HCB Chapter 114 Injured
Chapter 114 Injured
When Ye Xingran woke up the next day, her whole body ached, as if she had been run over...
I turned over and saw that the person next to me was gone.
A wave of disappointment washed over Ye Xingran. She forced herself to sit up and glanced at a note on the bedside table. The note had strong, forceful handwriting: "You are not allowed to let a third person know about what happened last night. You cannot bear the consequences."
They just ran away? Leaving behind a useless note!
Ye Xingran angrily crumpled the note into a ball and threw it on the ground. What did this man take her for? The whole night just passed like that?
Just then, there was a creaking sound, and the tightly closed door was suddenly pushed open without warning!
Immediately afterwards, a beautiful figure flashed in.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a woman dressed in an exquisite maid outfit walking gracefully towards them.
She was beautiful and dignified, exuding an air of well-trained discipline. As she approached, the maid bowed slightly before speaking in a respectful tone, "Miss Ye, the young master specifically instructed me to come and serve you your washing and meals, and then escort you safely home."
Upon hearing this, Ye Xingran, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, instantly turned icy. After a moment of silence, she finally spoke coldly: "Where is your CEO, Mr. Fu? Where is he?"
The maid was clearly caught off guard by Ye Xingran's sharp questioning.
She hesitated for a moment before cautiously replying, "Miss Ye, Mr. Fu left early this morning and did not leave any other instructions."
As she spoke, the maid secretly glanced at Ye Xingran with a strange look, thinking to herself: "Judging from how this Miss Ye was able to spend time in the same room with President Fu last night, something indescribable must have happened between them."
But who would have thought that this morning, President Fu would leave without a second glance? It must be that this woman was too arrogant and dared to try to climb up to a wealthy and powerful man like President Fu. She slept with him for one night, only to be cruelly abandoned in the end.
Ye Xingran keenly caught the maid's gaze, and her anger flared up instantly.
She suddenly stood up and stared straight at the maid. "Why are you staring at me? Do you think I'm that kind of promiscuous woman?" The maid was so frightened that she took a step back and stammered, unable to speak.
Ye Xingran took a deep breath. "No matter what you think, what happened last night wasn't what you believe."
After saying that, she walked straight to the door. A maid's weak voice came from behind her, "Miss Ye, why don't you wash up and have your meal first?"
Ye Xingran stopped but didn't turn around. "No need, I can go back by myself."
After leaving the hotel, Ye Xingran took a taxi directly home.
All the way, her mind was filled with the domineering image of the man from last night, as if those scenes were playing out before her eyes. He stormed into her world like a whirlwind, leaving deep marks that she could not easily forget.
The cold note that morning, like a sharp sword, ruthlessly severed their brief connection.
Finally home, she couldn't wait to go into the bathroom, turn on the shower, and let the warm water wash over her body.
The water cascaded down, wetting her hair and skin. She closed her eyes and silently prayed that the water would wash away all memories related to that person.
However, those memories, like stubborn stains, clung tightly to her heart, impossible to wash away.
As the days went by, it seemed that Fu Shiyue had not appeared in her world for a long time.
She still gets up on time every morning to go to work at the coffee shop.
She was focused on her work and worked hard to complete all her tasks, but she would occasionally think of the man who had once made her heart flutter and break her heart.
After get off work, she dragged her tired body home, ate a little something, and then fell into a deep sleep on the bed.
When I woke up the next day, I was back to the same routine as the day before—going to work, coming home… and so on, life continued in an orderly fashion.
Night fell, and all was quiet. Ye Xingran dragged her weary body, as usual, slowly making her way to the soft, comfortable, and warm bed. She couldn't wait to slip into the covers and drift off into a sweet dream.
However, just as she was about to lie down, a deafening explosion suddenly came from outside, the sound like a gunshot, shattering the tranquility of the night.
Ye Xingran was startled by the sudden noise, her heart pounding in her chest. She muttered under her breath, "What a lunatic! Who's playing such childish games so late at night? Can't a person get some sleep?!"
Despite her anger and dissatisfaction, drowsiness gradually crept in, and she decided to ignore the annoying noise, reach out and turn off the bedside lamp, and then fall asleep peacefully.
Just as her finger was about to touch the lamp switch, another rapid and violent knocking came from outside. The knocking was like thunder in a storm, pounding on her eardrums and making her already irritable mood even more infuriating.
"Ugh, so annoying! Who is it? Why are they making such a racket so late at night instead of sleeping?" Ye Xingran complained as she reluctantly got out of bed and walked towards the door. When she reached the door, she hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and then flung the door open.
However, the sight before her stunned her—there were bloodstains on the ground outside the door, starkly visible in the moonlight. Ye Xingran's eyes widened as she followed the bloodstains, finally recognizing the person standing in front of the door.
"Fu... Fu Shiyue? How could it be you?"
She couldn't believe it, and her body involuntarily squatted down, her gaze fixed on the man in front of her.
His body was covered in hideous wounds, and blood was seeping out from the wounds, staining his already tattered clothes crimson. His once handsome face was now as pale as paper, devoid of any color, as if he might faint at any moment.
Her lips trembled slightly, her heart filled with shock and confusion.
However, in just a moment, she quickly came to her senses, turned around and rushed into the house, nimbly picked up the first-aid kit in the corner, and then quickly returned to the original spot and squatted down again.
She took a deep breath to calm her flustered mind, and carefully reached out to gently lift the man's clothes, which were already soaked with blood.
When those shocking wounds were exposed to the air, she couldn't help but gasp, but her hands didn't stop moving at all.
She skillfully opened the first-aid kit, took out a bottle of painkillers, unscrewed the cap, dipped a cotton ball in the solution, and gently applied it to the deepest and most painful wounds.
As the medicine came into contact with his skin, the man's brows furrowed, and he let out a low groan.
But she did not stop what she was doing; instead, she continued to treat his injuries with complete concentration.
However, even so, his gaze never left Ye Xingran, his eyes filled with complex emotions—pain, helplessness, and...
"I didn't expect you to know this?" he said weakly, looking at her.
"If you don't want to die, don't move. We're always prepared for emergencies."
She focused on treating his wound and replied to him...
Finally, he managed to open his mouth, his voice low and weak, and said, "I didn't want to drag you into this again, but when I was seriously injured, the first person that came to mind was you..."
Hearing this, Ye Xingran couldn't help but sneer, a mocking look on her face: "Hmph! You only remember me now that you're injured? After that night, you just disappeared?"
Upon hearing this, despite the excruciating pain constantly eroding his nerves, Fu Shiyue gritted his teeth and forced himself to endure the agony, continuing to speak softly, as gentle as a feather: "No, it's related. Ever since that night, the two of us have been inextricably linked."
Ye Xingran's hands, which were tending to his wounds, suddenly paused, as if time had stood still.
She frowned slightly, seemingly surprised and puzzled by what he said.
Fu Shiyue took a deep breath, then whispered, "That night I was drugged and ambushed by some treacherous old men. It's all my fault for being too careless and not vigilant enough, which gave them an opportunity..."
At this point, his voice lowered slightly, but then his tone suddenly shifted, carrying a hint of relief and gratitude as he said:
"But thankfully, the person who appeared beside me that night was you..."
After saying this, he slowly raised his head and stared intently at Ye Xingran in front of him.
At the same time, Ye Xingran, who was focused on treating his wounds, stopped involuntarily when she heard his words.
She also raised her eyes, and their gazes met.
At that moment, the surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly, and the whole world consisted only of the two of them gazing at each other and the complex emotions intertwined in the air.
A flicker of emotion crossed Ye Xingran's eyes, but it quickly returned to its coldness. "So? Is this your reason for leaving that note to humiliate me?" Fu Shiyue smiled bitterly. "I was out of my mind at the time and was afraid of implicating you."
She had approached him with a specific purpose in mind, but that night she betrayed her true intentions.
She developed feelings for Fu Shiyue that she shouldn't have.
She's a gunslinger for an organization, and having grown up in a dog-eat-dog world, she's developed a very strong mentality.
The first time, I met a man