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Kapitel 39: How Can You Be a Husband?

Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation

The leader's eyes were vicious. He did away with his teasing. "I'm afraid it's not up to you whether you want to go or not."

The three of them signaled to each other with their eyes and immediately surrounded Cen Shuang. She was so thin and small that they thought they could easily overpower her. Any one of them could deal with this girl. One of them had the courage to take the lead and attack Cen Shuang. He aimed at her chest. Cen Shuang's eyes turned cold. She bent down, turned around, and kicked the man's leg. She raised her hand and placed it on the man's forearm. She pressed hard, channeling strength into her fingertips. With a cracking sound, the man crumpled to the ground and rolled around, howling in pain. The two men who had yet to get close to her stared blankly at Cen Shuang with obvious astonishment on their faces.

"I'm afraid that your employer gave you incomplete information. You'll only be able to convince me to move if you pick me up in a limousine and roll out a red carpet. The three of you... aren't good enough."

This girl was so arrogant!

"This girl has skills." The man on the ground clutched his broken arm and struggled to get up. However, as soon as he got up, he fell to the ground again. Only then did he realize that his leg was also broken. She had moved so fast. He did not even have a chance to react before Cen Shuang broke his arm and leg. The two of them immediately became more vigilant. No wonder this girl did not panic when she saw them. She was simply a martial artist.

"Brother, grab the things." They produced a wooden stick and a short knife. The leader said, "I originally didn't want to hurt you. Why don't you be a good girl and get in the car quietly? You don't want to get in the way of this knife."

That was when she sneezed and tears welled up in her eyes. Her beautiful tired eyes should have ensued guilt but right now, they were utterly cold. "What are you talking about? I don't want to go with you. Hurry up. Let's finish this. I want to go home and sleep."

The two men pounced on her. Cen Shuang dodged the knife and was hit in the back. She was slow. Would she have been at a disadvantage with these men if she had not caught a cold? Cen Shuang took off her high heels and hit the man's knuckles with the slender heels. She immediately broke his other arm. The other man did not dare to take another step forward. Was she really a woman? Cen Shuang was scarier than a hag. She broke both of their arms with just one move. The three of them ran away. Cen Shuang touched her forehead and said helplessly, "Can't you move the stone first?"

Li Jun, who had rushed over from not far away, was shocked by the beautiful woman's merciless actions. She had acted before he had even arrived on scene.

It was already dark when Cen Shuang arrived at the Zhuang residence. Lan Yibai was sitting on the sofa in the living room. When she saw her come in, she came over immediately. "Why are you back so late?"

"The way home was blocked by a rock. I had someone clean it up," Cen Shuang replied nonchalantly. Lan Yibai then heaved a sigh of relief. After giving her a few reminders, she let Cen Shuang return to her room. The crystal lamp lit up every corner of the room. Zhuang Hong, who was lying on the bed, was breathing evenly. Cen Shuang sat beside him. She snorted coldly and took off her clothes. There was a bright red line of blood on her slender back. It was a shocking sight. Cen Shuang carefully took off her clothes. The back of her shirt was glued to her back and she felt a sharp pain when she tried to pull it off.

Cen Shuang could not help but suck in a sharp breath. The pain in her back was becoming more and more noticeable. Although those people did not have any skills, they still had immense strength. It was fortunate that the stick had hit her back. If it was her arm that had been hit, she would be the one with the broken arm. Cen Shuang pulled off her shirt and whimpered. She took out the medicine box and carefully stretched out her arm. "What if I can't reach it..."

Cen Shuang tried to raise her arm, but gave up when she could not reach. She threw the cotton swab with medicine into the trash can. She did not care that her upper body was still naked. She grabbed Zhuang Hong's hand and said aggrievedly, "Zhuang Hong, I'm in so much pain. I'm injured and beaten up. I've taken care of you for so long, yet you don't even open your eyes to comfort me."

As she looked at the man on the bed, she felt even more wronged. Her wound began to hurt even more. She was afraid that Cen Zhu would be worried, and she did not want Lan Yibai to know about it. She did not even dare to let the maid know about it. She could not tell anyone who was close to her. Now, she could not even apply the medicine on the wound. She sniffed, feeling aggrieved. The wound on her back hurt even more than all the wounds she had sustained from practicing martial arts. "Zhuang Hong, I feel so uncomfortable. How can you be a husband? You're not qualified at all."

Knowing that the person on the bed would not respond to her, she gently pulled the blanket over her body. The blanket touched the wound, and another wave of burning pain came. "Do you think they'll be curious if I go out and get someone to apply the medicine for me now?"

How could a girl get beaten up like this? The Cen family was bankrupt, and her days in the Zhuang family were spent walking on thin ice. Zhuang Hong was lying in bed, and she kept getting into trouble.


Kapitel 40: Your Eyes Are So Beautiful, Like the Stars in the Sky

Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation

It was very likely that they would accuse her of being promiscuous. After all, she was such a beautiful woman. She sighed. She really did not know why she had to protect Zhuang Hong's reputation, and why she let herself suffer so much.

"I wonder who hired those b*stards. When I catch him, I'll definitely break his limbs," Cen Shuang mumbled. She was naked, and she was lying on the bed without the slightest hesitation. She was not worried that the man beside her would wake up and see her. Anyway, there was no way that he would wake up at such a perfect time. She was still naked, and still trying to force herself to treat her wound.

Cen Shuang sighed and gave up struggling. She could only hug Zhuang Hong and whisper in his ear, "You're not helping me. You're a bad person. Now anyone can bully me. I don't even know who did this to me. Zhuang Hong, you're so old now. Don't you feel embarrassed that I have to take care of you? I'm sleepy. I still feel really uncomfortable and I'm sick, but why do I want to cry so much?"

Her voice became softer and softer as her quiet sobs broke free from her chest. She did not want him to know how hard she was crying, even if he was fully unconscious. Cen Shuang had been so proud in the past, but she was helpless now. She was afraid of being bullied and she was afraid that people were scheming against her. She was even more afraid that one day, she would not be able to protect herself.

"Zhuang Hong, I'm afraid. Can you wake up? If you wake up, you can hold my hand. I'll finally have someone who will protect me. Mom said that you would protect us. If you wake up, people will stop hurting me. If you wake up, I won't have to be afraid of bullies. Zhuang Hong, can you wake up?"

The night was beautiful, and the moon was very bright. The gentle moonlight shone through the window and fell on the girl's bright red exposed back. Her head was very heavy, and she felt like her bones were broken too. She did not move at all. She kept muttering Zhuang Hong's name, and she felt the cool breeze hit her back. It was very comfortable, and instantly dispelled the excruciating pain. Cen Shuang struggled to open her eyes. She squinted and saw a dark silhouette.

This silhouette was so tall, and it seemed so familiar to her. The figure approached her, and his well-defined face came into view. He looked worried. She felt a slightly warm sensation on her back. It was his fingertip rubbing medicine over her wound.

"Zhuang Hong, you're awake!" She lay on the bed, looking like an injured kitten. Her voice was weak.

The man on the bed was stunned. His fingers paused for a moment, and in the end, he responded faintly, "Yes."

Cen Shuang smiled. Her smile was beautiful and heartbreaking, and she said in a daze, "How? Why are you awake? I must be dreaming. At least I get to see you in my dreams. Zhuang Hong, your eyes are so beautiful, like the stars in the sky, just as beautiful as I thought."

The man on the bed finally sat up. He looked at the girl in front of him who was still half conscious. She was clearly having a fever, but she was still mumbling nonsense. So it turned out that this was the woman who nagged in his ear every day. This was what the cruel woman looked like. However, his gaze drifted to her back. The vivid blood-red stains there made a flash of ruthlessness ripple across his eyes. He knew her from all the things he had heard while he was unconscious. This girl was crafty, often misunderstood, and now she was curled up beside him like an injured cat.

"Aren't you usually quite strong? Why are you injured?" Zhuang Hong's voice echoed in the quiet room. His voice sounded like a gentle cello, steady but trembling just slightly. This was... the first time he had spoken to her.

Cen Shuang was burning up. She was definitely asleep, but she could hear the voice of the man beside her. "Zhuang Hong, avenge me."

He had been lying in bed for half a year. Where did she get the courage to think that he should avenge her? Zhuang Hong chuckled and looked at the woman who was breathing lightly on the bed. "Yes, I'll avenge you."

He thought that she was asleep, but she still replied, "Okay."

Zhuang Hong looked at her back which was now coated in medicine. Then, he pulled the blanket over to cover her gently. On the big bed, the man leaned against the headboard. After lying on the bed for half a year, he had long lost all his strength. His gaze swept across the room, and when he looked at the face of the woman beside him, his gaze became tender. Was this still his room? The originally cold colors were now replaced by more fiery ones, thanks to her. There were beautiful lilies blooming in the room. With one look, one could tell that the room was carefully cleaned every day. The originally black curtains were now replaced with white curtains. It was clearly still his original room, and his things did not seem to have been touched. However, because of the girl beside him, he was different. She still held tight to one of his arms, and the silk sleeves of his expensive pajamas were stained with her saliva.


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