"Yes, the child is already five years old."
"Bring him to see me sometime."
Bring him to see him?
She didn't want to stay here for even a minute now, let alone be anywhere near him.
Still, she was somewhat looking forward to seeing Chu Junyu's reaction when he met Nangong Yehen.
That kid was always paying attention to him, treating him like an idol.
"I'm injured. You need to treat me." Nangong Yehen's gaze deepened as he looked at her.
"Fine." Chu Lingzhi agreed readily.
She had stabbed his eyes, and since he'd paid her, treating him was only natural.
Even though he was powerful and the menace radiating from him was terrifying.
At least he wasn't going to kill her. He'd hired her to treat his injuries and had paid for it.
"Take off the glasses." Chu Lingzhi pulled a jar of ointment from her medical kit—a fast-acting remedy for eye injuries with protective benefits.
If she applied it around his eyes now, the pain would be completely gone in three hours.
"It's not my eyes."
"...Then where?"
Seeing her puzzled expression, Nangong Yehen curled his lips playfully. "Think carefully. Besides my eyes, where else did you hit me?"
Where else?
Her gaze involuntarily drifted toward his precious area. What else could there be besides that?
"Injured?" Startled, Chu Lingzhi looked at Nangong Yehen in surprise.
She had controlled her strength well. How could it be injured?
"Injured or not, a check will tell." Nangong Yehen slowly removed his sunglasses.
Chu Lingzhi stared at his eyes, her beautiful eyes widening with even more astonishment. How were his eyes fine?
She had stabbed hard—really hard. If his eyes were unharmed despite that, then her hit to his other area, which wasn't as forceful, probably wouldn't have caused damage either.
"Master Nangong, I don't think that's necessary," Chu Lingzhi said with an embarrassed smile.
"Why not? Afraid to check?"
"A little," she admitted honestly, her cheeks flushing slightly.
He caught the hint of shyness on her face, a faint smile surfacing in his eyes. "A mother of a five-year-old, and you're still shy about looking at a man down there?"
"...It's not that she was afraid to look at a man there, but rather afraid that if an issue was actually found, he'd kill her.
That was a man's treasure. If she had really crippled him, would he let her off?
Chu Lingzhi pondered, mulling it over in her mind. If something was truly wrong with him down there, given his power and status, would he still be so polite to her?
She would have been dead long ago, wouldn't she?
With that thought, Chu Lingzhi's nerves settled considerably.
She looked at Nangong Yehen. "Master Nangong, have you actually tried to see if you're really injured?"
Or was he just messing with her?
Hearing this, Nangong Yehen's eyes deepened, and he curled his lips into a wicked smile. "How would I try?"
How else? Find a woman to test it out.
"How about you test it for me right now?"
"Huh?" Chu Lingzhi stared at him in shock, then felt her wrist tighten. Before she knew it, she had tumbled into his firm, muscular embrace.
Damn it, her chin hit his sternum—it hurt.
"Let's test it now, shall we?" Nangong Yehen flipped over, pinning her firmly beneath him.
"Get up first, then we'll talk!" Chu Lingzhi pushed against his chest, struggling hard.
But only for a moment. The next second, she froze, staring blankly into the man's deep, dark eyes.
This feeling—it was so familiar...
Had something like this happened to her before? Was that why she had Chu Junyu?
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing her lost in thought while staring at him, Nangong Yehen pinched her chin with a cold smirk.