C403 (2/2)
”You saved me?” Wang Shilin probed.
Before she completely lost consciousness, she seemed to see a glimpse of ruthlessness and to ask him for help.
”What do you think?” Hua Qianlou raised his eyebrows and asked.
”Thank you for saving me.” Wang Shi Lin lightly said. She got out of bed and prepared to leave. She knew that she could not stay here any longer.
”Do you think a single word of thanks would be enough to offset my saving your life?” Hua QianXun crossed his arms over his chest, tapping his slender fingers on his arm.
”Then how do you want me to repay you?” Wang Shilin stopped in her tracks and looked at Hua QianXun with her ice-cold eyes.
”Very simple, I want you tonight!”
The domineering words escaped his lips. Perhaps he didn't even realize it himself.
”You're shameless! I will not agree to your request! ” Wang Shilin's face was flushed with anger.
”If you don't agree, that's fine too. I'll find someone to make you relive the scene of being surrounded by the hooligans!” Hua QianXun's low voice was filled with threat, ”After taking a shower, go to the fifth floor. You should know where my bedroom is. I'll give you a quarter of an hour. ”
With that, his tall figure strode out of the guest room.
Wang Shilin sat limply on the bed. When she thought of the ferocious faces of those thugs just now, her limbs and bones couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably.
As if the disgusting sausage mouth were still moving in front of her eyes, she reached out and wiped her lips until they swelled and burned.
”Hahahaha …”
Suddenly she burst into wild laughter, forlorn and desperate, so that tears rolled down her pale cheeks.
Love is gone, all that is left is an empty shell without a soul; the body is no longer pure, so why care about these additional humiliations?
Death was perhaps a shortcut to freedom.
But what was the meaning of death?
Wiping away her tears, Wang Shilin walked into the bathroom in a daze. She turned on the shower and met the water curtain that was pouring down …
It had only been a quarter of an hour. Wang Shilin, wrapped in a large bathrobe, had taken the elevator up to the fifth floor and arrived in front of Hua Qianlou's bedroom.
Reaching out her hand, she rapped on the door a few times. Upon hearing the indifferent response from the inside, Wang Shilin turned the handle and pushed open the door.
Hua Qianlou was wearing a black bathrobe as he leaned against the headboard. His black hair hung in front of his face, blocking his ice-cold eyes.
Black always seemed to be his chief color, and like his people, it was gloomy and oppressive.
”I've followed your instructions. What do you want me to do next?” Wang Shilin was expressionless, and her voice sounded mechanical.
”Don't you know what to do?” Hua QianXun's cold gaze swept over Wang Shilin.
”I know.” Wang Shi Lin said without any emotion.
She walked slowly to the luxurious double bed in front of her and lay down on it.
Throughout the entire process, her face was calm and indifferent.
Such a obedient Wang Shilin caused a hint of astonishment to flash across Hua QianXun's face, but very soon it disappeared into his usual indifference.
The woman lying on the bed had a vacant look in her eyes, as if she was a soulless puppet. He had expected her to struggle as furiously as before, but it was unexpectedly quiet.
A night later, Hua Qianlou used his hand to pat Wang Shilin's face. Seeing that she had no reaction at all, her face turned red and started to sweat profusely. Hua QianXun put on his bathrobe and picked up the phone from his bed.
”Dr. Dean of the Dragon Gang has come over.” The cold voice commanded ruthlessly.
Half an hour later, Doctor Du arrived at Hua Qianlou's villa.
After giving Wang Shilin a detailed diagnosis, she gave her an IV drip and prescribed the medicine.
”Is she dead?” Hua QianXun sat on the bedroom sofa with his legs crossed. He sipped the coffee in his hands and asked emotionlessly.
”It's not that serious. It's just that I've fallen asleep from a cold. I'll be fine after I put some pills in and wait for the fever to subside.” Dr. Dean explained in detail.
”Mm, you can go now.” Hua Qianlou nodded slightly.
”Yes, Flower Young Master!” Doctor Du respectfully nodded to Hua Qianlou as he packed the medicine box and walked out of the room.
Hua QianXun stood up and walked over to the bed, looking down on Wang Shilin.