Chapter 37: Perfect to the Point of Fakeness

Wen Yao hesitated for half a second before nodding, “Alright, you can take a look.”

After gaining her consent, Ji Mingchen bent down and lifted her blanket: “Which leg can’t move?”

The room was small, and every sound was clearly audible. Wen Yao listened to the man’s magnetic, low voice, and felt the rustling of her skirt as it brushed against the bed, her heart started to race.

“Hmm?”

“Left…”

Ji Mingchen leaned down and grasped her slender left ankle, gently squeezed it, and looked up at the person on the bed: “No feeling?”

“…”

Her foot had no feeling, but this action and atmosphere… felt so wrong.

Wen Yao’s eyelashes fluttered as she shook her head slightly.

Ji Mingchen then followed her ankle upwards, avoiding her wound and sliding over her calf, until his warm fingertips touched the delicate skin of her knee.

She could feel it here, and it was even sensitive…

The moment their skin touched, Wen Yao felt the slightly rough skin of the man’s fingers, and a tingling sensation arose, making her breath become erratic.

She quickly reached out to push the man’s hand away, her voice soft: “Ji Mingchen, don’t…”

However, the culprit still looked calm and unfazed, tilting his head up with a smile, his peach blossom eyes deep, locking onto her: “What’s wrong?”

It seemed like he was deliberately teasing her, but it also seemed like he had always been this way.

Seeing the girl’s reddened ears, Ji Mingchen timely withdrew his hand and explained: “If it were Dr. Lin, he would also check like this.”

Wen Yao: “…” How could she not believe him?

“It’s just checking the injury, why are you so nervous?” Ji Mingchen said, a smile curving his lips: “Or… is my presence making you flustered?”

Wen Yao’s eyes were complex, she pursed her lips, her hand that was supporting her on the bed crumpled the sheets.

In the past, when this man said these things, she would have already put a knife to his throat, but now, she was a guest in his territory, and she couldn’t be disrespectful to her superior, so she could only endure it.

But while enduring, she also faintly felt that what he said actually… didn’t seem wrong.

He had been polite from beginning to end, he had asked for her permission to lift her blanket, and he had squeezed her leg at the main acupoints, just to check how far the numbness had spread, nothing more.

He hadn’t done anything, he was gentle and polite, his technique was professional, yet she was blushing and couldn’t control her nervousness.

No matter how you looked at it, it seemed like she was more at fault…

Wen Yao lowered her eyelashes, trying to hide her fluster: “No, I’m just not used to it.”

Ji Mingchen didn’t say anything else, he examined her calf: “It doesn’t seem abnormal.”

“It should be the mutated long tongue that directly touched your wound, the excess poison seeped in, and over time, this poison has now spread, which has led to the numbness in your legs.”

After speaking, he gently put down her ankle: “I understand this type of mutated poison, barring any unforeseen circumstances, it should improve tomorrow, don’t worry.”

Wen Yao managed to fix her skirt, feeling slightly relieved upon hearing this, it was good that nothing was wrong.

As Ji Mingchen slowly withdrew his hand, his peripheral vision inadvertently swept over the girl on the bed, catching her fidgeting movements and the blush on her cheeks.

She’s quite sensitive, he thought.

…

Because Wen Yao’s legs were inconvenient, dinner was delivered by the maids that night, perhaps because Ji Mingchen was also present, the dishes were exceptionally sumptuous.

On the long table covered in white cloth, there were bright, flickering candles, vibrant, crimson roses, and a series of dishes that were both visually appealing and delicious…

For Wen Yao, who had just experienced the rough food of the F Camp, it was simply breathtaking.

She couldn’t help but sigh: “The wealthy feast on meat and wine, while the poor freeze to death on the road.”

After pouring himself half a glass of red wine, Ji Mingchen leaned back in his chair with a languid posture, asking casually: “By the way, how did you leave the ancient castle villa? Who took you away?”

Wen Yao had just picked up her cutlery, and upon hearing this, she paused for a moment.

Although she didn’t know why Ji Mingchen suddenly asked this, after thinking for a brief two seconds, she gave a comprehensive answer: “No one, I left on my own.”

The one who had ordered the maids to drug her was Professor Fei’s daughter, the one who had taken her away was Commander Lu, both of them were not simple characters, and they were both important figures under Ji Mingchen.

Since things had already happened, there was no need to report them to Ji Mingchen.

Ji Mingchen had only asked casually, and he hadn’t expected to hear this answer. He paused for a moment, his glass of red wine swaying slightly in his hand, his eyelids lifting as he looked at the person across from him.

The girl’s face was serene, the candlelight cast a hazy glow on her cheeks, but there was not much expression on her small face, her sweet and soft voice was also unusually calm: “I wanted to go to the training camp, I violated your arrangements, I’m sorry.”

After saying this, Wen Yao lowered her eyelashes, she didn’t know much about the situation in Dongzhou, but in Beizhou, disobeying superiors, especially disobeying the base commander, would be severely punished.

Since she had taken responsibility for this, she was naturally prepared to be punished.

However, what she hadn’t expected was that the man sitting across from her stared at her in silence for a moment, then said: “Wen Yao, I’ll say it again, I’m not Shen Yichuan…”

He knew she was smart, sharp, and resourceful, she understood how to adapt to any situation better than anyone else, but in his presence, he didn’t need her to be so understanding.

Wen Yao looked up, not understanding: “Hmm?”

Ji Mingchen met those pure, sparkling eyes, catching the way she lowered her cutlery due to uneasiness, all his words suddenly stuck in his throat.

He then curved his lips into a gentle smile: “Nothing, eat first.”

After the candlelit dinner ended, the maids cleaned up the table, Ji Mingchen put on his suit jacket and got up, saying to Wen Yao: “I might not have much time to spend with you these next two days, stay in the villa and recover, if you need anything, ask Butler Zhou.”

Seeing that the other party hadn’t blamed her at all, Wen Yao nodded, feeling slightly relieved: “Okay.”

“Also…” The man paused beside her, bending his waist slightly.

Wen Yao looked up in confusion, and unfortunately, she met those peach blossom eyes that seemed to be able to ensnare souls, at the same time, she heard a magnetic, low voice with a smile: “I said you’re my partner, you’re my partner, I’m not treating you as my subordinate.”

“For anything, I’ll be on your side.”

After speaking, he didn’t wait for a reaction, and simply straightened up and left.

“…”

Wen Yao was stunned, even after the warm scent of grass and wood from the man dissipated, she still hadn’t recovered, her heart was also beating out of rhythm.

He said she’s his partner, she’s his partner, he’s not treating her as his subordinate.

For anything, he’ll be on her side…

He’ll be on her side…

It seemed like no one had ever said such words to her.

All these years, those who had been superficially nice to her were either lusting after her beauty or fearing her strength.

The only one who was slightly different to her was Shen Yichuan, but Shen Yichuan wouldn’t stand by her no matter what.

So Ji Mingchen was referring to the fact that Miss Wei had taken her away, she had kept it to herself and hadn’t reported it to him, but he must have known.

Who had tampered with her food, who had taken her out of the ancient castle villa, he must have known all along.

“…”

This man really is a demon, he’s too good at manipulating people’s hearts.