C31

Qi Jing anxiously looked at the boss.

But without the boss' permission, he didn't dare go over to Miss Mu's side.

"Drive."

"…"

Qi Jing clenched his teeth and summoned up his courage. "Boss, it's already the wee hours of the morning. It's raining outside. If we run into bad guys …"

"Are you free?"

Lu Shimo interrupted him indifferently.

At this point, Qi Jing understood what the boss meant and forced himself to start the engine without looking out the window.

In the rearview mirror, the person on the ground was moving further and further away.

When the car was fifty or sixty meters away, the man in the back suddenly said, "Stop the car."

Qi Jing slammed on the brakes.

The sound of tires scraping against the ground suddenly cut through the rainy night.

Then, Lu Shimo pushed the door open and got out of the car, striding towards the back of the car.

Qi Jing was overjoyed and quickly got off the car.

"Boss, don't go first. I'll take the umbrella."

"No need."

As soon as she was in her arms, she felt cold and her clothes were wet.

Lifting her up, Lu Shimo frowned. Why was this woman so thin?

He had held her twice before, but the two times she had been dishonest, they had bickered, and his attention hadn't been on that.

But this time, she was quietly in his embrace.

He stood on his tiptoes and estimated that it was still less than ninety pounds.

So light, isn't this woman eating?

After carrying him to the car, Qi Jing drove.

"Boss, where are we going?"

The man was silent for a moment before he said, "Linlang Bay."

This was the third time he brought Miss Mu to Linlang Bay. This was the first time this had happened in so many years!

Qi Jing responded excitedly and asked, "Should I call Mr. Bo over?"

The man threw the knife with his cold eyes. "So much talk?"

"…"

When the car drove away, Mu Yu fell forward.

Lu Shimo quickly pulled her back and fastened her seat belt. However, her body was still soft from head to toe and she couldn't sit still at all.

He had no choice but to hold her in his arms.

She had been lying unconscious on the ground. It was raining again, and there was a lot of mud on her body.

This was intolerable to the germaphobic Lu Shimo.

He looked at the mud on her pajamas with disdain, wanting to put her aside once again.

However, looking at her weak appearance, he still did not let her go.

It was two in the morning when he returned to Linlang Bay.

Qi Jing watched as the boss carried Miss Mu upstairs. He asked, "Boss, do we need to get Auntie Zhou to help?"

"No, bring me the medicine box."

"Alright."

In the guest room he threw her on the bed.

As soon as she touched the bed, her petite body curled into a shrivel.

This was an expression of extreme insecurity, and he was not unfamiliar with it. This was because he had spent a long time in this kind of sleeping posture during his childhood.

Lu Shimo stood by the bed and looked at her.

She did not wake up, but her brow was locked, as if she was deep in thought.

"Boss, medicine box."

Qi Jing put down the medicine box and left in a hurry, not daring to stay.

Miss Mu must have taken a bath because she was soaked in the rain and muddy water.

But the boss didn't need Aunt Zhou's help, so he definitely wanted to do it himself.

Ten minutes later, the woman on the bed curled up even more tightly, as if she was still shaking and breathing heavily.

He bent down and touched her forehead. His palm was burning hot.

A fever?

A handful of her clothes, wet.

Pulling the covers over her, he went to the bathroom, put the water in, and then came out to carry her.

"Troublesome!"

Lu Shimo scooped her up.

The light in the room was as bright as day, she … It was right before his eyes.

With a single glance, he looked away.

His eyes were dark.

He really couldn't tell. This woman usually looked like a washboard, and she seemed …

The first time he saw her, she was drugged. This was also the scene she was in.

But there was only one light on in the bedroom, and he was too tired to care.

However, the flawless body in front of him made him unable to open his eyes.

After a moment, he wrapped her in a towel and carried her to the bathroom.

After putting her in the bathtub, Lu Shimo put his hands on his hips and looked at her condescendingly.

No one had stayed in this guest room before. There was no shower gel. He turned around and went to the next room.

Two minutes later, returning, he opened the bathroom door. The woman in the bathtub made his face change.

When he left, she was still leaning against the bathtub, but now her whole body was sinking to the bottom.

"SHIT!"

He cursed, dropped the shower gel, and darted to the side of the tub, where he pulled her out of the tub.

"Mu Yu!"

Putting her on the bed, he patted her on the cheek and called out in a low voice.

"…"

"Mu Yu, wake up!"

She still didn't react.

Lu Shimo's face was extremely grim.

He immediately raised his hand to feel the arteries in her neck. Only when he felt a slight throb did he heave a sigh of relief.

Then he knelt on the bed, scooped her up, and laid her on his other leg, pushing her with his big hand against her back.

"Spit it out!"

After a few rounds, she spat out a mouthful of water.

"Mm …"

She cried uncomfortably and winced into his arms.

He frowned in disgust.

He threw her back onto the bed, pulled the quilt over her, and threw it on top of her.

Feeling the soft and warm blanket, Mu Yu rolled over and curled her body as she fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Shimo let out a long breath. Only when he saw that she was sleeping like a dead pig did he realize that he was sweating profusely.

"Stupid woman!"

If he hadn't come back in time, she would have drowned in the bathtub.

It was nearly half past two in the morning.

He stood on the spot, one hand clutching his pockets, the other pinching his tired brow.

Only now did he realize what had happened.

Why did he bring her back?

Maybe it was because she was too pitiful.

Lu Shimo honestly thought.

In the interrogation room, she leaned against the wall, her eyes red as she looked at him and said, "I admit, I can't beat you."

He could not describe what he felt at that moment.

After standing there for a while.

He withdrew his brows and stepped forward to pull the blanket over her body to her.

She was curled up on her side.

His entire back was spotlessly white. Lu Shimo saw the scar left by the baton on her waist; it was a burnt wound.

Seeing this, his brows slightly creased.

Her deep gaze once again landed on her sleeping face. It was different from when she was arrogant. At this moment, she was very quiet and looked very obedient.

He was well aware of the feeling of being struck by a baton.

His whole body was twitching, and he felt pain as if he was walking through every inch of his body.

Even men would rarely be able to withstand such pain, yet she had only been able to carry a painful groan.

When he had finished applying and was covering her, she took his hand in hers.

He withdrew his brows and said in a deep voice, "Let go."

"…"

Instead of letting go, she pressed his fingers against her burning face.

Her small hands tightly gripped onto his palm, as if she was a drowning person grasping at straws.