Chapter 10: Legs So White

A wave of fear washed over Zhuang Jianxi. Her impulsive act of jumping out of the car had left her with no time to think. Luckily, she hadn’t injured her face, otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The family doctor, accompanied by Butler Song, rushed over and conducted a thorough examination of Zhuang Jianxi. He meticulously inquired about any feelings of nausea or vomiting, and whether there were any abnormalities in her head or internal organs.

After Zhuang Jianxi shook her head in denial, the doctor began to treat the abrasions on her body, applying ointment.

Her hand had already been treated by Qiu Yixun. Zhuang Jianxi lifted her loose linen dress, revealing her fair and slender calves. There was a bruised and red abrasion on her knee.

At this moment, Qiu Yixun, who had stepped aside to pour himself a glass of water at the nearby water stand, couldn’t help but notice a flicker of darkness in his eyes.

He set down his glass and walked over, waving his hand to dismiss the doctor. “If there’s nothing serious, I’ll take care of the rest.”

The family doctor nodded in response, and Butler Song escorted him out of the living room.

Zhuang Jianxi was dissatisfied with Qiu Yixun dismissing the doctor and sitting in front of her. She quickly lowered her dress. “You don’t need to, I can do it myself.”

Qiu Yixun picked up the cotton swab again, holding her dress. “Don’t be silly, I’m a professional.”

In the past few years, when he was fighting the most fiercely in the Qiu family, he had suffered countless car accidents and fights. To avoid attracting attention, he always treated his own wounds.

Professional…

Zhuang Jianxi didn’t believe him. She reached out to stop him, but Qiu Yixun moved swiftly, lifting her dress in one motion.

Perhaps his strength was too great, and with this lift, the dress was pulled up to her upper thigh, revealing a pair of snow-white, straight legs and a corner of her plain safety pants…

Qiu Yixun froze, his gaze involuntarily fixed on that expanse of whiteness.

Zhuang Jianxi was stunned as well, clearly not expecting him to be so rough.

After a moment of stunned silence, she took a deep breath, her gaze turning towards Qiu Yixun. There was a hint of a smile in her eyes, but it also carried an air of impending pressure.

“Do you find it beautiful?”

The cotton swab in Qiu Yixun’s hand unconsciously fell to the ground. He subconsciously replied, “They’re quite white…”

Zhuang Jianxi’s face instantly turned cold. She grabbed the pillow from the sofa and slammed it hard against Qiu Yixun’s face. “Go to hell!”

She had always been indifferent to fame and fortune, her temperament was neither arrogant nor impatient. Even if Mount Tai were to collapse before her, she would remain calm. She rarely lost her temper in front of others.

However, at this moment, facing this shameless man, she could no longer bear his repeated attempts to take advantage of her.

Zhuang Jianxi grabbed the pillow and hit him several times in succession.

Qiu Yixun didn’t dodge, he stiffened his neck and turned his head to endure the blows, his hair completely disheveled.

Zhuang Jianxi soon grew tired of hitting, she threw the pillow aside, panting heavily, her eyes shining with anger, her chest heaving violently.

Qiu Yixun, savoring the scene just now, even asked, “Are you feeling better? If not, hit me a few more times.”

Zhuang Jianxi bit her lip, the grievances and humiliation in her heart spread like a flood. The clear water in her eyes gradually clouded over with a mist.

She abruptly stood up, wanting to go upstairs.

Qiu Yixun reached out to grab her, but Zhuang Jianxi reacted violently, trying to shake him off. “Let go of me!”

Seeing the misty haze in her red-rimmed eyes, Qiu Yixun’s heart softened instantly. He apologized, “I’m sorry.”

“If you feel like you’ve been wronged, I can let you look back.”

Look back? Who cares about looking at his hairy legs?

Zhuang Jianxi was furious and kicked him. A dusty shoe print appeared on Qiu Yixun’s clean and tidy slacks.

Qiu Yixun didn’t care. He pulled her down onto the sofa. Seeing her still struggling, he threatened, “If you move again, I’ll kiss you.”

‘Young Master Qiu’s unpredictable and ruthless reputation wasn’t earned for nothing. When facing an opponent, he used a combination of intimidation, coercion, and persuasion, which was his usual tactic.

He had tried his best to restrain himself in front of her.

Sure enough, as soon as she heard this, Zhuang Jianxi immediately quieted down.

She lowered her head, her bangs falling over her forehead, her hands tightly clutching the fabric of her skirt at her thighs.

Qiu Yixun could see her nervousness and resentment. He stopped teasing her and quickly disinfected and bandaged her knee.

After finishing, Butler Song came in to announce that dinner was ready and they could eat whenever they wanted.

Zhuang Jianxi had no appetite. In fact, she was internally resisting eating with him. After tidying her skirt, she got up without a word.

“Where are you going?” Qiu Yixun reached out again, blocking her path. “It’s time for dinner.”

Zhuang Jianxi frowned and ruthlessly shook off his hand. Her steps were firm, her back conveying an undeniable determination. “I don’t want to eat!”

She didn’t care about his expression and turned around, fleeing upstairs.

On the side, Butler Song witnessed this scene and couldn’t help but frown, wanting to say something. “Young Master…”

“Prepare her dinner and send it to her room later.”

Qiu Yixun withdrew his gaze from Zhuang Jianxi’s retreating figure. His expression didn’t change. He casually loosened his collar, giving instructions while walking towards the dining room.

Butler Song could only nod in agreement, but he secretly muttered to himself that the Young Master had changed too much recently.

In the past, if any woman dared to be so disrespectful to him, he wouldn’t have even considered letting her go.

Just now, the Young Master had unprecedentedly carried her inside and carefully and thoughtfully bandaged her. Zhuang Jianxi didn’t appreciate it, and even hit him with a pillow, coldly rejecting the Young Master’s kindness…

Yet, the Young Master still took it all in stride, allowing her to hit and scold him without any displeasure.

Although Butler Song didn’t like this cold and aloof mistress, he could tell that the Young Master was genuinely interested in her.

The future of half of the 裘 family was about to change.