Translator: Henyee Translations
Editor: Henyee Translations
There was a light scent of tobacco in the cold air surrounding her. She didn’t like the smell usually, but this time, it gave her a sense of security that she had never felt before.
She had this unknown sensation for the past two nights. As if someone whom she could depend on was guarding by her side, accompanying her and looking after her in the night. Only at this time did the nightmares in her mind slowly go away.
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The second day.
Zhao Corporation had made the A City’s headline news early in the morning. Zhao Corporation had declared bankruptcy. The chairman of the board was taken away by the police for illegal fundraising, suspected bribery, and other commercial crimes.
Furthermore, one day before the chairman was arrested, the young master of Zhao Corporation was also exposed to taking drugs in a nightclub. He tried to escape after he was reported, but he was rounded up on the road and taken away.
Apparently, someone had heard gunshots. The police explained that the suspect was resisting arrest; hence, they shot to issue a warning. Nobody was injured in the process.
After this scandal was exposed, even the incident where the young master of Zhao Corporation drove a car illegally, killed a person, and covered it up with the money was revealed.
He was berated by everyone, media and commoners alike.
An Ge’er naturally had seen the relevant news on TV. She was shocked. A corporation was destroyed overnight. How could she not know who had done it?
So, Little Uncle didn’t appear yesterday because he was avenging… her?!
In fact, the young master of Zhao Corporation only entered prison early this morning after the incident.
Young Master Zhao was carried out on a stretcher when Leng Jue went to get him. His nether region was full of blood, and he was almost half-dead. Anyone who took a look at him would know the type of punishment he was subjected to.
Actually, this was only the beginning of his misery.
Bo Yan didn’t take his life, but he was going to make his life a living hell.
Young Master Zhao had always been a pretty boy. Now, he was locked in together with a homosexual murderer. Every night, pitiful screams could be heard. They could make one’s hair stand on end and would reverberate through the night.
It was rather… erotic.
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An Ge’er’s body had almost recovered. Her brain concussion wasn’t too severe, nor was it too trivial. The doctors had explained it to her when she asked them about her situation. However, they said Second Young Master Bo wanted her to continue to be monitored in the hospital.
She felt dispirited. Little Uncle’s appearances were sporadic. Although she was still worried about other stuff, she couldn’t leave. She was going to be bored to death if this routine continued.
Until that afternoon, when she saw a man wearing a white doctor’s robe came in.
An Ge’er looked at him with a frown and a little suspicion.
Who was this? He looked familiar.
He was wearing a clean white doctor’s robe on his tall and well-built figure. His features were pretty and exquisite, like a beautiful piece of natural jade. At the moment, he was sizing her up. Despite wearing glasses, An Ge’er couldn’t ignore the gleam of tease that flashed through for a split second in his eyes.
“Little Sister-in-law has forgotten about me?”
An Ge’er almost spat out the water she was drinking. “Cough, cough, cough… What are you saying?”
Little Sister-in-law?
An Ge’er only realized then—wasn’t the man in front of her the one in the private room which she had entered by mistake?
“I’m Ye Che.” Ye Che rolled his eyes at her when he saw that she hadn’t recognized him. “Don’t be afraid. I’m your attending physician now.”
An Ge’er was beyond shocked.
He looked like those rich playboys from the capital, yet he was actually a doctor!?
Ye Che heaved a soft sigh. “I didn’t expect the old virgin to trip in the hands of a little lass. Quick, tell Big Brother now. Are you 15 or 16 years old?”