Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself
Chapter 208 - 221: Severe Test
CHAPTER 208: CHAPTER 221: SEVERE TEST
"I, Liu Songyuan, thank Manager Shen for today’s matter. If I survive this disaster, I will personally visit to express my gratitude another day." After saying this, Liu Songyuan turned and walked towards the elevator, his hurried figure as if being chased by a fierce ghost, cursing the An Family in his heart.
After sending Liu Songyuan away, Shen Jianxiong personally ran to the hotel entrance. Checking the time, he thought, that master should be arriving soon.
Sure enough, just as he reached the entrance, there was a roaring sound from the hotel rooftop. A agile figure climbed down the helicopter’s soft ladder and leaped down when there were still three or four meters from the ground, landing steadily.
Seeing the man in black trench coat, emanating an aura of iron-blooded ferocity, just one glance in this direction sent a wave of oppression. Shen Jianxiong secretly wiped his sweat with his sleeve, thinking, the Prince of the Imperial City indeed lives up to his reputation.
Twenty minutes ago, he had received a call saying that the woman of Young Master Mu from the Imperial City was staying in his hotel, and she might have been set up. He was ordered to ensure her safety at all costs.
Having run the hotel for many years, he had seen such situations more than once. But to manage to entice Young Master Mu’s woman to the hotel, who had the guts to do that? More importantly, if someone wants to court death, it’s fine, just don’t drag him into it.
Shen Jianxiong couldn’t afford to think about anything else, leading to the hurried scene earlier.
"Instructor Mu."
Xiao Xiao had already recognized the person and ran over.
Mu Xingfeng nodded at her, striding towards the hotel interior. Shen Jianxiong went to greet him and was about to speak when a gaze as sharp as a blade swept over, followed by a bone-chilling voice: "Where is she?"
Shen Jianxiong dared not delay and hurriedly led him to room 808, "Young Master Mu, the person is inside. Please rest assured, apart from the lady, no one else has entered."
Mu Xingfeng pushed open the door and walked in, pausing at the bedroom door of the suite.
The girl inside, upon hearing the noise, tried hard to curl up but lacked any strength. Her jade-like toes curled tightly in extreme fear.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, she opened her confused eyes, filled with endless fear. A hoarse voice broke through her throat, barely whispering: "Don’t... don’t come over."
The girl’s trembling voice was like a bucket of icy water poured over Mu Xingfeng’s head, making the air around him colder.
His girl, why did she have to endure such treatment? Was it just because she was an adopted daughter? Since when did his woman, Mu Xingfeng’s woman, fall into such a place of being toyed with?
"An Ran, don’t be afraid, it’s me." Mu Xingfeng coaxed softly, stepping forward one step at a time.
"Don’t come over...no..." The girl still softly mumbled, tears rolling down her cheeks, her eyes blurred by the drugs.
"An Ran, it’s me, Mu Xingfeng." Mu Xingfeng came to the bedside, holding her shoulders, making the girl see him clearly.
Sure enough, the girl’s watery eyes blinked, focusing.
"An Ran, it really is me, touch and see, I am indeed Mu Xingfeng."
Mu Xingfeng took An Ran’s small hand, placing it on his cheek.
The girl looked at the man before her with confused eyes. Instantly, her eyes were filled with tears again, rolling down like broken beads: "Instructor Mu~"
"It’s me." Mu Xingfeng nodded seriously, reaching out to wipe her tears, his deep eyes full of heartache.
"Instructor Mu," suddenly, the girl wrapped her arms around Mu Xingfeng’s neck, burying her head in his chest, crying with endless grievance.
Watching the crying girl in his arms, Mu Xingfeng’s aura grew colder but he gently coaxed her: "There, there, don’t be afraid. It’s alright, it’s alright."
An Ran nestled in Mu Xingfeng’s embrace, hearing his strong and steady heartbeat, each beat knocking on her heart. His broad hand on her shoulder, patting rhythmically in tune with his heart, inexplicably settled her heart.
After extreme fear, An Ran’s relaxing nerves made her gradually drowsy again.
"Instructor Mu~"
"Good girl, I’ll take you to the hospital."
Mu Xingfeng grabbed the trench coat beside him, wrapping An Ran in it, lifting her up by the waist.
Outside room 808, Xiao Xiao smiled slyly after seeing Mu Xingfeng go in and then took her leave.
With Instructor Mu present, An Ran’s safety was assured, and his appearance was perfectly timed.
Xiao Xiao thought she could call herself the ultimate wingman.
Chen Yankun knew Xiao Xiao was the girl who informed Mu Xingfeng and ordered Shen Jianxiong to send her back home. Shen Jianxiong, like receiving a great pardon, personally had Xiao Xiao escorted away.
Seeing everyone had left, Chen Yankun leaned against the wall, a hint of playfulness in his eyes as he stared at the door. Should he ask Shen Jianxiong to book him a room for sleep?