Huo Ci gave Jun Shiyan a death stare. “Is it menopause?”

Jun Shiyan did not expect to be caught red-handed just by saying that behind his back. He denied calmly, “No, father-in-law, you heard wrongly.”

Huo Ci sneered and pointed at Ling Sheng. “Watch your husband!”

“Yes, Dad. I’ll teach him a lesson.” Ling Sheng almost couldn’t hold back her laughter. She hadn’t expected her father to let go of the person who had badmouthed him so easily, she was quite surprised.

Nangong Lengyu was right behind Huo Ci. Before she reached him, she said anxiously, “Sheng Sheng, what’s going on with Yanyan and Ji Xing?”

She had heard from Xiao Yu that Yanyan had called Sheng Sheng away and she didn’t look too good. On the way over, she found out that Sheng Sheng had called Third Master Jun over.

Just as she finished speaking, she saw Ji Xing standing at the door of the bedroom on the second floor. The blood on his chest was very glaring, and her heart skipped a beat as she lowered her voice.

“It’s okay.” Jun Shiyan reassured her and gave up his seat.

Nangong Lengyu sat down beside Ling Sheng and secretly pointed at Ji Xing behind her. She lowered her voice and said anxiously, “You’re fine? You’re already in that state, but you’re still fine? Then tell me, what is the problem?”

What was wrong with these children? They were so seriously injured, but they were still fine. Did they have to die? Why were they so careless?!

“Mom, don’t worry about them.” Ling Sheng patted her hand comfortingly. “Ji Xing’s injuries are just superficial. It’s nothing serious.”

Nangong Lengyu took another look, the shirt on his chest was dyed red. It looked like the wound was near his heart and was not a small injury. “Go over and stop the bleeding first. It’s not a good idea to always leave the wound alone.”

Ji Xing did not know how long he had been injured. If the blood continued to flow, he would definitely not be able to take it.

“Mom, this is a ruse. Yanyan will be out in a while. Don’t worry.” Just as Ling Sheng finished speaking, she heard the door open.

Song Yiyan looked at Ji Xing coldly. “What are you waiting for? Get in!”

Ji Xing’s eyes lit up with joy, and his lifeless eyes lit up with hope. She watched as he turned around and followed her in.

Song Yiyan didn’t say anything. She took out a first-aid kit from somewhere and grabbed his shoulder, pressing him onto the sofa. She warned coldly, “Don’t move.”

Ji Xing’s lips curled into a smile, he knew that she couldn’t bear to part with him. She had always been stubborn but soft-hearted, she wouldn’t turn back no matter how difficult of an issue she encountered. After thinking it through, she wouldn’t beat about the bush.

Since she had already let him in, she did not say anything. She had actually thought it through and forgiven him.

Song Yiyan took off his clothes angrily and pressed him to the sofa so that she could treat his wound more conveniently.

Ji Xing frowned slightly and could see the woman’s cold face. Her cheeks had turned red from anger, and even the tips of her ears were pink.

Song Yiyan half-knelt on the sofa. After feeling the man’s burning gaze, she glared at him fiercely. “What are you looking at? Have you never seen it before?”

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Ji Xing’s voice was slightly hoarse, but it became sexier. “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

That was the first, last, and only time.

Song Yiyan gritted her teeth. “If you dare to lie to me about this again in the future, this won’t be the place you will hurt.”

Following her voice, her hand pressed mercilessly against his wound. Her cold gaze shifted to his lower body, filled with a dangerous warning.

Ji Xing gasped and felt a chill somewhere. His lips curled up slightly and he smiled without any temper. “Okay.”

Song Yiyan looked at the wound on his chest and aimed at his heart. Her voice was weak. “If Sheng Sheng doesn’t come and stop me, will you really dig out your heart and give it to me?”

Ji Xing’s expression was serious, and his words were powerful. “Don’t doubt my intentions. I didn’t collude with Ling Sheng, I can dig out this heart for you now.”

“You’re really something.” Song Yiyan looked at the wound, her heart aching.

Ji Xing stared into her eyes. “You’ll stop me, won’t you?”

Song Yiyan wanted to avoid his gaze, but she couldn’t. Thinking of what had happened just now, her heart trembled and her voice was muffled. “I don’t have the ability. I can’t stop it.”

If he really made up his mind to dig out his heart, she would not be able to stop him with his skills. She did not have Ling Sheng’s ability to manipulate matter, nor did she have Jun Shiyan’s mind control.

Ji Xing was silent for a moment, as if in an instant, he felt relieved. His thin lips parted slightly and he smiled. “You have a family, friends, and a baby now. I’m very relieved.”

Now, even if she didn’t have him, she would live well. It wouldn’t be the same as in that world. All the instability and hidden dangers that threatened her life would be resolved, she would live happily.

“What about you?” Song Yiyan felt her heart ache and she felt suffocated. Her eyes were sore and uncomfortable. She looked at him. “Ji Xing, what about you?”

“I’m not everything to you anymore. Even if I’m not around, you’ll still live well.” Ji Xing’s slender fingers gently covered her cheek as he smiled dotingly. “You’re very good now.”

He thought that was exactly what he wanted from her.

But why did she become what he imagined her to be? What was with the jealousy and anger surging crazily in his heart?

“You’re lying.” Song Yiyan pointed at his heart. “Ji Xing, don’t act like you’re great in front of me. Ask yourself if you are willing.”

This damned man had a selfless look on his face, she knew that was not what he thought even as he said it. He was a selfish, possessive dog of a man.

She believed him when he said that he could die for her. She did not believe him when he said that he was relieved after he was dead!

“No!” Ji Xing suddenly approached and grabbed her shoulders. His calm eyes were filled with crazy, burning possessiveness. “Song Yiyan, I’m not willing. Even if I die, I want to die with you. If I die first, I don’t want you to live well and happily. I want you to die with me!”

She knew that he was not such a magnanimous person after all. How could he be such a tolerant and selfless person? He was just a selfish, domineering person who wanted her to belong to him from head to toe!

“Look, this is the real you.” Song Yiyan suddenly smiled, her fair fingers hooked around the man’s chin. “You are a demon, unsuitable to pretend to be an angel.”