With a graceful motion, like a peerless ancient hero executing qinggong, he leaped and landed, standing perfectly straight by the poolside.
Huo Luan quickly handed him a bath towel.
He took the towel and wiped the water from his hair.
Wearing only swim trunks, his masculine physique was incredibly alluring.
Even Huo Luan couldn't help but glance at that area—the master's body was as if carved by a divine axe, flawless beyond words.
What woman wouldn't be captivated by such a figure?
Nangong Yehen lounged lazily on a beach chair, his demeanor elegant and dignified.
He looked languidly at the shimmering pool and curled his lips. "Go call Lingzhi."
Swimming was an enjoyable activity; he wanted to teach her how to swim.
"I'm afraid she's already gone out," Huo Luan said.
Nangong Yehen raised a thick, dark brow. "Is that woman that busy?"
"Her wellness company has many customers every day."
Nangong Yehen rubbed his temples. "Go call her over."
His instincts told him she was still in the villa.
"Alright." Huo Luan turned.
"If she's not in the living room, look in her room."
"Yes."
After Huo Luan left, Nangong Yehen imagined Chu Lingzhi flailing in the water like a drowning duck, and couldn't help but smirk.
Before five minutes had passed, Huo Luan rushed back in a panic, his face pale. "Master, something's wrong! Miss Chu is severely injured and unconscious!"
"What?!" Nangong Yehen shot to his feet, his eyes dark and murderous as he stared at Huo Luan. The air around him turned icy, radiating a deadly aura.
...
The top brain surgeon in T City arrived in a hurry to treat Chu Lingzhi's wounds.
The spot where she hit the wall was dented, the skin broken, and she had lost a lot of blood.
Fortunately, she was found in time; otherwise, excessive blood loss could have been life-threatening.
The impact was strong, causing a mild concussion.
With timely treatment, her injuries were no longer critical.
But Chu Lingzhi remained unconscious and wouldn't wake up for several hours.
Under Nangong Yehen's murderous gaze, the doctor reported on Chu Lingzhi's condition.
By the time he finished, sweat was beading on his forehead.
He feared that saying even half a wrong word would cost him his head.
"Stay here and check on her at any time," Nangong Yehen said coldly, staring at him.
The doctor's legs went weak at the command, nearly dropping to his knees.
"Alright... alright..." How could he dare to refuse?
Huo Luan gestured, and a bodyguard stepped forward to escort the doctor away to arrange a room for him.
After the doctor left, Huo Luan made another gesture.
A bodyguard brought a maid forward.
The maid fell to her knees with a thud before Nangong Yehen.
Nangong Yehen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, exuding a suffocating murderous aura that spread through the living room.
"It was Lin Ling, Master Nangong, Lin Ling did it!"
The maid trembled in fear, glancing at Nangong Yehen once before daring not to look up again.
Even on a normal day, Nangong Yehen was terrifying enough; now, he was even more so.
Like a vengeful spirit just emerged from hell, ready to claim lives at any moment.
Nangong Yehen pressed his lips together and stared coldly at the maid. "How do you know she did it?"
The maid stammered, "I was cleaning the stairs and saw her coming down from your floor. She said Miss Chu was unwell and sleeping, and told me not to disturb her..."
Nangong Yehen waved his hand. "Take her away!"