Ye Zhen had always been on guard for Lu Beichuan’s instinctive behavior.

  For example, Lu Beichuan’s reply, “that I really want to kill him!”


  Sometimes, it was only a matter of a whim whether he would act on those destructive urges. The key point was whether he had the self-restraint to go against that.

  Ye Zhen stared at him.

  Fortunately, Lu Beichuan was only thinking about it this time.

  It was 10 PM when they got home, and the mansion had fallen quiet.

  Aunty Yue wasn’t asleep yet and was waiting for them in the living room. Seeing that they had returned home, she hastily approached them and asked if they wanted to eat dinner.

  Their nerves had been stretched taut this night, and Lu Beichuan and Ye Zhen hadn’t had a chance to eat yet. They really were hungry now, so they had Aunty Yue prepare something simple for dinner.

  Lu Beichuan hadn’t told anyone else about tonight’s matter. He didn’t want Mother Lu to worry, and he was also worried that leaking out this news might harm Ye Zhen.

  After dinner was served, Lu Beichuan quietly asked, “Are Mom and Zhouzhou asleep?” He looked towards the staircase.

  “Asleep.” Aunty Yue smiled as she ladled out a bowl of soup for Ye Zhen. “It’s just that Zhouzhou has been crying all day. He wouldn’t eat. But don’t worry, that’s normal for a baby that’s being weaned. It’ll feel fine after a few days.”


  Lu Beichuan nodded.

  “Ah! What’s wrong with Madam’s neck? Why is there a bruise?”


  There was a small bruise on the right side of Ye Zhen’s neck. It hadn’t been noticed during the examination and was covered by her coat. Now that Ye Zhen had taken off her coat, the bruise looked a bit nasty under the bright light.

  Ye Zhen casually smiled. “It’s nothing. I accidentally bumped into something. Aunty Yue, just bring me medicinal oil. I’ll apply it on the bruise.”


  “Okay, I’ll go get it.” Aunty Yue assented as she went upstairs.

  Lu Beichuan glanced at that dreadful bruise. His eyes sank. “What happened?”


  “It’s probably from when Ye Zhenting grabbed me and held me hostage.”


  When Lu Beichuan had entered the room, he had only seen Ye Zhenting approaching Ye Zhen with a knife. He hadn’t seen Ye Zhenting restraining Ye Zhen and keeping her as a buffer between him and the loan sharks.

  “He grabbed you?” The threatening aura around Lu Beichuan grew strong. “How?”


  Holding a spoonful of hot soup, Ye Zhen carefully below on it. She played down on the horrifying scene at the time. She briefly said, “It’s nothing. He just had a tight grip on my neck for a moment when he grabbed me.”


  Seeing that she didn’t want to talk about it, Lu Beichuan didn’t ask further questions. After the two finished dinner, they went upstairs. When Ye Zhen came out of the bathroom, Lu Beichuan was standing at the window and on the phone.

  The curtains were opened. Outside the window, there was darkness as far as the eye could see. This was a mansion community. It was vast and sparsely populated. There weren’t any lit lights. It was snugly enclosed in darkness without a trace of light.

  Ye Zhen sat down on the bed as she dried her hair. From time to time, she made out a few words that he was saying. Based on those few isolated phrases, she guessed that he was talking to the loan sharks.

  After she quietly waited for a while, Lu Beichuan ended the call.

  Ye Zhen asked, “How is it?”


  “The human testimony and material evidence is conclusive. Ye Zhenting definitely won’t be able to run away from this.”


  Ye Zhen didn’t have any positive feelings towards Ye Zhenting. Tonight’s kidnapping and extortion made her even more disgusted with him.

  Lu Beichuan picked up the medicinal oil that Aunty Yue had brought over. Sitting down in front of Ye Zhen, he looked at the small bruise on her neck as well as the wound on the other side. He furrowed his brow.

  Ye Zhen knew that he was about to apply the medicinal oil on her and quickly snatched the medicinal oil from him.

  “I’ll do it myself.” She got up to go to the bathroom to apply the medicine, but Lu Beichuan pulled her onto the bed. Not allowing her to explain, he pressed her down with his fingers.

  “I’ll do it.”


  He poured a little bit of the medicinal oil on his palm. After warming it up, he applied it on the bruise.