Nian Ueno

Jiang Weixi cursed the man in her heart for being so cold and heartless.

Forget it, it's better to rely on yourself than on others.

She seized the opportunity to kick the big, clumsy guy repeatedly, then reached for a handful of pebbles on the ground and threw them haphazardly at him.

A small pebble hit the big, clumsy man in the eye.

"Ouch...it hurts so much..."

The big, clumsy man released her, covered his eyes, and was furious. He picked up a large rock from the ground and was about to attack Jiang Weixi.

He swung his arm and threw a stone at Jiang Weixi, aiming the stone at her stomach.

Jiang Weixi rolled to the side, but luckily she reacted quickly and was agile enough to avoid the rock. She then got up from the ground, her ankle still aching from being gripped for so long.

Seeing that she was about to run away, the big, clumsy man pounced on her again.

Knowing that her feet hurt and she couldn't run fast, Jiang Weixi limped behind Ji Dongxun and tightly gripped his clothes.

The big, clumsy guy immediately turned his attention to Ji Dongxun, reaching out to grab him, but before he could even touch Ji Dongxun's sleeve, he was kicked away.

Jiang Weixi just hid behind him and watched helplessly as Ji Dongxun kicked a fat man weighing over 190 pounds away.

I didn't expect him to be so energetic.

Jiang Weixi couldn't help but glance at his thighs and saw the taut muscles under his sweatpants.

Ji Dongxun glanced at her indifferently.

Jiang Weixi withdrew her gaze, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes.

She also wanted to have such a strong and powerful body; she also wanted to have the strength to kick someone away.

Oh, right, she remembered, Ji Dongxun was a special forces soldier.

The big, clumsy guy lay on the ground yelling, then stubbornly got up and tried to pull Jiang Weixi away.

Jiang Weixi hid behind Ji Dongxun.

Since someone is so capable, let's leave this fool to him.

Ji Dongxun kicked him again, and the big, clumsy guy was knocked over again, but he got up again.

Jiang Weixi's eyes darted back and forth between Ji Dongxun's invisible legs and his big, fat figure.

Ji Dongxun kicked him ten times in a row. The big, clumsy guy lay on the ground and suddenly burst into tears. Then he scrambled away in the opposite direction.

Jiang Weixi breathed a sigh of relief.

A faint male voice whispered in my ear: "Let go!"

She quickly loosened his shirt hem.

Ji Dongxun turned around, gazing calmly at the girl's embarrassed face without saying a word. The aura emanating from him gave her an inexplicable sense of pressure.

Jiang Weixi glanced at him quickly, then lowered her eyes, clutching the hem of her pants with her hand at her side: "Thank you, Mr. Ji."

I didn't hear him speak for a long time.

Jiang Weixi couldn't help but look up at him, and suddenly met a pair of dark, deep eyes that seemed to see right through people.

"Mr. Ji, what are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" Ji Dongxun looked at her, his gaze full of scrutiny and suspicion.

"My grandmother's grave is in this grove of trees, and I've come to pay my respects at her grave."

"Sweeping graves so late at night?"

"Hmm... I don't want anyone else to know I'm back..."

"Visiting graves isn't grave robbing, why are you afraid of being seen?"

Jiang Weixi glanced at his serious face and felt like she was being interrogated when she talked to him.

"Anyway... I just don't want anyone to see me." Jiang Weixi muttered softly, "Mr. Ji, I'm not your prisoner."

Her back was still burning with pain. She was injured, yet this man kept interrogating her.

It's like she's some kind of bad person?

What did she do?

All I did was climb into his bed once while he was drunk...

Moreover, he didn't suffer any losses.

Ji Dongxun turned and walked forward.

Jiang Weixi paused for a moment. How could this man just leave like that?

They didn't even ask her if she wanted to come along. Do they have any humanity at all?

Jiang Weixi mentally complained as she quickly followed, "Mr. Ji, wait for me."

Jiang Weixi chased after him, following closely behind.

The two remained silent the entire way.

After walking for about ten minutes, Jiang Weixi saw a black car parked by the roadside, which was Ji Dongxun's personal vehicle.

She had looked it up online and found that this car was a domestic brand, with limited sales nationwide, and was available at a price but not in stock. In a sense, the car was a symbol of status and wealth.

Ji Dongxun opened the back door and got in, and Jiang Weixi also skillfully opened the door and followed him in.

Practice makes perfect.

There was no one else on the bus this time, just the two of them.

Jiang Weixi asked curiously, "Isn't there a driver? Who's driving?"

Ji Dongxun glanced at her, his light brown eyes filled with coldness: "Did I say you could get in the car?"

His impression of her had deteriorated to the extreme.

Jiang Weixi gave a fawning smile, and in a high-pitched voice, said, "Mr. Ji, please do me this one more good deed..."

Ji Dongxun remained unmoved: "Get out of the car."

Jiang Weixi shook her head: "I'm not getting off the bus."

"get off."

"I'm not getting off the bus."

Ji Dongxun: ...

He narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in them, and exuded a low-pressure aura.

Jiang Weixi shrank her neck and moved her body towards the car door.

She clasped her hands together in front of her chest in a pleading gesture: "Please, take me with you. Didn't you forget your driver today? How about this, I'll be your driver?"

"No need," Ji Dongxun coldly refused.

Jiang Weixi bit her lip, unwilling to get out of the car. The psychological trauma left by being locked up as a child was too great. If her whereabouts were exposed, she was afraid that the big, silly man would come with his great-aunt to arrest her.

"Not just anyone can ride in my car."

Ji Dongxun stretched out his arm, ready to open the car door and forcefully push her out.

Ultimately, the fear of being captured and imprisoned in this small mountain village to be the wife of a mentally challenged man outweighed the fear.

Jiang Weixi gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, threw herself into his arms, and hugged his waist tightly, sobbing, "No, no."

The car door was halfway open.

Assistant Xiao Zhou, who had just rushed back and happened to be standing outside the car door, was dumbfounded and stood frozen in the moonlight.

No?

He went back to get a document, and... what happened?

Xiao Zhou looked confused, unsure whether he should get on the bus or not.

Ji Dongxun's face turned dark.