He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 143 - 143 137 Changling is Sixings senior sister a talented

Chapter 143: 137: Changling is Sixing’s senior sister, a talented young girl in the world of physics (second update) Chapter 143: 137: Changling is Sixing’s senior sister, a talented young girl in the world of physics (second update) “Mrs. Xiao Zhou?” Fu Ying looked at him, her eyes treating him as if he were a pile of garbage, “You think you’re worthy?”

Zhou Sheng’s face instantly changed color.

“Tough words, but don’t beg me later.”

He pulled out a syringe and a vial of medication from his pocket, and in front of Fu Ying, he drew the liquid from the vial into the syringe.

“Do you know what this is?” he advanced on Fu Ying with eager eyes, “Even if you’re ruined by them tonight, it will be because you overdosed.”

Fu Ying twisted the doorknob, finding it locked from the outside. The house was full of Zhou family members, and they were all tarred with the same brush; calling out for help would be futile.

In the instant before the needle could touch her skin, she moved behind Zhou Sheng. The drug made her movements slow, and she quickly scanned the room.

There was a cup on the table.

A cup could be a weapon, and with her last breath, she could slit Zhou Sheng’s throat.

Of course, she didn’t need to slit his throat.

“You don’t even know to close the window, fool.”

No sooner had she spoken than she stepped onto a chair and, before Zhou Sheng could reach out to grab her, mustered all her strength and leaped out the window with force.

This was the third floor.

Below the window of this room, less than a meter ahead, was a deep swimming pool. With a splash, the huge water disturbance caught the attention of everyone in the hall.

But no one approached.

It might have been half a minute before the person in the water finally surfaced, her disheveled hair covering half her face. She struggled to swim to the edge, her shoes gone, and she climbed out in a sorry state, brushing back her wet hair, glanced at the crowd, then turned away, barefoot and determined to leave.

Chen Baishi was stationed at the door, and seeing her come out drenched, he immediately approached her.

“Madam.”

She was nearly unable to stand and grabbed at Chen Baishi’s clothes. In this house, she trusted no one, including Chen Baishi, but he was her only option.

“Take me back to Yue Willow Residence.”

Chen Baishi asked nothing and simply picked up Fu Ying and got into the car.

The car sped away, all the windows down, but the wind that blew in still couldn’t keep Fu Ying awake; she had to cut her palm with the sharp edge of a bracelet.

A thousand ants gnawing at her heart, gradually destroying her will.

Chen Baishi didn’t wait outside; he followed her in, and Fu Ying couldn’t stop him, as she even had

Baishi reached out several times

yelled at

the kitchen, took out all the ice cubes from the freezer, and with the support of the wall, made it

her body felt like it was being roasted, and she desperately needed to cool

came over to stop her, “I’ll take

torment and her rationality

was still there, she

Baishi immediately turned

need to go to the hospital,”

the sound of water behind

off her blouse and lay down in the bathtub, the ice water opening all her pores at once,

not making a move to leave, just waiting there, muscles tense on his arms. The bathroom wasn’t small, but due to his stature, it felt cramped, and with his keen hearing, he could hear the water, he

Time passed like this.

“Madam.”

No response.

Ying lying motionless in the white bathtub, her

approached, knelt beside the tub, and cautiously checked her carotid pulse, it was

“Fu Mingyue.”

“Fu Mingyue.”

Fu Mingyue.

since anyone had

eyes and saw Chen Baishi’s face, “You’ve gotten a lot darker than

must go

covered Fu Ying with it, and lifted her out of the bathtub. Water dripped everywhere, soaking his

wrapped her tightly in the blanket,

“This is—”

he could finish, Fu Ying snatched the phone away, hung up, threw the phone onto the floor, and grabbed his hand. She looked at him with eyes

“Chen Baishi, help me.”

up. She felt cold all over, ants gnawing at her sanity, itchiness and discomfort everywhere. Her hair was still dripping, and she was only wearing her underwear; his coat had long since slipped off to

caught his eye was her

“Hold me.”

and

statue, not moving an

repeated those same two words:

Chen Baishi held her.

shirt. At first, he didn’t move, until her icy fingers touched his back. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Seconds

scratched his skin and trembled with her

“All right.”

as a

developed a fever. Chen Baishi found a private clinic, had the doctor come with medication, and

hadn’t woken up when Zhou Sheng’s call came