Chapter 417: Rong Qi Was Awake
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lu Chengzhou walked over to check Rong Qi’s injuries. He furrowed his brows and said, “Shen, Rong Qi… she needs to rest now.”
Lu Chengzhou’s words were as good as saying nothing at all.
Ye Nanshen, his eyes a deep crimson, remained silent. In a swift movement, he swept Rong Qi off her feet and carried her to the car.
Gu Ziye hurried to the driver’s seat and started the car. In the backseat, Ye Nanshen held the unconscious Rong Qi in his arms. His eyes narrowed as he looked at her furrowed brow. A chill flickered across his cold, steely face. “Rong Rong, wake up,” he urged softly.
Ye Nanshen’s finger lightly poked Rong Qi’s cheek as he called her name, his tone laced with worry.
Gu Ziye floored the accelerator, making a beeline for Clearcreek Mansion.
“Rong Rong, wake up. I’ve avenged you; don’t scare me.” Ye Nanshen’s patience was wearing thin. He reached out to tilt Rong Qi’s jaw upward, leaning in to give her a kiss.
“Wait, wait, wait.” Rong Qi stopped Ye Nanshen with a hand on his lips, sitting up and bursting into laughter.
Ye Nanshen’s brows knit together, concern still filling his eyes.
“I’m fine, I was just messing with you,” Rong Qi chuckled. “And besides, I didn’t drown. Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation won’t help.”
A flicker of movement in Ye Nanshen’s red eyes. He asked, “You lied to me?”
“Yeah. See? I’m perfectly fine,” Rong Qi said.
Ye Nanshen scanned Rong Qi’s face. Seeing her still joking around, his expression turned icy. He looked away, even releasing his grip on her hand.
Rong Qi was speechless. She asked, “Hey, are you mad?”
“Ye Nanshen?” Rong Qi called out. She tilted her head to look at Ye Nanshen, but he was staring straight ahead, refusing to meet her gaze. He was definitely mad.
Rong Qi sighed. The movement pulled at the injury on her back, causing her to wince in pain. Though she had not passed out, she was genuinely hurting.
Ye Nanshen glanced back at Rong Qi, catching sight of her grimacing face— trying to conceal her pain yet unable to keep from wincing. His lips pressed into a thin line, and he gently cradled her, laying her sideways on his lap.
Ye Nanshen said nothing but his actions spoke volumes of tenderness.
Gu Ziye, who was driving, couldn’t help but glance in the rearview mirror. All seemed harmonious.
‘So, that settled it?’ Stunned, Gu Ziye opened his mouth to say something but caught Ye Nanshen’s reflection in the mirror.
“What are you looking at? Keep staring and I’ll gouge your eyes out and feed them to the fish!” Ye Nanshen snapped.
Gu Ziye pouted and focused on the road ahead.
Once they reached Clearcreek Mansion, Ye Nanshen avoided the servants and carried Rong Qi back to their bedroom. After applying some ointment to her wounds, he sat beside her, quietly watching her draw.
In Rong Qi’s view, being with the unwell Ye Nanshen was like taming a wild wolf. You had to pet him the right way; there was no room for error.
Just like that, the weekend arrived. At a hospital in the capital, a room with three beds held Wang Song, Wang Qing, and Rong Feiyu.
When Rong Tianshi returned from a business trip and saw them, his stern face cracked open.
“All this…was Rong Qi’s doing?” Rong Tianshi asked.
“Tianshi, you must take our side! Rong Qi has gone too far! Not only did she lay hands on me, but she also hurt our daughter. You can’t let her go!”
Upon Rong Tianshi’s entrance, Wang Qing let out a cry, weeping uncontrollably. Gone was her poised demeanor; her face was now a picture of humiliation. A flicker of disgust crossed Rong Tianshi’s eyes.
“Feiyu, is this true?” Rong Tianshi asked. Ignoring Wang Qing, he turned to the quietly sitting Rong Feiyu for confirmation..
Chapter 417: Rong Qi Was Awake
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lu Chengzhou walked over to check Rong Qi’s injuries. He furrowed his brows and said, “Shen, Rong Qi… she needs to rest now.”
Lu Chengzhou’s words were as good as saying nothing at all.
Ye Nanshen, his eyes a deep crimson, remained silent. In a swift movement, he swept Rong Qi off her feet and carried her to the car.
Gu Ziye hurried to the driver’s seat and started the car. In the backseat, Ye Nanshen held the unconscious Rong Qi in his arms. His eyes narrowed as he looked at her furrowed brow. A chill flickered across his cold, steely face. “Rong Rong, wake up,” he urged softly.
Ye Nanshen’s finger lightly poked Rong Qi’s cheek as he called her name, his tone laced with worry.
Gu Ziye floored the accelerator, making a beeline for Clearcreek Mansion.
“Rong Rong, wake up. I’ve avenged you; don’t scare me.” Ye Nanshen’s patience was wearing thin. He reached out to tilt Rong Qi’s jaw upward, leaning in to give her a kiss.
“Wait, wait, wait.” Rong Qi stopped Ye Nanshen with a hand on his lips, sitting up and bursting into laughter.
Ye Nanshen’s brows knit together, concern still filling his eyes.
“I’m fine, I was just messing with you,” Rong Qi chuckled. “And besides, I didn’t drown. Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation won’t help.”
A flicker of movement in Ye Nanshen’s red eyes. He asked, “You lied to me?”
“Yeah. See? I’m perfectly fine,” Rong Qi said.
Ye Nanshen scanned Rong Qi’s face. Seeing her still joking around, his expression turned icy. He looked away, even releasing his grip on her hand.
Rong Qi was speechless. She asked, “Hey, are you mad?”
“Ye Nanshen?” Rong Qi called out. She tilted her head to look at Ye Nanshen, but he was staring straight ahead, refusing to meet her gaze. He was definitely mad.
Rong Qi sighed. The movement pulled at the injury on her back, causing her to wince in pain. Though she had not passed out, she was genuinely hurting.
Ye Nanshen glanced back at Rong Qi, catching sight of her grimacing face— trying to conceal her pain yet unable to keep from wincing. His lips pressed into a thin line, and he gently cradled her, laying her sideways on his lap.
Ye Nanshen said nothing but his actions spoke volumes of tenderness.
Gu Ziye, who was driving, couldn’t help but glance in the rearview mirror. All seemed harmonious.
‘So, that settled it?’ Stunned, Gu Ziye opened his mouth to say something but caught Ye Nanshen’s reflection in the mirror.
“What are you looking at? Keep staring and I’ll gouge your eyes out and feed them to the fish!” Ye Nanshen snapped.
Gu Ziye pouted and focused on the road ahead.
Once they reached Clearcreek Mansion, Ye Nanshen avoided the servants and carried Rong Qi back to their bedroom. After applying some ointment to her wounds, he sat beside her, quietly watching her draw.
In Rong Qi’s view, being with the unwell Ye Nanshen was like taming a wild wolf. You had to pet him the right way; there was no room for error.
Just like that, the weekend arrived. At a hospital in the capital, a room with three beds held Wang Song, Wang Qing, and Rong Feiyu.
When Rong Tianshi returned from a business trip and saw them, his stern face cracked open.
“All this…was Rong Qi’s doing?” Rong Tianshi asked.
“Tianshi, you must take our side! Rong Qi has gone too far! Not only did she lay hands on me, but she also hurt our daughter. You can’t let her go!”
Upon Rong Tianshi’s entrance, Wang Qing let out a cry, weeping uncontrollably. Gone was her poised demeanor; her face was now a picture of humiliation. A flicker of disgust crossed Rong Tianshi’s eyes.
“Feiyu, is this true?” Rong Tianshi asked. Ignoring Wang Qing, he turned to the quietly sitting Rong Feiyu for confirmation..
