Hong Kong Nights of Passion

Chapter 59 You might as well just die in my bed

He was injured but didn't go to the hospital.

Wen Jin Nian rolled her eyes at him, annoyed: "You might as well just die in my bed."

A low, husky laugh suddenly came from above. Chi Yige's dark eyes met hers, and he said casually, "I'd like to."

"... "

Are they expressing the same meaning?

Wen Jinnian was so angry that she suddenly tightened her grip on the bandage and deliberately tugged at the gauze: "I'll let you suffer as much as you want!"

Chi Yige pursed his lips and remained silent, letting her wrap the wound tightly.

After packing up the medicine box, Wen Jin read out the order to leave: "Alright, you can go now."

"I haven't slept for days," Chi Yige said pitifully.

"Go back to sleep."

"Wen, I have insomnia."

Wen Jinnian straightened up and sneered, "What does this have to do with me?"

Chi Yige glanced at his right arm. The bandage was tied into a pretty bow.

He raised an eyebrow at her slyly: "Let me stay for the night, it's too late and there are no more cars, and my phone is dead."

I've come up with all sorts of excuses.

really do.

"Trying to stay here? Fine, sleep in the living room!"

Wen Jinian turned to leave when a muffled groan suddenly came from behind her.

Turning around, she saw blood seeping through the back of his white shirt. She frowned: "Your back is injured too? Who did you mess with?"

Chi Yige stood still, looking like a pitiful wolfhound.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Jinnian still led the person to the master bedroom on the third floor.

After pulling out the first-aid kit, he said directly, "Take off your clothes."

Chi Yige stood still, only slightly raising his injured right hand.

The meaning is self-evident.

She walked up to him angrily and roughly unbuttoned his shirt.

Turning around, the grotesque scars on his strong back were a shocking sight.

Wen Jinnian gasped, "What kind of deep-seated grudge could this be?"

The wound on my back doesn't look like a fresh one; it's scabbed over and then broken open.

The other person remained silent, and she began to have doubts.

It seems someone really wants to kill him, and the motive behind it is probably not simple.

Chi Yige sat on the edge of the bed with a frown, his shirt sticking to his skin as blood seeped from his wound.

When Wen Jinnian treated his wounds, she scolded him irritably, but he responded lazily.

After treating the wound, Chi Yige lay down on the bed, taking up most of it.

Wen Jinnian frowned as she watched this shameless behavior: "So you're trying to cling to my bed?"

"Wen, I'm sleepy. I'll thank you handsomely tomorrow..."

Wen Jinian was also in a dilemma. She couldn't just drag the person up by force, lest she aggravate the wound and cause more trouble.

Helpless, she pulled half of the blanket over him and covered him with it. Then she turned to get a blanket from the wardrobe to make do elsewhere.

"Student Wen."

A weary voice came from behind, "Aren't you afraid your friend will burst into the house tomorrow and see a strange man sleeping in your bed?"

"I'll lose my innocence then," the male protagonist said in a low voice.

Wen Jinnian turned around and retorted, "Why don't you just say you want me to stay!"

"If I told you, would you agree?"

His voice grew softer and softer, tinged with drowsiness.

Wen Jinian was taken aback, her gaze falling on the man lying on the bed.

Bathed in the warm yellow light of the bedside lamp, he closed his eyes, his usual sharpness gone, and his face appeared unusually gentle.

Before she could speak again, her even breathing began to fall softly.

Looking at that delicate sleeping face, Wen Jinnian sighed helplessly and finally curled up on the chaise lounge by the bed, clutching a blanket.

Ask her if she agrees?
Definitely not. That's what Wen Jinian thought.

Early in the morning, Wen Jinnian was jolted awake by screams from the explosion on the first floor of the villa.

"Niannian! Come down quickly! I saw a treasure!"

Fu Yiyi's shouts echoed through the building, "Paramount Molly, Panda Molly, the Korean limited edition, and Bubble Princess! Where did you get them?"

Wen Jinnian suddenly sat up, bumping into Chi Yige's peach blossom eyes, who was propped up on the edge of the bed and staring straight at her.

The other person gestured with their chin toward the balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window: "Thank you for the gift."

Then she remembered something, slipped on her slippers and ran to the balcony, where she saw beautifully opened gift boxes displayed downstairs.

It's a limited edition item that's incredibly rare and hard to find on the market.

Molly, a masterpiece, fetched a staggering 23 at auction.

Looking at these exorbitantly priced trendy toys, Wen Jinnian suddenly understood what "money makes the world go round" meant.

Sure enough, with Chi Yige, there's nothing you can't buy if you want it.

She turned around and looked at Fu Yiyi downstairs, who was busily carrying trendy toys into the house. A slight smile appeared on her lips as she went back inside.

Wen Jinnian looked at the person who had already stood up: "How did you know I like Pop Mart?"

"Your phone case is Molly."

He looked up, his peach blossom eyes sparkling with laughter.

She nodded, quite thoughtfully, "Thank you, this gift is too precious."

"It's nothing compared to my hands and back."

He gently shook his bandaged arm, and Wen Jinnian suddenly approached, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear, "Should I hope Dr. Chi gets injured a few more times? After all, one bandage can earn you hundreds of thousands of limited edition items."

He chuckled softly, his fingertips tracing the ribbon she had tied the night before: "It's not impossible."

Before she could finish speaking, the man's left hand was already on the woman's waist. Wen Jinian froze, instinctively leaning back.

The other person curled their lips into a smile: "Wen, is this considered throwing yourself into my arms?"

"I... I was afraid you'd get hurt and wouldn't be able to hear me!"

She blushed and tried to explain.

Low laughter filled the air, and the ambiguous posture early in the morning made the atmosphere even more awkward.

Just as he was about to break the silence, Fu Yiyi suddenly pushed the door open and entered: "Niannian! You... Brother, wait, Young Master Chi? What's going on here?"

She deliberately dragged out the last syllable, "Should I excuse myself for now?"

As soon as Fu Yiyi finished speaking, she darted out the door and slammed it shut behind her.

Inside the room, the two looked at each other in bewilderment.

Chi Yige then slowly released his hand, helped Wen Jinnian to her feet, and coughed lightly, "I didn't bring any clothes."

When they got downstairs, Fu Yiyi looked at Chi Yige's pink Kitty cat shirt dress and laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

He took out his phone and snapped two photos.

"Fu Yiyi! Delete it immediately!"

Chi Yige's face was grim.

Fu Yiyi laughed as she dodged.

Wen Jinnian followed behind, suppressing her laughter as she walked towards the restaurant.

The usually aloof and cold Crown Prince Chi was wrapped in her nightgown, which was so short it looked like a short-sleeved shirt, making him look quite comical.

Wen Jinnian walked to the breakfast bar, took the bread rolls out of the oven and placed them on the table, then deftly fried three eggs and served them with three cups of warm milk.

She suppressed a laugh and asked, "Dr. Chi, would you like some?"

Chi Yige had already taken his seat, casually spread a layer of jam on a slice of bread, placed the egg on the bread, took a big bite, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "It tastes better than I expected."

Fu Yiyi stared wide-eyed at the person eating, as if she had seen a ghost.

When her brother was at home, even breakfast had to be prepared by a private chef using imported ingredients flown in by air. But this person in front of her was eating a few slices of ordinary bread and fried eggs with crispy edges with great relish.

If it weren't for the fact that the person in front of her wasn't genuine, she would have suspected that the person in front of her had been secretly switched.

How can eating habits change so drastically in just a few years abroad?

"Ding." The villa doorbell rang.

Wen Jinnian gestured to Fu Yiyi to continue eating breakfast, then got up and walked to the entrance, pressing the call button: "Who is this?"

(End of this chapter)