Chapter 75

Qiao Chuchu snapped out of her daze and waved her hand obediently: "Goodbye!"

Wen Zhan let out a soft chuckle at the corner of his mouth, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment before he turned and left decisively.

The secretary quickly let go of Pei Youchuan and caught up with Weisheng Wenzhan.

Qiao Chuchu hurried over to Pei Youchuan's side: "Quick, let's get your wound bandaged, and you'll need a tetanus shot too."

Pei Youchuan's hand was still dripping with blood, and he ignored her, his gaze darkening as he stared at Weisheng Wenzhan's retreating back.

Wen Zhan suddenly turned his head to glance at him.

Pei Youchuan's face darkened, and he smoothly wrapped his arm around Qiao Chuchu's shoulders: "Ah, I feel dizzy."

Qiao Chuchu quickly supported him: "You're dizzy just from losing this much blood? You don't look like a weakling to me."

Pei Youchuan: "?"

He leaned down closer to her, unwilling to let it go and asked, "Weren't you very fond of me before? Every time I got hurt, you would bandage my wounds with a Band-Aid, blow on them, and even shed tears. Why are you so indifferent now that your brother is hurt like this?"

Weisheng Wenzhan raised an eyebrow, stepping into the transparent elevator, his gaze fixed on the two of them at the end of the corridor.

Qiao Chuchu frowned: "I've already told you that I'm different now. I was confused before, but I won't continue doing those immoral things anymore."

Pei Youchuan's face darkened, his tone turning cold: "Do you think it's immoral to bandage my wounds after I'm injured?"

She sighed: "No."

【The immorality lies in my true intentions behind the bandaging. Before, I did it with the task of seduction in mind, but now I don't need to seduce anyone.】

【Besides, we're already in the medical room. If you need someone to help bandage, just call them in. I can't be more professional than the medical staff.】

Pei Youchuan gazed at her.

A year ago, he had injured himself while playing sports. Qiao Chuchu sat across from him, holding his hand with her fair fingers.

She carefully disinfected his wound with tweezers: "Does it hurt?"

He remained silent, resistant.

Qiao Chuchu held his hand to her mouth, her watery eyes fixed on him, and gently blew on the wound.

The pain eased a bit.

She openly seduced him, her eyes sparkling with a dangerously flirtatious light, tears falling in big drops: "I'm sorry for you, Brother Three."

"Let me hold your hand until the bleeding stops."

That day, he didn't speak or refuse, just silently watched her until the wound finally stopped bleeding.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Pei Youchuan snapped back to the present, his breathing a bit rushed, his Adam's apple moving as he looked at Qiao Chuchu beside him.

Qiao Chuchu was barefaced, dressed for comfort in a large T-shirt and wide-legged pants, completely different from the exquisitely dressed woman of the past. Her expression as she supported him was as calm as if she were carrying a lifeless body.

His gaze was somewhat dazed, then suddenly alert, as he looked at the transparent elevator across the way.

Weisheng Wenzhan stood in the elevator, his gaze cold and sharp, filled with a dangerous edge.

Pei Youchuan suddenly smirked, leaned down, and swept Qiao Chuchu into the room.

Wen Zhan: "?"

The door of the health room slammed shut with a bang!

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The secretary also witnessed this scene and asked for instructions: "Mr. Wei?"

Weisheng Wenzhan was displeased: "Leave."

The secretary nodded and finally released the button holding the elevator door open.

The elevator slowly ascended.

The temperature in the medical room also suddenly rose.

Qiao Chuchu was pinned under Pei Youchuan, shocked and staring at him in astonishment.

Pei Youchuan repeated his old tricks, straddling her, using his blood-stained hand to sweep back his hair: "I didn't mean to, I just got too dizzy."

Qiao Chuchu: "……Then why don't you get off?"

【I think he's deliberate. How could he fall so smoothly onto the bed?】

【But he's usually so righteous, like a total jerk, so he probably wouldn't do something like this to me. He's probably not deliberate. I shouldn't think the worst of him.】

【After all, if he were interested in me, he would have been unable to resist when I was seducing him before.】

Qiao Chuchu snapped back to reality, glaring at him with disgust: "Why are you still not getting off?"

Pei Youchuan looked down at her with an air of righteousness: "I'm dizzy, I can't move."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

She grabbed his waist and threw him onto the bed: "Ha!"

Pei Youchuan: "?????"

Qiao Chuchu triumphantly shook her head: "Although I can't beat you, I can still sneak attack you. Feeling any dizzier now?"

Pei Youchuan raised an eyebrow, leaning comfortably against the bed, his fox-like eyes gleaming with cunning: "No dizziness, but with you leaning over me like this, I feel like you're trying to force me to submit again."

Qiao Chuchu was momentarily stunned, realizing she was in a position leaning over Pei Youchuan.

She quickly rolled off the bed, her entire body radiating repulsion and innocence: "Don't misunderstand me! I've already quit being a pervert, I have no feelings for you anymore. I'll wait for you outside while you get your shot!"

Pei Youchuan: "……"

Qiao Chuchu strode out quickly.

Pei Youchuan let out an annoyed soft click, placing his hand on the back of his head.

This is so annoying.

However...

Thinking of Weisheng Wenzhan's green face, he smirked triumphantly: "Forget it, since I've already won, I might as well get the shot!"

Qiao Chuchu fetched a doctor to treat Pei Youchuan's wound.

She went to the corridor to wait.

Her phone suddenly rang.

Weisheng Wenzhan: "There's a ball tonight on the rooftop. Would you be my dance partner?"

Qiao Chuchu: "……"

Even here, there's a ball to attend?

She politely declined: "I don't have an evening gown, let's skip it."

Weisheng Wenzhan: "I'll buy one for you."

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

She asked: "Do you know my size?"

Weisheng Wenzhan: "I will find out."

Qiao Chuchu: "?????????"

Weisheng Wenzhan: "There will be many of my acquaintances at tonight's banquet. Your brother injured my hand, and I really can't ask anyone else to dance with me. I don't want my partner to feel slighted. I think you'll understand."

Qiao Chuchu hesitated a bit.

Hmm...

She still didn't want to.

She wanted to keep her distance from Weisheng Wenzhan, but this issue was indeed Pei Youchuan's fault.

Family always has to cover for each other.

She hesitated: "I'll ask my brother, if he agrees, I'll go. I can't guarantee anything."

Weisheng Wenzhan was silent for a moment: "If your brother doesn't agree, that's fine. You can just accompany me for one dance. I hope your brother can forgive my rudeness."

Qiao Chuchu was alarmed: "No, no, absolutely not, my brother won't be angry. Your request is very normal, please don't think that way. It's him who was rude, causing you trouble."

Weisheng Wenzhan: "Your brother doesn't like me. I don't think he'll agree, even though he injured me."

"It's fine, I don't have to dance. Although this might make the host of the ball feel I'm not giving face."

Qiao Chuchu: "……"

She closed her eyes: "I agree."

Weisheng Wenzhan replied instantly: "Great, I'll be at your door at 7 PM sharp. The evening gown will be delivered to your room soon."

Qiao Chuchu: "……"

Why did she feel like this guy was slowly setting her up?

But one of life's biggest misconceptions is that he might like me.

She shouldn't be so self-absorbed.

"Qiao Chuchu?" A female voice called out beside her.

Qiao Chuchu looked up in surprise to see a girl in a fine suit standing in front of her, sizing her up with a smile: "It really is you. Why are you dressed like this here? I didn't recognize you at first."

Qiao Chuchu's good mood instantly plummeted.

The girl in front of her had a head of red-brown voluminous curls, her face glowing with the popular H Country standard watery glow, standing under the light like she was waxed, even a fly landing on her face could do figure skating.

This girl was Qiao Yue.

The daughter of her biological father's younger brother, also her cousin.

Qiao Yue now piled up her apple cheeks, staring at her wide-legged pants and loose large T-shirt outfit, smiling with hidden meaning.

Clearly, Qiao Yue thought her attire was sloppy and not as good-looking as her own, secretly enjoying the moment.