C41 (1/2)

Jian Fan's heart skipped a beat. She had suffered too much today that she was almost unable to digest it.

Ling Chen saw that she was in a daze, and did not know what she was thinking. With a flick of his hand, he pulled her into his embrace.

His voice was low and gentle. ”I know you haven't fallen in love with me yet. Your compromise these days was only because you were kind, and you were afraid that I would turn my anger on someone else and hurt the innocent. But I am confident that you will fall in love with me. ”

He spoke too slowly, slowly, all the way to her heart. Was he still the Ling Chen she had first met?

Jane Fan let him hold her until Shi-qian, Song Chengyou, and Marvin found their way up the hill.

The three of them looked at the ground covered in blood, the mess, their eyes wide in disbelief.

”Boss, we're late. Are you hurt?” Marvin hung his head, his heart in his throat. It was his dereliction of duty that led to such an accident.

Shi Qian examined the wounded people on the ground. They were unconscious and didn't die.

Jian Fan struggled out of his embrace, a little embarrassed. He turned around and said, ”Shixiong, Ling Chen is injured.”

Shi Qian immediately tensed up and quickly walked over: ”Where? Was it a gunshot wound? ”

”Don't be so nervous, it's just a scratch.” He turned to Marvin. ”Let's get out of here, then go to a phone booth and call the police. Call an ambulance.”

”This is not your style.” Seeing that he was fine, Song Chengye was relieved. He did not forget to mock him, ”This woman's binding is also very new.”

”If you don't make preparations today, your identity will be exposed if you show up. ”Hurry up and go back.” Ling Chen put his arms around Jane's shoulders, left the wounded on the hill, and quietly drove away from the camp.

After returning to Kingone's warm room and familiar environment, Jian Fan's heart gradually calmed down.

Shi Qian took out his medical kit and bandaged Ling Chen's wound. It was just a layer of skin. To Ling Chen, who was used to seeing great storms, it was not even worth mentioning.

Marvin was still standing by the side with his head lowered, a look of fear and guilt on his face.

Ling Chen waved his hand, ”All of you go back first, I want to rest for a while.” The previous warmth had yet to fully finish. He still wanted to continue warming up. He liked this feeling, which made his heart beat faster with a touch of ambiguity.

”Boss, I've failed my duty. I'm willing to accept any punishment.”

Ling Chen felt his breathing quicken, he really was a blockhead. He suddenly thought of something and parted his lips, ”It is indeed a punishment. I shall punish you to send Young Master Song and the time doctor home, and then when you go back to sleep. You are not allowed to disturb me again.”

Song Chengye laughed, the atmosphere became a lot more relaxed: ”Who dares? ”Daring to scheme against you.”

”It's the remnant of Chen Da.” Ling Chen said indifferently, disagreeing.

Song Chengyou looked at his watch. ”They should have been sent to the police station by now. ”I'll go to the police station now to check on the situation and hasten the date of Chen Da's death so that I can take revenge for you.”

Shi Qian also put away the medical kit, but he still couldn't stop worrying. ”Xiaofan, are you alright?”

”I'm fine.” Before he could finish his words, the domineering man had already entered his arms.

Ling Chen glared angrily, as though he was a child who was afraid that someone would steal his toy. ”She's fine, you can leave now.”

After eating so much, he handed the medicine box to Lian Bian and left.

Song Chengyou went to do some serious business, and Marvin was responsible for bringing him safely to the police station.

The living room immediately returned to silence. Jian Fan relaxed and fell into his embrace.

”Gulp …” A strange sound rang out. Ling Chen looked around, and finally his gaze landed on Jian Fan's flushed face.

He only saw Jian Fan clutching his stomach, unable to raise his head.

”Your stomach?” Ling Chen's eyebrows were raised as a bright smile appeared in his eyes.

”En,” Jane Fan nodded, her scarlet cheeks were extremely tender, like an alluring red apple, ”I … I'm hungry. ” For the sake of performing well in the afternoon, she did not dare to eat her fill. After the battle, she had already used up all her energy. Now that she was back to normal, her stomach began to growl.

Ling Chen hugged her, his eyes filled with love. His chin rested against her black hair, and he gave off a faint fragrance of shampoo that was pleasing to the heart.

”What do you want to eat? I'll let Lian Lian Bi do it. ”

”I want to eat what you made.” Jian Fan was tired after being coaxed by his gentle voice. He lazily spat out a few words.

”Little demoness, I'm injured, why aren't you letting me go?” He scratched the tip of her nose and smiled fondly. His heart was about to soften along with her gentle tone. He felt a trace of sweetness in his heart. ”Today I'll let Lian Bi sit down first. Next time I'm done with my cooking, can I give you some food to eat?”

”Alright.” It was rare for Jian Fan to voluntarily wrap his arm around his waist and not move at all.

When Lian Xi came to call them to eat, he couldn't even interrupt this quiet moment.

”Young master, dinner is ready.” Lian Xi's voice was extremely soft, but it still woke the two people in their light sleep.

”Yes.” Ling Chen responded, gently patting Jian Fan who was in his embrace, ”Darling, it's time to eat.”

When Jane Fan heard the food, she became more energetic. She stretched her back, got up, and went to the dining room.

In the evening, he cooked some nutritious and digestible liquid food. With one cake in each hand, Jane Fan ate happily.

In the middle of the dinner, Lian Xi served two cups of soup.

Jane Fan is the blood nourishing color of the chicken soup, Ling Chen's mysteriousness, once opened there is a strange smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Jian Fan looked at the ingredients in his soup, but Ling Chen covered them up anxiously.

”What's wrong with you? You need to eat Chinese medicine to recuperate? ”

”A woman doesn't understand what it means to be healthy.” Ling Chen's face turned red, but this was the first time he felt shy.

Jian Fan became increasingly interested and refused to give up. He pushed his hand away.

Using a spoon, he lightly stirred up a lot of things that were like tree branches, and a lot of things that were like transparent waist blossoms.

”What is it?” Jane Fan picked up something that looked like a caterpillar and wanted to vomit.