Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy - Chapter 1697
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Chapter 1697

1697 the great G.o.d is treating him differently, and little master six is in charge of keeping watch? _2

youll wipe me first?

i cant?

not really, jing muye pulled his collar down a little. but your little partner is injured, and youre not treating her, but applying medicine for me? whats wrong with this man?

!!

before he could come back to his senses, he felt a pain in his neck and his scalp exploded. however, his years of good upbringing told him to bear with it and not scream.

he said he needed to use more force to rub the medicine in. chen w.a.n.g explained, if youre afraid of pain, just tell me.

im fine. jing muye just liked to hold it, and as a man, how could he be afraid of pain? he could only grit his teeth and bear with it.

fu huan sat on the chair and looked at jing muye. his lips were pale from the pain? this was not related? it didnt hurt?

wasnt the almighty a little too ruthless?

its best not to fight and use violence to solve the problem. although the effect is obvious, its actually very useless. dont do this unless you have no other choice chen w.a.n.g said.

jing muye gritted his teeth, and his back was stiff from the pain. he glanced at fu huan, who was at the side.

where did you find this boyfriend? its bad enough that hes ruthless, but hes even starting to lecture me?

even if you use violence, you need the other party to make a move first. you have to counter-control him. this way, no matter what the situation is, even if youre reasoning with him, youll still be in an invincible position. do you understand?

jing muye was stunned. you can do this?

provoke the other party, make him make a move, and then

he remembered the ai event that the duan family had held previously. because it was a live broadcast, even though jing muye wasnt present, they had made up a video online. wasnt that the practical application of this theory?

her heart

it was too dirty!

however, on second thought, jing muye realized that it was actually very smart of him to do so. no matter what, he would not be the one to be blamed.

thank you, he said. he gritted his teeth and thanked her.

its okay. youre still young. there are many things you can learn slowly. however, you should be this decisive when protecting the girl you like. thats right!

the girl he liked?

jing muye turned his head slightly. chen w.a.n.gs fingers were dislocated, and he gasped in pain. i dont like her. dont talk nonsense. shes just an ordinary deskmate of mine!

didnt you guys discuss your studies in private chen w.a.n.g frowned.

thats just a discussion about learning!

if hes just an ordinary student, then so be it. is there a need to have such a big reaction? chen w.a.n.g scoffed.

youre slandering her and ruining her reputation. jing muyes eyes were very much like jing hanchuans. they were usually warm and gentle, but when they became cold and stern, they were like a fierce and fierce little lion with a cute look because of his young age.

you dont care about your own reputation, but you care about hers? chen w.a.n.g continued to rub his palms. he had already walked to fu huan and was about to push the medicine for her.

im a boy, i dont care about that much. besides, none of my family members have a good reputation. it doesnt affect me much. she might care more about it. jing muye was very open to this.

ever since he was born, he had heard many things about his father.

some said that he was ruthless and had killed people like flies. some even said that he was also a little devil. after all, he was the son of the great devil king, so he was definitely not a good person. he didnt care about other peoples comments at all.

just now, you told the teacher that you got into a fight because these boys bullied the little girl and often looked down on you. now, you say that you dont care about these things chen w.a.n.g sneered. why did you get into a fight?

jing muye was young, and no matter how scheming he was, he was no match for chen w.a.n.g, who was naturally two-faced. he was immediately caught at his sore spot and did not say a word.

on the other hand, fu huan lowered her head and chuckled in a m.u.f.fled voice. it seemed as if she was trying to help out. alright, stop talking about him. they are probably just ordinary cla.s.smates, right, xiao liuliu?

her smile was harmless.

jing muye didnt say anything.

chen w.a.n.g was already rubbing his palms together. he half-squatted and said, huanhuan, ill apply the medicine for you. bear with it.

oh, okay! fu huan hurriedly gathered her thoughts.

his hand was warm and broad. he covered her and rubbed her injured area gently. it was not as painful as she had expected. his movements were very gentle, and his fingertips were still warm as he held her calf gently.

does it hurt? his movements became gentler.

im fine. it doesnt hurt at all.

jing muye sat on the side and frowned slightly. the difference in treatment was too great. he hadnt done that to his neck just now. that strength had almost twisted his neck off.

this was indeed different.

have you forgotten what i told you last time? chen w.a.n.g raised his head and looked at fu huan.

what?

i said, if you encounter such a thing or some dangerous people, dont go up to them. youre a girl, but youre really bold. chen w.a.n.g frowned. its your own body. you dont even feel the slightest bit of heartache. youre just wasting it.

no, i didnt expect this either. fu huan had gone to look for jing muye for a meal. seeing him being beaten up by a group of people, he couldnt just sit back and do nothing.

cant you go find a teacher? chen w.a.n.g looked at her seriously.

fu huan pursed her lips. ill be careful.

if i dont feel heartache i will. his voice was very low, and if one didnt listen carefully, they would think that it was an illusion. jing muye sat on the side and stared at a medicine cabinet. mmm

three nine cold medicine, aspirin, bfen

he could not hear or see anything.

at this time, the heating in the school doctors office was already turned on. the gentle breeze blew, warming up everyones body.

fu huan bit her lip and lowered her head to look at chen w.a.n.g. um when did you return to the capital?

last night. it was already late at night when i arrived in beijing, so i didnt tell you. i happened to be giving auntie something today, so i came with uncle. chen w.a.n.g explained simply.

yes. fu huan hummed in agreement.

on the side, jing muye almost couldnt watch anymore.

she didnt usually talk to him like this. how could she be so gentle? she was just short of ordering him around like a little brother, yet she was so shy?

recalling how his sister had been talking on the phone for so long, jing muye gulped. people who fell in love were too scary.

i feel a little hot. im going out for some fresh air. you guys take your time to wipe it. jing muye stood up and walked out.

youre jing muye, right? this was the first time chen w.a.n.g had called out to him.

whats wrong?

put on your clothes, its cold outside. chen w.a.n.g urged.

jing muye was stunned for two seconds. she was so gentle. he was an awkward person to begin with. although he said that he was fine, he still reached out and pulled the zipper up. okay, ill go out now.

dont tell me youre going to leave early?

no, its just a little stuffy from the wind. the infirmary smells bad. it was filled with the smell of medicine. the weather was cold and there was no ventilation. it really smelled bad.

as soon as he opened the door, he heard a voice from behind him. if someone comes, please let me know. thank you.

jing muye felt a burning pain on the back of his neck again.

she got injured because of you. you cant just abandon her, right? chen w.a.n.gs tone was firm, as if he was certain that he would not leave.

jing muye gritted his teeth. could this person be any more thick-skinned?

his heart was too black!

ill let third uncle teach you a lesson sooner or later.

i didnt go out to watch you guys being lovey-dovey, not to guard the door.

fu huan was indeed injured because of him, but

jing muye had never been a lookout for anyone in his life. he had always put on airs and only had the right to order others around. now, he was standing at the door. the infirmary was not in the teaching area and was a little remote. when the cold wind blew, he only said one word:

cold!