Sneak Attack, You Nasty Man

Jiang Yu was dumbfounded. However, she could only leave the scene dejectedly as she faced Fu Hansheng in his current state.

Bang!

The door slammed shut. He pinned me against it and gave me a mysterious look. "You look like you've been provoked badly."

Fu Hansheng seriously deserved a beating.

"Did you eavesdrop on our conversation?"

"I was listening blatantly. Did you believe everything Jiang Yu said?"

I frowned and said coldly, "Are you trying to defend yourself and say that she's lying? That there's nothing between you two?"

Fu Hansheng stared at me with an enigmatic gaze for a while before he suddenly spoke.

"I don't need to waste my breath on you, ass-head."

He shook my hand off and slammed the door as he exited.

At nine o'clock, Fu Hansheng and I left the Jiang family mansion.

My mother kept telling me to take good care of myself as well as to come back and visit her more often when I had the time. I kept my head down. I felt sick and muffled my groans.

Just as I walked out of the door, my body was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace forcibly.

I looked up in shock and saw Fu Hansheng's face.

After finding out about his relationship with Jiang Yu, I couldn't bring myself to be nice to him.

"Let's go. I feel a little dizzy."

He touched my forehead. "No fever?" he asked.

"My whole body is itching now."

"Are you having an allergic reaction?"

He put his arm around me and escorted me to the side of the car. Gentlemanly, he opened the passenger door and gently eased me inside.

I saw Jiang Yu's cynical gaze in the rearview mirror.

Halfway through the drive, beautiful fireworks suddenly bloomed in the sky.

My eyes were listless as I looked out the window. I was in a daze

By the time we arrived at the villa, Fu Hansheng got out of the car and left in an ungainly manner. I was already not feeling well, so I could only follow him slowly.

When I went to wash up, I found my chest was already filled with rashes. It was itchy and uncomfortable.

As I thought of the culprit, I gritted my teeth in hatred.

All I could do was go downstairs and pray I'd find the medicine to treat allergies in the first-aid kit.

I found the medicine, but I couldn't just swallow it. Hence, I went to the fridge to get a drink.

After drinking half a bottle and swallowing the medicine, I leaned against the fridge to rest for a while. Yet just when I was about to leave, my head rammed into a wall of flesh.

It was Fu Hansheng.

Did he not know that good dogs don't block the way?

I raised my head and said grumpily, "President Fu, are you trying to scare me to death so that you can get together with your two lovers?"

He scoffed and snatched the soda from my hand. Then he reached up and pulled the collar of my shirt while staring a hole through me.

Did he have to act like a hooligan in broad daylight?

"Let go!"

I pulled my shirt over my head in shame. He was looking down at me with a raised eyebrow. "You could still speak sarcastically. I guess it's not that serious."

"None of your business!"

I rebuked him furiously, but in the next moment, my legs gave way and I felt dizzy. I collapsed to the ground.

"Jiang Ran."

Before I completely lost my consciousness, I heard Fu Hansheng call my name icily. Unfortunately, I couldn't bother with him by then.

When I woke up again, I smelled a very pungent disinfectant odor.

I opened my eyes and scanned the surroundings in the darkness for a long while before I realized Fu Hansheng had sent me to the hospital.

He finally had some conscience.

I supported myself with my arms and tried to get up. The rustling startled the person waiting beside me. Not only did he control my movements, he even took advantage of the situation and kissed me.

His lips were freezing.

I was like a leech tasting dew after being caught in a drought, unwilling to leave. Something was wrong.

After the long kiss, Fu Hansheng touched my body and mumbled to himself, "It's still hot."

After being touched by his icy hand, I felt very comfortable. I hugged his arm and muttered, "It's so uncomfortable. Lend it to me."

His throat choked a few times, and his breathing was a little irregular. Then, he spoke as if he squeezed out a sentence from his throat. "You didn't forget to seduce me, even when you were sick. You sure are dedicated."

Later that night, I dozed off, muddle-headed.

In the confusion, it seemed like someone was peeling off my clothes and applying ointment on me. I felt cool and comfortable, and didn't forget to moan a few times in response.