Rumor has it that the young master has a hidden illness

Time stood still at that moment.

Through a gust of wind, Jing Sichen could guess what had happened.

He wanted to move, to hold Lin Lulu in his arms, but she held him so tightly that he had no chance to break free.

It was as if she was willing to risk everything to shield him from all of this.

That damn woman!

How did she suddenly become so strong?

Lin Lulu stared wide-eyed in horror as the axe fell, but she made no attempt to dodge it.

Moreover, there was no time to dodge.

All she knew was that she couldn't let anything happen to the older man.

She held him tightly, feeling his warmth, and even if an axe were to strike her head, she seemed to have the courage to accept it.

With her eyes closed, in these final moments of her life, she hoped to be smiling.

"Bang—"

The back of the axe landed on her shoulder.

pain.

However, it wasn't the kind of pain that could kill you.

She was pushed away, and she heard that familiar, explosive roar: "Lin Lulu! Are you looking for death? Who gave you permission to shield me from danger? Who do you think you are? How many lives do you have? You stupid woman! There's no one in the whole world more stupid than you! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have left you behind, I shouldn't have come so late. Lulu. How are you? Are you alright?"

The coldness, anger, sadness, and grievance in his dark eyes were replaced by worry at this moment. The overwhelming emotions made him pull open her collar to look at her shoulder.

It's a large, red, swollen area.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly, the whites of his eyes instantly turning crimson, and his hands clenched into fists. The chilling, surging killing intent made him want to kill.

Lin Lulu watched all this in shock. The man was lying on the ground, blood flowing from his body, and a bodyguard was holding him down.

So, she was saved?

Her initial joy was quickly replaced by shyness. She tried to pull her collar back, but the glare from those bloodshot eyes made her feel as if straightening her clothes was a heinous crime.

"Uncle," she said softly, "I'm fine."

This minor injury is nothing compared to losing your life; it's practically a stroke of luck.

Jing Sichen didn't speak, but the veins on his forehead bulged as he picked her up in a princess carry and started walking.

She awkwardly closed her eyes.

Hey--

Why is he carrying her again?

His constant hugging made her feel like she would be letting him down if she didn't hurt her foot.

As he passed the man, the bodyguard asked in a low voice, "What should we do?"

"Doesn't he like torturing and killing people?" Jing Sichen's lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile. "Let him suffer it all."

Upon seeing this, Lin Lulu trembled in fright.

Whenever he unabashedly revealed this dangerous aura, she found him particularly terrifying.

In fact, one could almost see the danger emanating from the masked man in him.

The moment the thought arose, she immediately suppressed it.

She's really crazy!

One minute you think the uncle is Jing Sichen, the next you think he's the masked man. How can you make such wild guesses?

When he met her uneasy gaze, the tenderness and affection in his eyes returned, the same tenderness he only showed when he was looking at her.

He parted his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but ultimately uttered not a single word.

He was late.

He promised to protect her, but he always ended up putting her in danger.

He even began to wonder if he was truly unsuitable to be by her side.

His dark, gloomy face was truly unsettling, so she gave him a reassuring smile.

We can't let her fall into another danger right after she's just come out of one, can we?

"Uncle." She was extremely obedient and sensible, reaching out to smooth his furrowed brows. "Don't feel guilty. I'm already very grateful that you came to save me. I won't blame you for hanging up on me on purpose, and I won't..."

"Who said I feel guilty?" he roared angrily at her, who still dared to smile recklessly. "You're such a grown woman and you can't even protect yourself. Who should feel guilty?"

She bit her lip, her eyes looking innocent and aggrieved.

She didn't know why so many bad people were targeting her!

"Isn't it all Jing Sichen's fault?" Her voice was very soft. "Ever since I married him, nothing good has happened! Even after he died, he's still my jinx! He's a jinx! He truly lives up to his reputation as a wife-killer!"

He heard it.

Thus, the fierce and surging anger, accompanied by something incomprehensible, seemed particularly cold and desolate on this night.

Lin Lulu: What did I do to offend him this time?

Once in the car, Jing Sichen sat with Lin Lulu in the back seat, the atmosphere so oppressive it was hard to breathe.

Lin Lulu felt that if this silence continued, she might not die from the pain, but from the cold.

She initiated a conversation: "Uncle, how did you know I was here?"

I'm really curious.

Actually, from the time she called him to the time he showed up to rescue her, only half an hour had passed!

Jing Sichen: "Since you didn't come back so late, I had someone track down your whereabouts."

"Oh!" A warm feeling washed over me. "So you deliberately didn't answer my calls?"

Jing Sichen: "Mm."

"Tsk!" She was sure she had the urge to beat him up, but considering he had come to save her, she decided not to!

After thinking for a moment, she continued, "Will that man die? He said I shouldn't be Mrs. Jing. Who do you think wants to harm me?"

"Aren't you scared?" he asked, his handsome face grim. "You were just pulled back from the jaws of death, and you think you're really safe now?"

She immediately shut up.

It turns out he thought she was too noisy.

That's when she started to understand.

He was clearly terrified, so much so that his hands were still ice-cold and he couldn't help but shiver.

But for some reason, I wasn't that scared.

Because he's there.

Meeting her piercing gaze, he unconsciously suppressed his murderous intent.

I clearly didn't mean to be fierce, but I just got angry.

I wasn't angry at her, I was angry at myself.

He was angry at himself for not protecting her.

In a short period of time, she was forced to go through so many things.

Overwhelmed with guilt, he clenched his fists, unsure how to make amends to her.

"Call a doctor……"

He stopped himself from speaking and looked at her shoulder.

The thought of letting other men touch her body was unbearable.

He closed his eyes, pretending he hadn't said anything.

Lin Lulu's lips curled up awkwardly.

What's wrong?

Is her shoulder injury not eligible for medication?

To be honest, it really hurt.

She moved slightly, and the moment her brows furrowed, he pressed her down, asking sharply, "Does it hurt?"

She looked up, and his face came into view. She held her breath, momentarily forgetting to breathe.

What eyes they were!

Having grown accustomed to the coldness and anger within, the sudden sight of this sickeningly sweet tenderness and heartache made her heart beat faster involuntarily.

puff-

puff-

It's as fast as a rocket.

The car stopped at the villa entrance. Jing Sichen carried Lin Lulu out of the car and went straight to the master bedroom. He took out a first-aid kit and, without saying a word, tore open her collar to apply medicine to her.

"No need!" She stared at his wolfish hands, hugging herself tightly. "I... I think it's better to go to the hospital and see a doctor..."

His gaze, fixed intently on her, abruptly interrupted her further words.

Then, he coldly uttered a statement that made everyone want to punch him: "Being seen by a doctor is the same as being seen by me!"

"Can they be the same?" she growled resentfully, like an angry kitten.

He ignored her, sat down, and reached out to pull down her collar.

"I……"

Jing Sichen: "If you object again, I'll tear your clothes off!"