Nan Mufeng lifted his head and glared at Jian Xi.
Jian Xi blinked her eyes innocently, hoping to add more persuasion.
“I’m taking you to the hospital,” Nan Mufeng declared and scooped Jian Xi up without further discussion.
“Ah—”
Jian Xi, startled, let out a low cry.
A princess carry!
It was her first time in this life!
Terrifying!
“Put me down!”
She struggled uncomfortably, her face turning beet red.
Her already torn dress was riding up even more, almost revealing her panties, which scared her into squeezing her legs together again.
“Nan Mufeng, have you lost your mind?”
“Move again and see what happens,” Nan Mufeng’s voice grew husky.
Her skin was warm and soft, the line between her pressed-together legs a damn temptation!
Although he hadn’t been with a woman before, his self-control was well-recognized in the circle!
He was even dubbed the “Ice-Faced Male God.” How could he be so uncontrollable and gentle with her today?
Noticing his change, Jian Xi stopped struggling.
“Nan Mufeng, I’m really fine.
Please, let me down!”
“Fine.”
Nan Mufeng let go of her.
As her legs touched the ground, her leg muscles tightened in response to the pain in her wound.
Jian Xi swayed and, losing her balance, uncontrollably fell towards Nan Mufeng.
Nan Mufeng stretched out his long arm and caught her steadily, “I’ll ask you one last time, are you going to the hospital or not?”
“There’s really no need…”
Before she could finish speaking, Nan Mufeng unceremoniously let go.
“Ah—”
Jian Xi tumbled awkwardly to one side.
This time, Nan Mufeng watched coldly from the side, no longer helping her.
This man really is!
So fickle!
Jian Xi inwardly complained, steadying herself and unnaturally gathering the hair that had fallen by her ears, “I was just hungry and a bit dizzy, it wasn’t from the wound.”
Nan Mufeng stared at her coldly, silent.
Her hair was black and straight, her delicate features unadorned with makeup—she even came to her engagement without a touch of lipstick.
Her face had the capital for it!
But he was angry!
As the fiancée of Nan Mufeng, how could she suffer in silence?
The atmosphere grew a bit awkward, and the temperature seemed slightly off.
Jian Xi swallowed and decided to get to the point, “So, I heard you were forced to come to the engagement?”
“Yeah, what about you?” Nan Mufeng squinted at the young woman.
What was she scheming now?
“Same here!” Jian Xi exhaled in relief and straightened her back, “Since that’s the case, how about we call it quits?”
As she spoke, she took off the emerald ring on her left middle finger, “I’m giving this back to you.”
“I’m afraid that’s not possible.” Nan Mufeng pushed the ring back onto her finger, “Calling off the engagement just after it would kill my grandfather, and the old man can’t handle the shock!”
“Then…” Jian Xi hesitated for a moment, “What about in a few days?”
Tsk tsk, so determined to call off the engagement, huh!
“Jian Xi!” Nan Mufeng’s voice deepened, “Why come if you wanted to call off the engagement so badly?”
With her injuries today, she could have rightfully skipped the engagement.
“What about you?
You don’t like me, so why did you come?”
Nan Mufeng’s face tensed, “Grandfather’s command.”
“Mother’s command,” Jian Xi gave a wry smile and looked at Nan Mufeng, “Shouldn’t we commiserate with each other?”
“No pity!”
Nan Mufeng turned and walked away in anger.
Upset about her wound, angry about her wanting to call off the engagement…
What was with him today?
A small woman had actually swayed his emotions!
Failing to break off the engagement, Jian Xi awkwardly touched her nose.
Well, she knew it wouldn’t be that easy.
Having decided to come back, she was prepared to “fall into the pit.”
“Sister-in-law, hello.”
Just then, a face beaming with the most splendid smile peeked hesitantly from outside the door.
“Who are you?”
“Hello, sister-in-law.
I am Rui Kun, Brother Nan’s confidant.” Rui Kun walked in with an exaggeratedly large gift box, “Sister-in-law, since it’s our first meeting, here’s a little something for you, please accept it.”