Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Li Nanheng sneered. He brought the cigarette out of the his lips and casually stubbed it out in the ashtray: “You weren’t a woman at the time.”

Feng Ling: “…There’s no difference between then and now. You can continue treating me like a man.”

“There’s a difference.” The man’s voice was low, heavy and husky. This could be because he was still affected by what happened earlier, because he didn’t sleep well, or perhaps because he had just smoked.

Feng Ling was too lazy to argue with him. She also could not be bothered to ask about the difference. However, the man told her anyway with his husky voice: “Right now, you’re a woman. The woman that I like.”

The unexpected confession was akin to a fatal blow. However, Feng Ling was expressionless as she answered: “Saying something like that as a married man; don’t you feel any shame?”

Li Nanheng raised his brows. “How many times must I repeat myself? I didn’t get married. I’m not married to anyone. Right from the start, there was only you. Can’t you trust me?”

Feng Ling remained expressionless. “I’m uninterested in your affairs. You can get marry as you please. Right now, I want to look at your injury. Don’t bring up the meaningless things.”

Li Nanheng instantly chuckled. On this rare occasion, his pale complexion and smile strangely caused his charming face to appear slightly harmless. “I actually rescued you from harm earlier without demanding for you to pay with your body. Can’t you speak nicely to me?”

Feng Ling remained unmoved. “You’ve personally stepped into danger to rescue countless XI Base’s members. Could it be that they all have to pay with their bodies?”

Li Nanheng was choked by her words. For the first time in his life, he discovered that this adorable and clumsy little wolf girl actually had such a poisonous tongue. She had actually rendered him speechless.

The man suddenly turned his head away to sigh with a smile. He turned back to look at her. “I don’t need you to do much. Can you at least smile? Don’t you feel tired talking with such a stuffed expression?”

“I can’t force myself to smile. There’s nothing to smile at either.” Feng Ling did not wish to waste her breath any further. As he turned to sit down on the sofa, she abruptly stretched her hand out and tugged his shirt down.

In an instant, the large, red bruise extending from his neck to his mid-back was completely revealed to her.

Due to her abrupt movement, Li Nanheng paused. He did not move and only glanced back to watch the way she stood stiffly behind him. After confirming that she had seen enough, he tugged his shirt back and turned to lower his eyes at her: “I told you it’s a small wound, yet you insist on looking at it. Will you not give up until you’ve made yourself uncomfortable?”

Feng Ling did not speak. She turned back to scan the things in his apartment before glancing at his phone by the side: “Doctor Wen and Doctor Qin aren’t in Boston right now. Do you want to call a doctor over to give you a check-up? Or do you want to head to the hospital?”

“Is the wound that serious? I even need a doctor?”

“The bruise is serious and the back of your neck is a sensitive area. If the blood clot is serious, there maybe lingering damage.”

“I would already have called a doctor over if there were any problems,” Li Nanheng answered composedly. “I’m still young and I haven’t even married the woman I like. I won’t let myself die so early. If there were any problems, I would have already settled it. I wouldn’t have waited for you to come visit me. Set your heart at ease, en?”

Feng Ling did not respond to his attempt to change the topic. She scanned his apartment and asked, “Do you have a medicine box here?”

“No.”

“I’ll go buy some for you.” After speaking, she turned to leave. However, she immediately came to an abrupt stop. She recalled that she had left her apartment without her keys, phone, or wallet. She didn’t even put on a coat. How was she supposed to head out in the middle of the night.

She stood there stiffly and found it difficult to say that she had forgotten her keys. She was trapped in her own dilemma.

Li Nanheng did not stop her. After all, she had specially came here in the middle of the night. If she didn’t help him with the medication, she would likely be kept awake by the guilt.

The man watched as she suddenly paused. A moment later, he lifted his brows: “Did you forget your keys?”

Feng Ling: “…”

After a moment of her silence, she heard the man’s chuckle reverberate from his chest. Feng Ling immediately furrowed her brows darkly. She spun around and was startled to see that the man was right behind her. Her face brushed past his chest and, before she could stand properly, she staggered back. The man stretched his arm out and held her, pressing her firmly toward his chest.

The instant Feng Ling was nudged into his chest, the scent of his shower gel enveloped her. She abruptly pushed him aside and took two steps back to keep some distance between them. Her expression was poor. “Give me the duplicate key you made.”

Li Nanheng looked at the empty space between his arms and turned to Feng Ling, who was quickly putting distance between them. He sighed and lowered his hands. “I place the key on your coffee table after sending you back to your room earlier. I don’t have any more duplicates.”

“Do you think I’ll believe in that?” Feng Ling glanced at him. “Didn’t you say you made ten duplicates?”

Li Nanheng snorted. “You believed in the words I said when I was messing with you. Why won’t you trust everything else?”

“What else?”

“For example, I didn’t marry other women.”

Feng Ling immediately shifted her gaze away from his face. “It’s not about trusting you or not. This matter is unrelated to me.”

After speaking, she turned to leave. “It’s fine if you don’t have a spare key. The convenience store downstairs should have some simple medication. I go there often. The store owner knows me well. It should be fine if I ask to settle the bill another day.”

It wasn’t that expensive to buy some medication, yet she would rather smile at others politely to request a delayed bill than make any request to him. She refused to speak up even if it was just to borrow his wallet.

Li Nanheng watched her ruthless backview. As Feng Ling arrived by the doorway, he said: “My wallet is on the shelf right by the doorway. Take it.”

Feng Ling paused and turned to the shelf. Indeed, there was a black leather wallet there. She only hesitated for a second before she picked it up. She took two notes out of the wallet and left.

Although the weather outside was freezing cold, she would only have to take the elevator down. She could request the security officer to head to the convenience store to buy some medication. There was no need for her to head out on her own. Thus, this trip could still be considered a smooth one.

Feng Ling returned with the medication and saw that Li Nanheng did not close his apartment door. He had kept it ajar for her. She then glanced at her own tightly shut door. She wasn’t sure if he really had a spare key. If he didn’t, did that mean she would have to stay at his place for an entire night?

Furthermore, tomorrow was the weekend.

As Feng Ling watched the pitch-black sky outside, she sunk into helplessness…