Chapter 71: It Hurts So Much

The man on the floor, his face contorted in pain, looked up at the newcomer and immediately scrambled to his knees. “Young Master, I didn’t know this was your man. I’m sorry!”

Duan Qingyu glanced at the man on the floor, then turned his attention to Ji Xueli, his voice emotionless. “Where did he touch you?”

Ji Xueli extended her hand, showing a faint red mark on her delicate wrist, which was especially noticeable.

She didn’t understand why people always liked to grab wrists. Since entering this world, her wrists had been grabbed countless times…

“Break his hand and throw him out,” Duan Qingyu’s voice grew cold and commanding.

They were on a cruise ship, and outside was the sea. He was going to throw him into the ocean. The man immediately grew terrified. “I was wrong, Young Master, I really was wrong! Please don’t throw me into the sea…”

Before he could even grab Duan Qingyu’s pants, he was ruthlessly dragged away.

Thrown into the sea just like that? Ji Xueli clicked her tongue and silently waved at him, hoping he’d be more cautious in his next life.

Duan Qingyu turned around and looked at her. She quickly stopped her movements, putting on a pitiful expression.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

“Chengdu asked me to check if you ran away because of someone else,” Duan Qingyu said, scanning her over. When he saw she wasn’t injured, he added, “You’re fine.”

“I didn’t mean to stay so long. I got stopped by someone,” Ji Xueli explained. She even had to thank that person, as it gave her an excuse to stay longer.

“Then let’s go,” Duan Qingyu said.

If they left now, it would be too obvious, especially since they were together…

No, she needed to stall for some more time.

“Ah, my hand hurts so much, and my foot too…” Ji Xueli grimaced as she rubbed her wrist and complained.

Duan Qingyu looked at her exaggerated expression without exposing her act. “Then let me take you upstairs to rest, maybe apply some medicine?”

“Good idea…” Ji Xueli immediately agreed.

Before she could say anything else, Duan Qingyu scooped her up, causing her to gasp and quickly cling to his neck. “What are you doing?”

“You said your foot hurts, didn’t you?” he answered casually.

“Ah…” His pleasant scent enveloped her as Ji Xueli lowered her head, trying to avoid meeting his gaze as she admired his smooth jawline.

Duan Qingyu took the room key from the server and swiped it to call the elevator.

It seemed you needed special permission to go to the third floor. Ji Xueli observed his actions and thought to herself.

“Why did Ji Yanzhou and the others come? Is it because of Haitang Bay?” she suddenly asked.

“It was probably called by Chengdu and the others,” Duan Qingyu replied.

Ji Xueli was still confused. “You’ve already spoken for a while, so what do you mean ‘probably’?”

“Ji Yanzhou wants to challenge me to a half-month-long car race. If he wins, he gets the Haitang Bay project,” Duan Qingyu explained, lowering his gaze to meet hers.

A car race…

“I’m not going,” Ji Xueli replied immediately, without thinking.

Duan Qingyu opened the door with the room key and gently placed her on the sofa, his voice still cold but soft. “I didn’t ask you to go.”

“Okay.”

She absolutely couldn’t go to that race. If she did, she’d be stuck between a rock and a hard place—Ji Yanzhou was the male lead, while Chengdu and the others were his friends…

Duan Qingyu noticed her thoughtful expression but said nothing. He turned and brought over a first aid kit.

“Are you okay?” Duan Qingyu squatted down, gently holding her bare leg while using his other hand to unbuckle her high heels, kneeling on one knee.

“Mm, I think I have a schedule,” Ji Xueli answered, her voice soft.