cute, completely different from how it treated strangers.
Perhaps the kitten itself didn't even realize this feeling.
Pei Fengzhi's calloused fingers gently stroked the skin on the back of Ye Ningwan's neck.
Ye Ningwan squinted comfortably as she was being pinched, just like a lazy cat. She yawned softly and said in a low voice.
"And then? Are you disappointed in me, Pei Fengzhi?"
Ye Ning pretended to be indifferent, frowned, and looked at the other person coolly.
He realized her true colors, that she wasn't a gentle woman at all, and certainly not as obedient and docile as he had imagined. Would he still like her as before?
Pei Fengzhi released his fingers from the back of her neck and gently stroked Ye Ningwan's beautiful, thick face, his long, narrow phoenix eyes filled with tender emotions.
"Wanwan, I've known what kind of person you are for a long time, much longer than you think. You don't need to worry about what I'm thinking. You just need to be yourself. You need to care about what others think. Anyone who dares to laugh at or belittle you, I will definitely not let them continue to live in this world."
Ye Ningwan met Pei Fengzhi's gaze.
He seemed completely unconcerned about her direct gaze, openly allowing Ye Ningwan to explore the depths of his heart.
The eyes are the windows to the soul. Ye Ningwan can see into the heart of a person through their eyes, reaching the depths of their soul and seeing their true and false side.
But Ye Ningwan couldn't see any falsehood in Pei Fengzhi's eyes.
Everything this person said is true.
"Pei Fengzhi..."
Pei Fengzhi pressed his forehead against hers and responded softly.
"Um?"
Then I heard Ye Ningwan say.
"Pei Fengzhi, why do you love me?"
Is it because he thought she was his ideal woman?
Pei Fengzhi smiled, kissed Ye Ningwan's nose, and said gently.
"My love for you is like something I was born with. You might not believe it, but the moment I saw you, I knew I should love you."
Such sweet words, spoken by such a refined and handsome man, would surely have made anyone else happily succumb to his affections.
But when it came to Ye Ningwan, he couldn't be happy no matter what.
The other person's words seemed to confirm her thoughts.
Ye Ningwan reached out and coldly pushed Pei Fengzhi, who was hugging her, away. She placed a finger on Pei Fengzhi's thin lips and said indifferently.
"Men will tell any lie in front of women, I don't believe you."
Pei Fengzhi gently licked Ye Ningwan's finger that was held up on his lips. His smile carried a hint of arrogance and wickedness, giving his noble, godlike face a strange and broken duality, like a god about to fall into demonic possession and walking step by step into the abyss.
"If you don't believe me, fine, I'll show you."
Pei Fengzhi's arm naturally hooked around Ye Ningwan's slender waist, and he picked her up.
Ye Ningwan suddenly pressed against Pei Fengzhi's shoulder, her face flushed, and the blush at the corners of her eyes spread across her cheeks like a rosy cloud.
She lowered her voice and called out softly.
"Pei Fengzhi, put me down! Even if you're in heat, you should at least look where you are!!!"
Pei Fengzhi rarely saw Ye Ningwan so shy and coy. He tightened his arms around Ye Ningwan, holding her even closer, and couldn't help but lightly bite her lips, asking with a smile.
What do you think I want to do?
Before Ye Ningwan could react, he had already hoisted her onto his shoulder and glanced back at Pei Minghan, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed.
"How could I let another man see us being intimate, even if he is now a useless eunuch?"
Pei Fengzhi pushed open the ward door and carried Ye Ningwan away from Pei Minghan's ward.
The ward door gradually closed. Ye Ningwan wrapped one arm around Pei Fengzhi's neck, raised her head slightly, and looked at Pei Minghan, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed.
Just a second before the ward doors closed completely, she thought she saw Pei Minghan, who was lying on the bed, move slightly.
Click.
With a crisp sound, the door slammed shut, and Pei Fengzhi carried Ye Ningwan away from the place.
In the ward, only a faint light could barely penetrate the window, but it was drowned out by the overly gloomy atmosphere.
Pei Minghan, who had been keeping his eyes tightly closed as if he had fainted, slowly opened them. He tilted his head and looked in the direction where the ward door had closed. A fierce and gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and bloodshot veins climbed up his half-cloudy eye sockets, almost filling them completely.
Pei Minghan's chest heaved violently a few times, then he coughed violently, almost grinding his teeth to powder, barely managing to utter a few words.
"Ye! Ning! Wan!"
"Pei! Feng! Zhi!"
He struggled to get out of bed, but his hands and feet were bound with straps, which pulled him back down and ruthlessly fixed him to the bed.
Pei Minghan struggled several times, but in the end it was all in vain.
He was laid sprawled on the hospital bed, gasping for breath. The heavy smell of blood filled his nostrils, and he felt as if his body was being torn apart, with waves of excruciating pain washing over him.
"Guards! Guards!"
Pei Minghan's voice grew louder and louder, but still no one heard her.
Blood flowed slowly, his life was rapidly slipping away, like a fish that had been pulled ashore, belly up, occasionally thrashing about, but the next second he could only lie on the ground, mouth open, gasping for breath, but no longer able to make a sound.
Pei Minghan looked up at the stark white ceiling, his throat filled with the taste of blood. The thick, damp smell of blood in the entire ward made him want to vomit.
His eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched, but he could do nothing.
He hated it, he hated it so much.
He hated Ye Ningwan for ruining him like this.
She hated Pei Fengzhi, that arrogant and aloof man, even more.
The people he hated most were Zhang Qin and... his mother, who had caused all of this.
It's all because of them... It's all because of them... If it weren't for them...
Hatred gradually solidified into a dark substance in the silent passage of life.
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