Chapter 1335 - 1332: He Really Can’t Have His Limb Amputated

Chapter 1335: Chapter 1332: He Really Can’t Have His Limb Amputated

Qiao Junlie looked at her, initially intending to get a little close to her, loosen up a bit. But now all was ruined, the enthusiasm he had just raised was mercilessly suppressed by her, his heart felt quite unpleasant, like a deflated basketball, completely drained. The space between these two made him feel stifled.

"Uh... Since you’re fine now, I’ll leave first. I have things to attend to." Qiao Junlie said blandly, ready to leave.

This won’t do! Zi Ruoxi’s heart was anxious. She abruptly stepped forward, blocked his path. Suddenly, she knelt down in front of him with a thud.

"Young Master, I... I beg you, save Brother Qiao Muyun, save him, please, he really can’t have his limb amputated. Really, he can’t..." Zi Ruoxi’s voice carried some plaintiveness as she said sentence by sentence, looking up at his eyes, which suddenly turned red.

Qiao Junlie looked at her incredulously. Just moments ago, she was sweetly smiling in her sleep, and now suddenly tears were streaming down her face in grievance. It seems this woman’s change is truly unpredictable.

"Get up and talk." Qiao Junlie said, grabbing her arm to help her up, but who knew this woman wouldn’t listen. His handsomely featured face frowned.

"No, if you don’t agree, Zi Ruoxi won’t get up." Zi Ruoxi pleaded, continuously watching his face. Why, this was his brother, how could he bear to see him become disabled? Her beautiful eyes instantly filled with tears, still imploring.

"Young Master, I know, Brother Qiao Muyun normally keeps a distance from you, but actually he really loves you... He has mentioned to me more than once, he actually really wants to call you brother... It’s just, he’s very insecure, his family and background, you know all about this... Because of many concerns, he’s afraid you won’t accept him, so he doesn’t dare express it in front of you, always hiding behind coldness. But please believe..."

At this point, Zi Ruoxi suddenly couldn’t continue speaking. Because Qiao Junlie’s deep blue eyes seemed to see right through her, piercing with limitless magic and shadows. She didn’t know how to continue weaving this story.

"Continue... I have to say, Ruoxi, your story was so moving, I almost got touched. I suddenly thought that besides designing, you could try being a screenwriter. Maybe you could create an earth-shattering masterpiece!" Qiao Junlie sneered, raising his handsome eyebrows. Lies or truth, what words could deceive him, really. To lie in front of him can only be described as foolish, and very foolish. What kind of person is he? What a joke.

Zi Ruoxi bit her lip, her expression darkened, realizing saying all this was useless. But she stubbornly continued to look into his eyes, without blinking, why would Brother Qiao Muyun have such a heartless brother... She wanted to see what his heart was made of. It seemed challenging yet rebellious, completely fearless as she gazed into those deep, unfathomable blue eyes.

Still, she remained kneeling.

Qiao Junlie calmly maintained eye contact with her, moments later, he looked away from her eyes harboring hatred and glanced elsewhere, feeling somewhat disappointed.

"In your heart, am I really such a ruthless and heartless person?" Qiao Junlie asked faintly. His voice suddenly seemed ethereal, somewhat sorrowful.

Zi Ruoxi hadn’t expected him to say these words and paused.

"No." Zi Ruoxi denied instinctively. Yet subconsciously, her slender hands tightly clenched into fists, honestly speaking, if possible, she had the urge to punch him.

Qiao Junlie looked at the woman still kneeling before him, not knowing why, he was never comfortable speaking to her from a superior demeanor, that would make them seem distant. Once again, he extended his hands to her arms; this time Zi Ruoxi did not resist but obediently stood up.

Qiao Junlie gently pulled her body close, swept a hand across her face. Gazed at the dark circles under her eyes, weary despite makeup’s attempt to cover.

"Ruoxi, you’re very tired, aren’t you? You stayed up all night yesterday, it was tough! Head back and get some rest soon!" Qiao Junlie said softly.

"No, I’m not tired, but Brother Qiao Muyun..." Zi Ruoxi was about to say something when she felt Qiao Junlie’s hand, caressing her face, suddenly exert force, roughly tilting her chin, making her face him directly.

Seeing her somewhat bewildered eyes, Qiao Junlie realized something, his fingers gradually softened.

"...Sorry, did I hurt you?" Qiao Junlie’s very soft voice carried a strange tone, for some reason, the name "Brother Qiao Muyun" seemed to prick his nerves, he wanted to lash out, to vent, yet had to restrain, continuously suppressing this inner demon’s fire. Sometimes he didn’t know which was his real self, how tirelessly he worked to balance these aspects.

"No." Zi Ruoxi answered cautiously. Looking at Qiao Junlie’s face, what a handsome and beautiful face it was, truly an angelic face, so unreal, completely different from Brother Qiao Muyun’s. Instantly, her mind filled with that occasionally smiling, occasionally stern face, so kind, so warm, that was the genuine existence!

Seeing Zi Ruoxi looking at him, lost in thought, made Qiao Junlie very displeased. He couldn’t help suddenly lowering his head, moving his face closer, dominantly and assertively claiming her luscious red lips, announcing possession, his aggressive tongue invading her mouth. Zi Ruoxi’s eyes widened, her face against his skin, the brazen movements within her mouth, she felt a bit dizzy, she hadn’t figured out what was happening—what was he doing?

Suddenly aware of the embarrassment, instinctively she pushed against him with all her might.

Before she could continue struggling, Qiao Junlie abruptly let her go. He held her shoulders firmly, staring at her still, a predator’s ruthless dangerous gaze mixed with a hint of pain, leaving this predator reluctant to harm the prey before him.

Realizing something now, Zi Ruoxi’s face turned stark pale, feeling tense inside, somewhat fearful, instinctively she knew she should leave now.

Unexpectedly, things went wrong, and instead turned into this?

"Sorry, I think I’ve come to the wrong place... So, I’ll excuse myself first." Zi Ruoxi said quietly, then pried open his arm, Qiao Junlie didn’t insist, releasing his hand. His eyes revealed a trace of dimness.