Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Tan Bengbeng was in a daze in front of the sofa. With the antiseptic lotion and anti-inflammatory ointment in her hand, she stared at Qi Yan who had swiftly lain down on the sofa in astonishment.
More than half of the buttons on his shirt had been unbuttoned and his firm chest was exposed, while his abdominal muscles were also vaguely visible.
With the accompaniment of his devilish face, it would have produced a scene of a beautiful man. However, with the addition of his sexy and enticing voice as well as his seductive gesture… she had no eyes for this anymore!
Tan Bengbeng immediately used her hand to cover her eyes, wishing she could pretend that she did not know him.
However, Qi Yan simply kept calling out her name.
Since she did not respond to ‘Bengbeng’, he instantly changed his way of addressing her.
“Honey, hurry and come, please. I’m in pain…”
“…”!!
It seemed as though he really no longer wanted his reputation as the King of Hell.
If news of this spread, wasn’t he afraid that he would be mocked by others?
Did he not see his bodyguard at one corner covering his stomach and unable to straighten himself as he was bursting into uncontrollable laughter?
Seeing Tan Bengbeng turn to look at them, the few bodyguards who were almost collapsing all suppressed their laughter as best as they could. But, when they turned back to see Qi Yan lying down on the sofa, they could not bear their laughter in anymore.
“Hahahaha…”
“What are all of you laughing at? Are you guys not afraid of death anymore? Get out now!” After hearing Qi Yan howl coldly, the few bodyguards ran out swiftly like they were escaping for their lives.
The inside of the cabin quietened down instantly.
There was only Tan Bengbeng who was still standing in a daze before the sofa and Mo Yongheng who stood in front of the coffee table, reading the prescription silently.
Hearing the commotion inside the cabin, he raised his head abruptly.
The next second, after seeing Qi Yan lying on the sofa with half his shirt unbuttoned and trying his best to seduce Tan Bengbeng, his face instantly darkened!
“Shameless!”
“You are the shameless one! You’re jealous of me because Bengbeng is treating my wound, but you don’t get such treatment. Aren’t you very angry and jealous?” Facing Mo Yongheng’s fuming gaze, Qi Yan appeared even more pleased with himself.
This was the effect he wanted to achieve.
Who cares if one is good at fighting?
They weren’t able to beat each other anyway.
But, he was able to make Bengbeng concerned about him. This would completely madden Mo Yongheng!
After Qi Yan was done provoking Mo Yongheng, he put on a pitiful expression again and turned to look at Tan Bengbeng.
He then leaned his handsome face forward.
“Bengbeng, look. The skin is even torn. It hurts, blow on it for me~”
“…”
Blow my foot! Does he want a slap instead?
Wasn’t he very impressive when he was fighting?
Now, he knew what pain was?!
Tan Bengbeng knew he was intentionally putting on an act, but the wound on his face was real as Mo Yongheng would not have held back when he laid the blow on his cheekbone. Some of his surface skin had been torn too.
There were some traces of blood on the wound, and it did look quite painful indeed.
Even though she knew that such an injury was probably nothing to him, her chest still started to ache slightly.
It was filled with anger.
She didn’t know if she was angry with him for being childish and fighting non-stop with Mo Yongheng, or for not protecting himself better and getting injured like that…
Tan Bengbeng’s head was in a mess, which affected her mood as well.
But, seeing him lying on the sofa in a pitiful state, her heart still softened.
With the antiseptic lotion and ointment in her hand, she went forward and was about to sit down when an arm suddenly grabbed onto her hand from behind, pulling her backward.
She raised her head and her eyes met with Mo Yongheng’s chilly gaze.
He muttered coldly, “A man and a woman should not have to go over the boundary. A woman’s reputation is very important. It isn’t appropriate for you to do such a thing. Aren’t you going to treat his wound? Let me do it!”
With that, Mo Yongheng exerted his strength and pulled her behind him.
Taking the antiseptic lotion and ointment from her hand, he headed over to Qi Yan.
