CHAPTER 35: CHAPTER 35 I’M VERY ANGRY RIGHT NOW, YOU’D BETTER NOT MESS WITH ME.

Fu Shihan rushed home to find that Su Wanxin’s external injuries had already been treated by the doctor. She was sitting on the sofa in a daze, the television on, but the cheerful laughter from it failed to catch her attention at all.

"Young Master Fu."

The driver and the doctor hadn’t dared to leave, and they both stood up as they saw Fu Shihan return.

The doctor briefly informed Fu Shihan about Su Wanxin’s condition, suggesting that he should take her to the hospital for a detailed check-up the next morning to see whether the impact on her brain was severe.

Fu Shihan nodded in agreement, and after sending them off, he then turned to look at Su Wanxin.

Su Wanxin’s face was pale, and her forehead was wrapped in gauze, looking pitifully wretched. She exchanged a few seconds of eye contact with Fu Shihan before lowering her gaze to thank him: "Thank you for tonight, you and Lu Ci."

Fu Shihan walked over and picked her up.

Su Wanxin struggled, asking him to put her down, but then she heard his low warning voice: "I’m very angry right now, you’d better not provoke me."

Hearing this, Su Wanxin had no choice but to keep quiet, knowing that he might do anything when he was angry.

Carrying Su Wanxin to the bedroom on the second floor, Fu Shihan placed her on the bed, then fetched a shirt from the wardrobe and threw it to her before he went into the bathroom alone.

Holding his white shirt, Su Wanxin listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, realizing she couldn’t leave today and slowly changed into the clothes.

Fu Shihan took a long cold shower. When he came out, his body was still radiating coldness, wearing gray pants and bare-chested, he leaned against the door frame while drying his hair, looking at her.

Su Wanxin looked up to see his strong chest and abdominal muscles, and the Adonis belt that disappeared into the edge of his pants.

Fu Shihan tossed the towel back into the bathroom and walked over, squatting down to inspect the injury on her leg. Su Wanxin’s leg was bruised, with a deep cut on the knee caused by the shards of glass on the ground. The clothes she had taken off were stained with a lot of blood, a dreadful sight to behold.

After checking for a while, Fu Shihan looked up at her. "Does it hurt?"

Su Wanxin shook her head and smiled faintly, "I don’t feel much now, it wasn’t particularly painful at the time."

"Liar."

Since when had the person who used to cry just from getting an injection learned to smile and say it didn’t hurt?

"Do you intend to take advantage of me, Young Master Fu, or do you want to pay for my company tonight?" Su Wanxin inappropriately disrupted the atmosphere, as if she wasn’t pleased with the peace between her and Fu Shihan, always trying to find ways to make him loathe her.

"Do I look like I’m in a good mood right now?" Fu Shihan asked calmly. "Don’t provoke me, I might take you up on it."

Whether taking advantage of her or giving her money, as long as he could have her, he would spare no expense.

He got into bed and turned off the light, pulling her into his arms. When she tried to escape, he tightened his arms around her.

"A smart person like you should know, the more you struggle, the bigger the problem. If you don’t want to end up crying, just sleep quietly."

The two lay in bed embracing each other, and neither spoke again.

Fu Shihan’s arms, empty for three years, were finally filled. Holding her, he felt her tense body gradually relax until her breathing became stable and she fell sound asleep.

Helped by the moonlight, he closely examined her features for a long time without any urge to sleep.

The night passed quickly, and Su Wanxin woke up the next morning in Fu Shihan’s arms.

The moment she opened her eyes and saw his face, Su Wanxin was stunned by the long-missed scenario. Believing she was dreaming, she came to her senses after a moment and abruptly pushed him away.