She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Fang Li felt a chill run down her spine as she watched Yang Miao's expression suddenly change and then abruptly turn around.

He's back!

Despite his travel-worn appearance, the man exuded an innate air of nobility. His cold, stern eyes were fixed on her as he slowly approached, his long legs stomping heavily on the floor.

Xu Fangli's heart suddenly began to pound wildly.

Although she knew from the beginning that this matter couldn't be kept secret for long, she didn't expect that despite her best efforts to conceal it, he would still be sensitive enough to notice something was wrong and rush back from Haicheng so quickly.

The man's footsteps felt like they were pounding on her heart.

Xu Fangli's heart pounded wildly, and after the initial shock, a faint blush gradually appeared in her moist, clear eyes as she watched the noble and tall figure walk towards her step by step.

He walked up to her and stopped. His handsome face was sculpted and deep, and his deep, penetrating eyes were lowered as he gazed at her quietly, as if trying to envelop her entirely in his gaze.

Xu Fangli stood there silently, stunned. Yang Miao, standing behind her, gently moved his lips and said, "...Uncle."

uncle?

So... he and Yang Miao aren't that kind of...

She misunderstood from the start!

how come......

Wen Yang, you've really ruined me!

Xu Fangli consciously tried to avoid eye contact. The moment her watery eyes snapped back to attention, she turned away to the side, and secretly hid her arms behind her back.

Unfortunately, it's too late to hide now.

As she entered, Han Xi noticed the white bandage wrapped around her arm.

With his cold eyes narrowed slightly, Han Xi ignored Yang Miao, who was looking flustered and wishing she could disappear immediately, and leaned down to pull Fang Li's arm. His gaze was deep and fixed on her watery, uneasy, and evasive eyes.

"What are you hiding from?" He had returned without stopping since he sensed something was wrong, and his voice was deep and hoarse when he spoke.

Xu Fangli: "..."

A wave of soreness washed over her nose, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears. Her lips, turned to one side, trembled uncontrollably. She neither looked at him nor spoke, her throat tightening with a lump.

Han Xi frowned deeply, carefully controlling his grip on her arm to avoid hurting her.

Xu Fangli suddenly stepped back to the side, widening the distance between them, her moist eyes shimmering.

Han Xi paused as his hand was freed, his fingertips curling slightly. His dark eyes narrowed, staring coldly at Fang Li with a terrifying intensity.

His pupils contracted, and he suddenly leaned forward, grabbing Fang Li's shoulders and turning her around without saying a word.

"......!" Xu Fangli was so frightened that she quickly turned her back and retreated. When she saw him raise his foot and approach again, she turned around and rushed towards the bathroom as if she had done something wrong.

Han Xi's brow twitched, his face turned cold and tense. He took two long strides and caught up with her. Fang Li's left hand had just grabbed the bathroom door frame when her slender waist was pulled from behind.

With a swift movement of his long arm, he pulled her back as she was leaning forward.

Fang Li was stunned for two seconds after her back bumped into a chest, then suddenly began to struggle and desperately slap his hand.

"...Don't touch me! Let go, let go!"

Han Xi: "......"

"Aunt Rong! Miss Yang!"

Two people who wished they could disappear on the spot shuddered and automatically shut their ears.

"...Help me!"

"Xu Fangli!"

This was the first time Han Xi had encountered such a situation. The veins on both sides of his temples throbbed. What on earth was this woman afraid of?

He just wanted to check her injuries; he didn't hit her or yell at her. Why was she hiding from him?!

"Let me go..."

Xu Fangli seemed not to hear his warning and kept struggling to break free from his embrace.

Han Xi's arm muscles bulged as he held her around the waist. Without a word, he grabbed her with one hand and brought her back to the bedside. He leaned down and pressed her down onto the bed, pressing down on her struggling legs with his leg and holding down her wrist, the only part of her body she could move, with his left hand.

"Should we still hide?!"

Han Xi stared at her moist, red eyes and coldly sternly ordered.

Xu Fangli pursed her lips tightly, turned her face to the other side and pressed her mouth down, her body stiff and rigid.

Seeing her like this, Han Xi's heart clenched. Looking at her slightly panting chest, regret flashed in his cold eyes. He loosened his grip on her wrist and lowered his legs.

"..." Fang Li swallowed silently, holding her breath to keep from crying.

She didn't know why she was hiding; she just... didn't want him to see her in this disheveled state.

Besides, she didn't want to cry at all. It was just being bitten by a dog, what was there to cry about?

But the moment she saw him, she didn't know why, all the strength and composure she was so proud of crumbled, and in an instant, her forbearance turned into grievance.

Fang Li couldn't hold back her tears as they rolled down her cheeks, which were pressed against the side of the bed. She realized that, without knowing when it started, her dependence on this man had exceeded her expectations.

This discovery is not a good thing for Fang Li right now.

After her failed relationship with Song Yuchen, although she never said it, she had inevitably lost hope in romantic relationships.

The reason she readily agreed to the marriage was because she felt she would never fall in love with anyone again; since there was no love, it didn't matter who it was.

Now, she can't believe that she has developed feelings for another man so quickly, and these feelings have turned into dependence without her even realizing it.

This made her wonder if she was just as fickle as Song Yuchen.

The more Fang Li thought about it, the more her silent tears flowed, and her body began to tremble.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you somewhere?" Han Xi relaxed his hand again, his long eyebrows furrowed with worry as he leaned down to look at her, his voice so gentle it could melt water.

"Hmm..." She sniffled, and then a sob escaped her lips.

Han Xi's heart suddenly went into turmoil. He completely let go and moved aside, leaning over from the other side to check her appearance. Unexpectedly, the woman, who had just calmed down, suddenly pulled the blanket over herself and rolled over, completely covering herself.

"..."

His thin lips tightened, Han Xi's eyes twitched violently, his face darkened, and he immediately reached out to tear them apart.

"uncle......!"

Yang Miao, who had been wanting to escape the battlefield, suddenly interrupted.

Han Xi paused, his outstretched hand still.

"Hehe...you, why are you back?" Yang Miao asked with a trembling voice and a forced smile, his fawning expression quite obvious.

She originally intended to take the opportunity to run away, but then she thought that she could hide for a while but not for a long time.

Now that she's run away, knowing her cold-hearted uncle as she does, the punishment later will only be more severe.

If we don't run now... Seeing that his usually unyielding and composed uncle was helpless against a woman, Yang Miao suddenly saw a glimmer of hope.

There's an excellent ally right in front of us!