Chapter 15 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

When the car stopped, a long body came down from the car. Wearing a black knee-length trench coat, he looked languid and careless as before, but a cold air exuded from deep within his bones, treacherous and scary.

By the side of the street, the girl’s figure was like a ruined and withered flower, and his eyes turned red when he saw her bloodstained body.

He went over and picked her up.

She had already fainted.

But when he picked her up, her lips seemed to move slightly.

He frowned and went close to hear.

It was…

“… F*ck.”

The corners of Rong Zhan’s eyes twitched slightly. “…”

How angry was she? She didn’t forget to curse even in her unconscious state.

He stroked her beautiful but extremely pale face and said with little emotion, “You only have this ability to scold people? Why, did I not f*ck you enough that night?”

Although he said it like that, there was a trace of coldness in his long and narrow eyes as he looked at the wounds on her body.

Especially when he looked at the villa she came out of in the distance, he suddenly smiled, looking eerie and gloomy.

Those fools!

How dare they touch his woman? They were in no position to do that!

When Sang Xia woke up again, her first impression was that she felt tense and breathless. She then looked down and saw that she was wrapped like a mummy. She was stunned for a moment before regaining her senses.

She was beaten up previously.

Someone had saved her.

But, wasn’t she supposed to be in the hospital?

What was going on?

Sunlight shone through the French window, half of which was blocked by the curtain as it fell into the shadows.

And there was a man standing in the shadows.

The man was smoking by the window, the lighter lit up with a small blue flame. His slender and long fingers were drawing near the flame, and there was a hazy red light between the gaps of his fingers, as if it was the faint light at sunrise.

Sang Xia was stunned.