Deeply in Love: The Two-Faced CEO is Too Clingy

Chapter 272 Insisting on helping her apply the medicine

Chapter 272 Insisting on Applying Medicine for Her

He actually shielded her from a bullet!

how come?

Isn't Mu Xuan the person in his heart?

She misunderstood him.

"Acheng..." Zhang Qi'er cried out in anguish after regaining her footing.

The man with the buzz cut didn't expect A-Cheng to take a bullet for Zhang Qi'er. After a moment of stunned silence, he moved the gun towards Zhang Qi'er. His mission was to kill her.

Before he could pull the trigger again, A-Cheng, enduring the pain, lunged at him, grabbed his wrist holding the gun, and began to wrestle with him.

The two were rolling around and fighting in the road.

Zhang Qier clutched her shoulder with one hand and wiped away tears with the other, stumbling as she tried to go and help. However, because the road was downhill, the two people who were wrestling rolled very fast and were even somewhat out of control, and Zhang Qier couldn't catch up with them for a while.

Suddenly, another gunshot rang out, and the two men who had just rolled onto the flat ground stopped moving.

Acheng lay on his back on the ground with his eyes closed, while the man with the buzz cut lay on his back beside him with his eyes open. Both of them were covered in blood.

"Ah Cheng..."

Seeing Acheng with his eyes closed, Zhang Qier's legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground. Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam, and she lowered her head, crying her heart out.

She ruined him, she ruined him...

Zhang Qier, why don't you believe him? Why?

She was in pain, she regretted, she hated herself for not believing him.

"Ah Cheng..."

Zhang Qi'er cried and called out A-Cheng's name, each cry heartbreaking.

After a short while, Acheng slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the woman who was slumped on the slope not far away, crying loudly, and his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Just then, Zhang Qi'er raised her eyes and saw A-Cheng staring at her with his eyes open. Her crying stopped instantly, and she blinked her teary eyes at him.

Seeing her dazed look, Acheng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and reveal a smile: "What are you standing there for? Come and help me up."

"Acheng, Acheng..."

Zhang Qier was filled with excitement. She immediately got up from the ground, ran over, squatted down and helped Acheng sit up. Then she hugged him and started wailing again.

Acheng had wounds on his body, and when she pressed on him like that, his face instantly contorted in pain, and he couldn't help but groan.

"Acheng, how are you feeling?" Hearing the muffled groan, Zhang Qier remembered that he was injured and quickly let go of him.

Acheng forced a smile through his pain and said to her, "I can still hold on."

After Ah Cheng finished speaking to Zhang Qi'er, he turned his face and shifted his gaze to the man with the buzz cut, who had been shot in the chest.

During the scuffle, the man with the buzz cut tried to shoot Acheng, but Acheng managed to turn the gun away in time.

The man with the buzz cut had stopped breathing, but his eyes were still open. Ah Cheng sighed and reached out to close his eyes.

"Qi'er, this person is very likely a member of Black Wind. Let's call the police."

"Okay." Zhang Qi'er nodded and reached for her phone to call the police.

Acheng was shot in the left shoulder. After returning to Xingye Pavilion, Zhang Qier took care of him without leaving his side.

"Qi'er, I really don't have those feelings for Mu Xuan anymore. I only hugged her that day because she twisted her ankle and couldn't walk."

Acheng sat back on the bed, eating the food Zhang Qier fed him as he spoke.

Zhang Qi'er's eyes reddened, filled with guilt and regret: "I believe you, A-Cheng, I will never doubt you again."

She no longer doubted him.

There are good men in this world, and her Acheng is one of them.

"From now on, don't contact Black Wind anymore. Also, throw away your phone, and I'll have someone make you a new one."

"Okay, I'll go throw my phone away in a bit and never contact Black Wind again."

She was so stupid; she didn't even consider that Hei Feng might already know about her betrayal. If it weren't for A-Cheng, she'd probably be...

"Acheng, once you've recovered, I'll tell you everything I know about Black Wind."

Some time ago, the people from Starry Night Pavilion had been investigating Black Wind. She knew they wanted to eliminate the Black Wind assassin organization, and she would lend them a hand.

She will repay them a hundredfold for the wounds on her man's body.

Mu Xuan's face was swollen like a pig's head. After Grandpa Mu returned to M City, she stayed in her room and even had her dinner served to her by the maid.

Although Yan Ye beat her face until it looked like a pig's head, she didn't harbor any resentment towards Yan Ye. She hated Yue Yirou. If it weren't for Yue Yirou, Yan Ye wouldn't have hit her.

Her face was painful and swollen, making it difficult for her to open her mouth to eat.

It hurt, but she had to eat; she wanted revenge.

That day, there were only three people dining in the restaurant downstairs.

After sensing that something was wrong, Xue Tao sped up his eating and has now put down his chopsticks and hidden in a corner.

Yue Yirou's face was also a little sore, but not to the point where she couldn't open her mouth to eat.

However, someone felt that she was in a lot of pain.

Yue Yirou was holding a bowl and chopsticks, while someone else was holding a bottle of ointment.

Yue Yirou ate her food in silence, while someone else, without even touching their chopsticks, stared intently at her.

"Yue Yirou, do you know that your face is swollen like a pig's head?" Yan Ye said with a dark face.

It's so swollen, yet you still refuse to apply ointment or take medicine. Do you think he doesn't care enough about you?

"It's not that serious. Hurry up and eat, or the food will get cold."

It was one thing to not know I was pregnant before, but now that I know, how can I just apply or take any medication without knowing?

Besides, he was determined to abort her child, so who knows if he would tamper with the medicine?

She refused anything that came into his hands, whether it was food, drink, or cleaning.

"I feel sorry for you, Yi Rou. Please apply some medicine, okay?" Yan Ye changed his tone and looked at her with a pleading expression.

No, whether he begged or yelled, she wouldn't wipe the bottle of medicine off his hand.

"I'm full, Yan Ye. You can continue eating. I'm going back to my room now."

Yue Yirou put down her chopsticks and tried to stand up, but as soon as she left her seat, a domineering man pulled her onto his lap.

"Yan Ye, let me go! My face isn't as bad as you say." She raised her hand to push against his chest.

"You still need to apply ointment."

Yan Ye wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tightly in his embrace, and then twisted the cap of the ointment.

"No, Yan Ye, I don't want to apply the ointment, I don't want to."

Seeing that he was about to twist open the ointment, Yue Yirou quickly reached out to push his hand away, stopping him from opening the cap.

But with her limited strength, how could she possibly stop it?

She couldn't even budge Yan Ye's hand, and could only watch helplessly as Yan Ye calmly twisted open the cap and squeezed out the ointment.

She had no choice but to cover the side of her face that Mu Xuan had hit with her hand to prevent him from applying the ointment.

However, her trick was useless. Yan Ye simply grabbed her wrist, gently pulled her hands off, and pressed them under his arm.

Seeing that Yan Ye was about to apply the ointment to her face, Yue Yirou quickly buried her face in his chest.