"Don't drive me away!" she said, grabbing his strong wrist, looking at him sadly, and trembling, "these wounds will be healed, I suppose...... I can...... Really, it doesn't hurt much!"

"I ask you what's going on?"

"Mr. Feng, I didn't mean to ruin your ......" Xia Yucheng struggled to sit up, bent down to pick up the bathrobe on the ground, and before he could put it on, he was snatched by Feng Hao and thrown aside.

She had to curl up on her knees, keep her head down, and didn't dare to look at him.

Ren is how strong her self-esteem is in her heart, at this time, she really can't be strong.

But how much courage it takes to really talk about those pains!

So, she remained silent, not saying a word.

The mattress trembled slightly, and she looked up, only to see the man's tall back disappear outside the bedroom door.

Is that the end of it?

She frowned, shook her head vigorously, and when Gu Shaoyang's murderous appearance appeared in her mind, she bit her lip and silently shed tears.

……

"Zhu Huan!" In the living room of the suite, Feng Hao commanded in a deep voice while tying the belt on his bathrobe, "Call the doctor over and ask him to prepare the best trauma ointment!"

"Yes, my lord!" Zhu Huan replied respectfully, and at the end, he asked, "Is your lord injured?"

"It's not me!" Feng Hao sat down on the sofa and subconsciously glanced at the bedroom.

"I'll go, sir!"

Zhu Huan left, Feng Hao was a little irritable, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the coffee table and lit it, and took a hard puff.

There was a stumble behind him, and he knew that it was Xia Yucheng, so he said without looking back: "Go to sleep!"

Where did Xia Yucheng dare to sleep, walked towards him with a little hesitation, and stood in front of him a little helplessly.

"Does it hurt?" Feng Hao looked down to see a scar on her calf exposed under her bathrobe.

"It doesn't hurt!"

How could it not hurt? Feng Hao raised his eyebrows to look at her, and in his experience, the scars on this girl's body were left after being hit with a wooden stick, and the person who did it was very heavy.

Suddenly, his heart fluttered involuntarily.

It was a strange feeling, he frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and pulled her to his side and sat down.

"Since I raised you, you are my woman!"

Xia Yucheng looked at him in surprise, feeling a little confused.

"Even if it's bullying, from now on, it can only be me," he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and took her into his arms, "Got it?"

Seeing that she heard the word bullying, she was frightened, and he hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't beat you!"

"Hmm!" Xia Yucheng nodded obediently.

"Are you still studying?" Feng Hao put his arm on her shoulder, consciously or unintentionally looking for a topic.

"Just graduated!"

"Got a job?"

She hesitated for a moment and replied, "In a ...... At a 24-hour fast-food restaurant...... Be a little sister!"

She stammered a little, although she felt that it was not a shame to rely on labor to eat, but she was still afraid that Feng Hao would dislike it.

"What did you study in college?" Feng Hao's tone was still gentle and kind, without the slightest contempt.

"Interior design!" Xia Yucheng added proudly, "I studied very hard, and I participated in a design competition before graduation and won the first place!"

"So powerful?" Feng Hao slapped her cheek in reward, but no longer asked her why she didn't go to the design company, but went to the fast food restaurant.

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