Chapter 40: Give Me A Bath!

  In the dead of night, Leng Xi wrapped herself in the soft, fluffy duvet on her bed. The soft Tempur-Pedic mattress bore her weight, slightly sinking down into a human-shaped arc, just like a warm sponge enveloping her entire body.

  A cold and solemn room. A modern design that permeates the entire space. A warm yellow crystal chandelier that dazzles the eyes. Warm light that exudes luxury everywhere. An atmosphere of nobility.

  Surrounded by such an environment, it should be very comfortable and warm, with a sense of security that allows one to fall asleep peacefully.

  Ke Leng Xi curled herself into a crescent shape, lying on her side with her head propped up by her hand, her eyes wide open, and from time to time, her deep breathing sounds came through, all indicating the repression in her heart, the confusion in her mind. Such quiet elegance, without any coldness, poured out an intangible loneliness, floating in the air, surrounding Ke Leng Xi.

  There are many things on my mind. No matter how comfortable the environment is. No matter how tired I am. The nerve in my brain is always tense. It's so tense that I can't fall asleep peacefully. Even if I try, I just can't sleep.

  "Why is it like this? The people in their circle, do they all have to use guns? Ling Han often appears in such a dangerous environment, isn't he afraid? What if he gets hurt? Ling Han also frequently inflicts cruel injuries on others. Seeing the glistening blood doesn't move him at all."

  At this thought, a formless fear and worry sprouted wildly in the depths of her heart. Suddenly, it leapt onto the tip of her cold creek-like heart. Forcing her to bite down on her own lip. Stopping her from muttering to herself. Those beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly together. Unable to be smoothed out no matter what.

  The shock she received at the Ling Tian Hotel was too great. Her heart couldn't calm down for a long time. The kind of shock and fear she experienced was something she had never gone through before. The terror of seeing guns, seeing Du Shaoxi shoot people without blinking an eye, even being pointed at by someone with a gun herself... all these scenes were still vivid in her mind, clearly replaying in her brain, eroding her calmness and tormenting her fear.

  Although she grew up alone since childhood, everything had to rely on herself, and life was not always calm. There were many times when she was worried and in trouble. But no matter what, that kind of life was also stable and peaceful existence, rather than being like now, startling and frightening to the point of having a life-threatening danger at any time.

  Is this kind of life acceptable to her? She has never been mentally prepared for it. Every day, she is worried and anxious, fearing that something bad will happen at any moment, fearing that Ling Han will get hurt. And what she fears most is seeing Ling Han getting hurt. Can she really bear living in such a state of constant anxiety and fear every day?

  She actually wants a very simple life, with the one she loves, living an ordinary and comfortable day, going to work and coming home every day, preparing hot breakfast and dinner for her loved ones, eating together, laughing together, occasionally getting a compliment from each other, and she can be happy to heaven.

  Every day, every day, say good morning and good night. Cherish each other and love each other. Ordinary happiness.

  Actually, such days are really simple and easy to achieve, but now it seems like a huge luxury.

  His prestige is so high, his reputation far and wide, known to all. How could he possibly lead a life as calm and peaceful as still water? How could others' eyes ever leave him?

  The only possibility is that she leaves Ling Han's life scope. This way, she will no longer have to be on tenterhooks and will never see those terrifying scenes again.

  There's a slight idea of retreating. Afraid that I won't be able to bear the burden of thoughts in such an environment. If depression becomes an illness and leads to death, it would be terrible.

  Little girl, always with little thoughts, little fears.

  In the face of a thrilling and unprecedented experience, everyone has moments of cowardice. Everyone has hesitant and entangled thoughts. Leng Xi is just an ordinary girl, and she also has times when she wants to retreat in fear.

  "But can I really let go of Ling Han? If I just leave him like this, isn't it too heartless? Besides, if I leave Ling Han, I'm afraid I won't be able to love anyone for the rest of my life." Leng Xi bit her pink lips, muttering to herself about the contradictions in her heart. As soon as she thought about leaving Ling Han, a strange and unbearable feeling rose up in her chest, weighing heavily on her until she felt suffocated.

  "Compared to this, leaving Ling Han would only make yourself more painful. How deep is your love for Ling Han? Don't you still understand it clearly? Bravely pursue your own love, no matter what difficulties you go through, you must persist. Isn't this the creed you've always adhered to? Now, just a small setback, and you're already defeated. Leng Xi, are you still yourself? Be brave and move forward. Since you love Ling Han, take up your strong determination. Yes, what's there to fear about this little thing? If Ling Han isn't afraid, what do you have to be afraid of?"

  Leng Xi took a deep breath, turned over, and lay flat on his back. His eyes were wide open, staring at the crystal chandelier, suddenly giving himself encouragement, courage, and determination. A small face was filled with firmness.

  "It's nothing. Pointing a gun at my head is no big deal." She couldn't help but feel a little frightened by her own words earlier. She stuck out her tongue and turned over, curling herself up again. Suddenly, she felt an invisible gust of wind blow in, making her skin feel cool. She shivered and rubbed her arms.

  She likes to talk to herself. Living alone since childhood. In the most desolate and helpless times. She always talks to herself. Only then will she feel that she is not alone. As if someone is accompanying her by her side. Can only let her spend one quiet night after another.

  "Where did Ling Han go? Is he fighting again? Why hasn't he come back yet?" She turned sideways to face the outside, her big black eyes staring tightly at the door, a seed of hope in her heart, waiting for the door to open, and her longing to see that figure grew stronger.

  It's settled then. She loves Ling Han deeply, so no matter what, she can't back down. Love requires courage. Finally understanding this, her mood also became much clearer. A spark of love had been lit in her heart, warming her entire chest. As soon as she thought of Ling Han, a small warmth filled her whole body, making her feel happy. Thinking about it, a faint smile involuntarily appeared on the corners of her mouth.

  A woman immersed in love will always hold onto beautiful illusions.

  "Kua" at this moment, the milky white door was suddenly pushed open. Leng Xi's nerves immediately tensed up and he sat up abruptly, looking expectantly at the doorway.

  Is Ling Han back? Ling Han is back.

  The door was thoroughly opened, and the tall and straight figure appeared in Leng Han's line of sight. Ling Han still wore a black tailored suit, with reasonable cutting and fitting design, showing off the noble air that came with his birth, and a hint of an inviolable king's aura.

  He strode in with long strides, his deep and narrow eyes were unfathomably profound at this moment, a layer of frost had formed on his handsome face, and an aura of sharpness emanated from him, giving off an intimidating atmosphere.

  Leng Xi's eyes sparkled slightly, those lively and energetic eyes rippled with a hint of fear. Ling Han looked like he wasn't doing too well. What was wrong with him?

  Is it during the day when others point a gun at him and make him lose face, so he feels uncomfortable in his heart.

  His face looked very uncomfortable. Fatigue was tinged with a layer of angry frost. Even faintly, as if there was also a subtle and imperceptible pain.

  It's heartbreaking to see Leng Xi like this.

  "Ling Han, are you tired? I'll go draw some water for you to take a bath..." She said considerately. Without delay, she put on her slippers and ran to the bathroom to start running the water.

  Ling Han didn't say a word, nor did he look at Leng Xi. He let her be busy with her own affairs. His handsome face was cold and tired, cold and suppressed. He walked steadily to the bedside, sat down, and lay himself on the bed. His arms were stretched out in a goose-like shape, as if his body was tense. As soon as he fell onto the bed, he relaxed, his fatigue and exhaustion melting away. It was just like an ordinary man who had worked hard all day and returned home, wanting to indulge in the warmth of his home with a bit of recklessness.

  Ke Ling Han is not an ordinary man. He doesn't have a spoiled factor. Even more, he won't act like a childish man who tries to please his woman and show off in front of her.

  He lay down because his thoughts were in disarray, wanting to find a comfortable place to sort out the tangled threads in his mind. His body was relaxed, as he felt that everything had become too absurd and ridiculous, turning a long-held grudge into a joke.

  The contents of his father's letter still lingered in his mind, every word piercing his nerves and making it hard for him to let go.

  Originally thought that many years ago, Father disregarding his feelings, treated him as a wild child and drove him away, was because of Cold Dragon's instigation, driving away the only bloodline of the Ling family, so that the Lingyun Group would have no heir, after Ling Yun Tian's death, Cold Dragon could unite with other shareholders to swallow up the Lingyun Group.

  Never thought possible. His father scolded him as a bastard and drove him away at all costs. All because of a woman.

  In the name of so-called love, he abandoned his wife and children, just to get a woman.

  How selfish. How ruthless. How ridiculous.

  "Ling Han, the water is ready. Go take a bath and relax your muscles, it'll feel better." Ling Creek stood beside Ling Han, her butterfly-like eyebrows fluttered with concern, speaking softly like an ordinary woman caring for her loved one.

  This is also the life scene she wants. No need for intense or stimulating. As long as it's ordinary and warm, that's enough.

  He rubbed his brow, and Ling Han stretched out a hand. His thick, magnetic voice was tinged with a layer of fatigue, but that innate aura of intimidation still flowed out easily. "Pull me up."

  Leng Xi was stunned for a moment, then reacted and reached out to hold his hand. His palm was very wide and had a cool temperature that spread from the center of his palm, making Leng Xi's heart skip a beat.

  He is such a strong-willed person. What thing is bothering him, making him look so powerless? Leng Xi looked at Ling Han's back, lost in thought.

  The footsteps moving forward suddenly stopped. Slightly tilted head. Mellow tone of voice. Tinged with a hint of coldness. "You are He Quan's daughter." Seemed to be questioning, but in fact, from that calm tone, it was a definite affirmation. Deep and profound eyes swept over a hint of chill.