Lin Jingzhi hooked her arms around Ye Qiu’s neck, leaving less than ten centimeters between them. Their bodies were pressed together, and Ye Qiu could clearly feel the steepness of those two valleys.
He had never experienced anything like this before, his heart pounding fiercely. Blushing, he stammered, “Sister Lin, I…”
“Stay tonight, okay?” Lin Jingzhi interrupted him.
Ye Qiu looked at her, feeling as if the deep affection in her eyes was like thick, unmelting honey, making him lose himself.
“Promise me, okay?” Lin Jingzhi’s voice sounded like a plea, making her look even more enchanting under the dim light.
Ye Qiu couldn’t find a reason to refuse, so he just nodded.
Lin Jingzhi smiled happily and said, “Ye Qiu, my face hurts a bit.”
Earlier at the Crystal Palace, Lin Jingzhi had been slapped by Chen Tianzheng.
“It’s okay, I’ll treat it for you. It won’t hurt anymore.”
Ye Qiu examined her face closely and noticed a slight swelling. He quickly poured a glass of clear water, then pressed his right index and middle fingers together, drawing symbols in the air over the water while muttering incantations.
Lin Jingzhi watched him curiously.
After a while, Ye Qiu dipped his fingers into the water and gently applied it to Lin Jingzhi’s face. The swelling quickly subsided.
“Does it still hurt?” Ye Qiu asked softly.
“No, it doesn’t. It’s amazing,” Lin Jingzhi said in surprise.
Just then, there was a knock on the door, followed by Sun Mengjie’s voice, “President Lin—”
“Come in.”
Sun Mengjie entered and saw how close Ye Qiu and Lin Jingzhi were, frowning slightly.
“Is something wrong?” Lin Jingzhi asked.
Sun Mengjie looked at Ye Qiu and said, “You should leave.”
Kicking me out right away? Did I offend you?
Ye Qiu looked at Sun Mengjie.
“What are you looking at? I’m going to help President Lin take a bath. Are you planning to stay here?” Sun Mengjie said coldly.
“Fine, I’ll leave,” Ye Qiu said, turning to go.
“Wait.” Lin Jingzhi stopped him and then asked Sun Mengjie, “How are your injuries?”
“Just some superficial wounds, nothing serious,” Sun Mengjie replied.
“Let me see.”
Sun Mengjie looked troubled. Her injury was on her chest, and she would have to undress to show it. With a man present, it was embarrassing. She turned to Ye Qiu and said, “You should leave.”
“No need to leave. Ye Qiu is a doctor. He can take a look,” Lin Jingzhi said.
“President Lin, this…”
“Hurry up!”
Seeing Lin Jingzhi getting impatient, Sun Mengjie had no choice but to unbutton her clothes.
There was a fist-sized bruise on her chest.
“Does it hurt?” Lin Jingzhi asked softly.
Sun Mengjie shook her head.
Lin Jingzhi pressed a finger gently on the bruise.
“Ah!” Sun Mengjie winced in pain.
“You said it didn’t hurt. Why don’t you ever tell me the truth?” Lin Jingzhi scolded her, then said, “Ye Qiu, help Little Jie.”
“No.”
“I don’t want him to.”
Ye Qiu and Sun Mengjie spoke in unison.
“Stop being stubborn. Let Ye Qiu take a look. Her injury is not minor,” Lin Jingzhi said.
“President Lin, it’s just a superficial wound. It’s nothing. No need to look,” Sun Mengjie said, disliking Ye Qiu and feeling uncomfortable with the location of her injury.
Lin Jingzhi said, “What are you afraid of? Ye Qiu is a doctor, not like those perverts.”
Sun Mengjie cursed inwardly. What’s the difference? They’re all men.
“Ye Qiu, take a look at Little Jie,” Lin Jingzhi said again.
Ye Qiu carefully examined Sun Mengjie’s bruise.
It was the first time Sun Mengjie had been looked at by a man in such a place, and she blushed uncontrollably.
After two minutes, seeing Ye Qiu still looking, Sun Mengjie impatiently asked, “Have you figured it out yet?”
“Yes,” Ye Qiu said. “Your skin is very fair.”
Sun Mengjie was so angry her face turned blue. She was about to curse Ye Qiu when he added, “But not as fair as Sister Lin’s.”
“You—” Sun Mengjie was furious. If Lin Jingzhi weren’t there, she would have hit him.
This pervert was not only taking advantage of her but also insulting her.
Damn man!
“Stop joking. Is Little Jie’s injury serious? If you can treat it, please help her,” Lin Jingzhi said.
Ye Qiu said to Sun Mengjie, “You’re lucky today. For Sister Lin’s sake, I’ll reluctantly treat you.”
Using the same method as before, Ye Qiu poured a glass of clear water, pressed his index and middle fingers together to form a sword gesture, drew symbols over the water, and chanted incantations. Then he dipped his fingers into the water and applied it to Sun Mengjie’s bruise.
Sun Mengjie had never been this close to a man before. Her heart raced, and her cheeks burned.
Inwardly, she cursed Ye Qiu, calling him a fraud. If this actually healed her injury, she’d take his surname!
Two minutes later.
Ye Qiu stopped the treatment, and a miraculous scene unfolded.
The bruise on Sun Mengjie’s chest quickly faded away, disappearing within ten seconds as if it had never been there.
This…
Sun Mengjie was stunned.
“Little Jie, how do you feel now? Does it still hurt?” Lin Jingzhi asked with concern.
Sun Mengjie pressed the spot. There was no pain at all, and she even felt her skin was better than before.
This damn man, though annoying, did have some skills.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore,” Sun Mengjie said, then glared at Ye Qiu. “Don’t expect me to thank you. Hmph.”
“Alright, Little Jie, you should go rest now,” Lin Jingzhi said.
Sun Mengjie was taken aback. Why was President Lin only asking her to leave and not Ye Qiu?
What were they planning to do?
Sun Mengjie quickly said, “President Lin, your foot is injured. Let me help you bathe!”
“No need. Go rest. Ye Qiu is here.”
Sun Mengjie didn’t dare argue further. She knew Lin Jingzhi well enough to understand that if she had to repeat herself three times, she would get angry.
Reluctantly, Sun Mengjie left the room. As she closed the door, she muttered, “Damn man, you’re competing with me for President Lin. I’ll… I’ll… I’ll destroy you in the name of the moon. Just wait.”
In the room.
The lighting was dim, and a faint fragrance filled the air.
Ye Qiu felt uneasy, not knowing whether to stand or sit.
“You seem very nervous,” Lin Jingzhi said with a smile.
Ye Qiu shook his head vigorously.
Lin Jingzhi chuckled and said, “Help me up. I need to take a bath.”
Ye Qiu quickly helped Lin Jingzhi to the bathroom.
“Sister Lin, take your time. I’ll wait outside,” Ye Qiu said, preparing to leave. But Lin Jingzhi suddenly grabbed his hand. “Sister Lin, what are you doing?”
“Want to join me?” Lin Jingzhi asked, her eyes twinkling with a seductive smile.