Chapter 1459
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Lu Jinshen was caught off guard and was kicked off the bed by Tong Qiao.
Tong Qiao sat up from the bed and looked coldly at the man who had fallen onto the carpet. "You climbed onto my bed and dared to press down on my people. Do you think I'm easy to bully?!"
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts …"
Tong Qiao saw the man on the carpet hugging his head with one hand and hiding his face in the crook of his arm. She couldn't see his expression clearly.
His other hand was clutching his chest and his legs were slowly curled up.
His back was arched like a prawn.
"Lu Jinshen, don't f * cking pretend. If you have the guts to climb onto my bed, then you have to have the guts to bear the consequences." Tong Qiao sat on the bed, unmoved.
"It hurts, it really hurts. You kicked my wound from before. I think it's torn open." Lu Jinshen's handsome face turned slightly and gave Tong Qiao a pained look. He then turned back and nestled in the crook of his arm as though he was enduring the pain and suffering.
The curtains were not drawn and the light in the room was not very bright. Tong Qiao couldn't see clearly what was happening to the man on the carpet.
She was so scared that her face turned pale when she heard him say that she kicked his wound and that it was torn open.
Tong Qiao's brows were colored with worry. She got off the bed and walked towards Lu Jinshen while saying stubbornly, "So what if it's torn open? Who asked you to provoke me? You even dared to restrain me. Serves you right. You asked for it."
Lu Jinshen clutched his chest and curled up on the floor. He didn't move at all, as though he had fainted.
Tong Qiao walked in front of Lu Jinshen. She pushed the man's shoulder lightly with her bare foot. "Lu Jinshen, hurry and get up. Don't play dead."
The man didn't move at all.
The foot on Lu Jinshen's shoulder pushed again. This time, her voice was clearly colored with worry. "Lu Jinshen, get up. Do you hear me?"
The man still did not respond.
Tong Qiao could no longer remain calm. Her pretense of nonchalance collapsed instantly. She squatted down and held Lu Jinshen's shoulder. She didn't dare to use too much force, afraid that his wound would hurt even more. She only dared to push him lightly. "Lu Jinshen, stop pretending. It's not fun at all."
There was still no reaction.
Tong Qiao knelt on the ground and lowered her body. Her face was pale and her eyes were filled with guilt and worry. Her fair and slender hands reached for the man's chin and she slowly turned his head. The man's well-defined face immediately appeared in front of her.
However, his deep eyes were closed. His quiet and fragile appearance made Tong Qiao's heart ache. "Lu Jinshen, don't scare me. I didn't want to kick you so hard. Why did you have to trap me? I was so angry at you that I lost control of my strength …"
Lu Jinshen slowly opened his eyelids. In the narrow gap, the woman's eyes were red and she was about to cry. She slowly spoke with a sobbing tone. "Lu Jinshen, wake up … I was wrong. I shouldn't have kicked you … I'll listen to your explanation. I'll listen to your explanation, okay …"
Tong Qiao's mind was in a mess. Panic and nervousness were evident on her face. She wanted to get up, but her legs turned to jelly. She could only look at the door and shout, "Auntie Lin, help …"
Just as she said the word 'help', something tugged at her arm. Tong Qiao fell to the ground.
Before she could react, she was pinned to the carpet by something.
"Why are you so worried about me?"
Tong Qiao blinked her eyes and recovered from the dizziness caused by the fall. She looked at the smiling man on top of her and the anger in her heart instantly overwhelmed her. However, in addition to the anger, there was also a kind of joy that was hard to ignore that grew in the depths of her heart.
That relief was because this man was not dead.
Tong Qiao was so angry that she roared. She wanted to hit Lu Jinshen's face, but she was pinned down by him and couldn't hit him. She could only clench her fists and punch his back. "Lu Jinshen, you bastard. Is this fun? Why didn't I kick you to death? "
"Cough, cough, cough … it hurts, it hurts …"
"Still pretending? Do you think I'll fall for your trick again? You bastard, I'll just beat you to death. "Tong Qiao's small fists kept hammering Lu Jinshen's back.
Lu Jinshen endured the sharp pain in his back and grabbed one of Tong Qiao's hands. His handsome face was pale as he said, "I'm not lying to you this time. I was stabbed in the back last time and it hasn't fully healed yet."
Tong Qiao's free hand froze in midair. She was completely stunned.
Yes, his back was indeed injured. He had hugged her and blocked the knife for her.
His chest wasn't injured at all, so when she kicked his chest, the wound wouldn't open. She was worried and panicked, so she completely forgot.
Now that everything was sorted out, Tong Qiao couldn't be bothered to be angry. She felt that Lu Jinshen's breathing was a little heavy and his face was very pale. She pushed the man on top of her. She was obviously very worried, but her mouth didn't let him go. "Why aren't you getting lost? Do you want me to beat you to death? "
Lu Jinshen supported himself with one hand on the carpet. He pursed his thin lips and got off Tong Qiao's body. He flipped over and fell to the ground, panting heavily.
Tong Qiao immediately got up from the ground and knelt beside Lu Jinshen to check his back.
He was wearing navy blue pajamas, so she couldn't tell anything from his appearance.
Tong Qiao lifted the hem of Lu Jinshen's shirt. She tilted her head and saw that his honey-colored skin was glaring red. The location was exactly where he was injured last time.
It looked like the wound had really opened up.
Crow's beak. She was right.
Tong Qiao gently put down Lu Jinshen's shirt and scolded him harshly. "Bastard, you deserve it!"
She had already gotten up from the ground and was about to get the medical kit.
Lu Jinshen exhaled. He turned around and lay straight on the ground. His wound hurt when it touched the ground, and he frowned slightly.
Tong Qiao took two steps and turned back. She squatted on the ground and pushed Lu Jinshen's shoulder. "Are you stupid? The wound is on your back, and you're still lying down. Get over there. "
Lu Jinshen lay motionless. His pale lips curled into a charming smile. "Are you concerned about me?"
Tong Qiao glanced at Lu Jinshen coldly and pushed the man lying motionless on the ground. "Who cares about you? I'm worried that you'll dirty the carpet. Get out of here. "
Lu Jinshen was still lying motionless, but the smile in his eyes deepened. "It's okay if the carpet is dirty. Get a new one."
Tong Qiao looked at Lu Jinshen for two seconds. The more he smiled, the angrier she got. She wanted to hit him, but she couldn't do it. The old man was injured. "Do whatever you want. You're not going to die anyway. I don't care."
Lu Jinshen grabbed Tong Qiao's wrist. She had just gotten up a little when he pulled her back down again.
I didn't drink the tea, Yufei drank it instead. I drove home and Leilei called me on the way back. When I arrived at the Fu residence, Yufei's drug had already taken effect and she wasn't conscious anymore. I used the showerhead to douse her with cold water and only then did she regain consciousness temporarily. However, she didn't have any strength and couldn't stand properly. That's why I wrapped her in a towel and sent her to the hospital. "
Tong Qiao was shocked by Lu Jinshen's words. Fu Zhilei drugged her own brother? Was this woman crazy?
After a few seconds, Tong Qiao came back to her senses. She looked at the man on the ground and asked, "Why didn't you explain it when I asked you to?"
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