Chapter 53: Gangland Grudges Part 8

  As the last piece of fabric was torn away, Su Luo's perfect figure was completely exposed to the air, and her desperate struggles only excited Lin Jingwen even more.

  Ordinary elegant and refined people have become like mad beasts, howling and almost gnawing at the bodies of those who entice them.

  This high-and-mighty woman!

  The daughter of the man who brought ruin to his own family!

  This is the man who can't even lift his head and endure the infamy of being a male mistress!

  This shameless woman is seducing him!

  He wants to tear her apart, to utterly tear her apart!!!

  The thrill of revenge drove him crazy, he roughly spread apart those two straight and slender legs, with almost no hesitation, thrust forward fiercely, then let out a satisfied sigh.

  At the same time, Su Luo also let out a muffled groan due to the pain.

  But Lin Jingwen was deaf to it, his eyes, filled with bloodshot, were wide open and heaving violently, colliding without a hint of warmth or tenderness, only endless plunder and conquest.

  Su Luo gradually lost consciousness until she fainted.

  It was unknown how long it took for everything to calm down. At this time, the sky had already brightened up, and the morning light shone through the curtains into the room, bringing a sense of serenity.

  Lin Jingwen got up and walked towards the bathroom, trying his best to avoid looking at Su Luo. His rationality had fully recovered, and he couldn't help but feel that this matter was shrouded in mystery.

  Standing under the shower, letting cold water wash over my body, I gradually clear my mind and slowly recall every detail of the night, trying to find any clues.

  Originally thought Su Luo was helping to liven things up by giving the two of them medicine, because her body was as hot as his, and she was teasing him in every way during their drinking game, which made him disgusted.

  At first, he thought he could hold back, but later found that it was impossible, so he followed his bodily instincts. What's strange is that Su Luo's reaction seemed to be clearly unwilling, absolutely not pretending to refuse, because she wasn't that kind of person. Moreover, her strength was obviously much weaker than usual, and she was easily subdued by him, which made even less sense. With her pride, it was also impossible for her to intentionally pretend just for the pleasure in bed.

  When she fainted, he was almost certain that something must have gone wrong somewhere, but by then the arrow was already on the string and had to be shot, his body also not under his own control, could only continue.

  What's going on, did her medicine go wrong and have side effects?

  What's next, will these years of humiliation and hardship be in vain? Will she suspect me? Or will she drive me away because of my offense?

  How can I regain her trust?

  ……

  His mind was like a tangled skein of yarn, with all sorts of thoughts complicated and intertwined.

  But anyway, things have come to this point, and all we can do is wait for her to wake up and see how she reacts before making any further plans.

  Thinking so, he gathered himself and walked out of the bathroom.

  Su Luo was still asleep, her body not wearing a stitch, only covered with the bed sheet that Lin Jing had draped over her, revealing shoulders and collarbone as white as jade, with scattered marks from last night's branding, without the usual sharp gaze in her eyes, only two curved and dense eyelashes that still seemed to be moist, lips slightly swollen but pale without a hint of blood color, gasping for breath with difficulty, like a dying fish, several strands of black hair stuck to her forehead, several strands stuck to her cheek.

  Lin Jingwen had never seen Su Luo so fragile before, and it was all thanks to him. Despite constantly reminding herself that this was what she deserved, that she shouldn't be swayed, that she mustn't forget her hatred, she couldn't help but feel a pang of tenderness in her heart.

  She is still a woman after all, and her current appearance cannot be linked to that domineering prince at all.

  It may be the nature of men to be exceptionally tolerant of women with whom they have a close relationship, and there is a sense of superiority that satisfies their masculinity, although it occurs in this distorted identity relationship, but he did not forget that they are each other's first time.

  He cursed under his breath "Damn it", still stretched out his hand to brush away the wet hair on her forehead.

  The moment his fingertips touched the skin, the still high temperature furrowed his brow, and he put his entire palm on it again before putting it back to his own forehead, only then did he confirm that the person was probably running a fever.

  Normally, a phone call to Bai Yi would have solved the problem, but it was clear that this couldn't be done now. Moreover, for some reason, he didn't want others to see Su Luo in this state.

  He went back to the bathroom and poured a bucket of hot water, carefully picked up Su Luo and put her in the bathtub, not daring to soak for too long, simply washed her clean and wrapped her in a large bath towel, then changed the sheets and dressed her in a long-sleeved and long-legged pajama, before finally opening the curtains and window for ventilation.

  Fortunately, Su Luo remained unconscious throughout the process, which allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief. Although it was just a formality, he tried his best to maintain a proper demeanor with his eyes and hands, but this series of events still made him break out in sweat, and he secretly scolded himself in his heart.

  He finally put things in order and then called over the man in white.

  Took my temperature, and indeed it's already 39.8 degrees.

  "It's all my fault, yesterday the prince asked me for cold medicine and I should have given it to her after checking. Last night I even let her go out and socialize and drink so much wine, it's really infuriating." Bai Yi said self-critically while giving Su Luo an IV.

  "It's not your fault, it's mine."

  She was actually running a fever yesterday, but if she hadn't been tormented all night, it probably wouldn't have been so severe. He could only keep this in his heart and couldn't say it out loud.

  Although I still don't know who put the medicine on me or if it was accidental, because in a place like this bar the possibility is very high, but almost certainly not Su Luo, I misunderstood her. As for forcing her, to say that I feel no guilt would definitely be false.

  Although he made a living in the gang of Qinglong, he had his own principles and Su Luo would not let him do some killings and arson, so he asked himself with a clear conscience. This was actually his first time doing something wrong to others, although this person was his enemy. However, no matter what, a man who bullied a woman could never be justified, so at this moment, Lin Jingwen's heart was extremely tormented.

  The white-clothed man wanted to stay and take care of Su Luo, and some others who heard that the prince was ill and came to visit were all sent away by him with excuses. In recent years, due to Su Luo's reliance on and trust in him, the attitude of the people in the gang towards him has been much better, at least they won't deliberately make things difficult for him. At this time, he really didn't want to hand over Su Luo to others to take care of.

  Let it be redemption then, revenge and this matter will be settled once and for all, he told himself.

  When Su Luo woke up, she would be punished as she saw fit.

  But he didn't know that after this night, his inner heart had quietly changed.

  The IV drip had been administered with antipyretics, and by evening, Su Luo's body temperature had dropped to 37.5 degrees. After the white-robed figure came to check on him several times and confirmed that there would be no major issues, Lin Jingwen finally felt at ease. His anxious attitude inadvertently earned him the goodwill of many of Su Luo's trusted followers.

  When Su Luo slowly came back to consciousness, her heart was almost shattered.

  Although she was dizzy and fainted last night, it doesn't mean she didn't know what happened. If possible, she would rather forget everything because it's just too humiliating!

  He is a dignified Crown Prince of Qinglong, yet he was actually *beep* by his subordinate, it's really unbearable!

  I'd like to ask, which old lady on the road has been oppressed by her own male concubine? She might be the only one, but the key is that she wants to resist and hasn't even fought back yet 55555555555555~

  The yellow heaven is above, the thick earth is below, I, Qinglong Su Luo, can cut open my belly to thank my ancestors.

  I don't know how to face this cruel reality, so I might as well continue lying in bed and pretend to be dead.

  "The prince is awake, get up and have some porridge, it's time to take the medicine." Lin Jingwen's voice was as calm and gentle as ever, but in fact his heart was turbulent.

  Damn it! Shouldn't this guy be fleeing in fear of punishment? How does he still have the face to show up here.

  When Su Luo heard the voice of the person who had started it all, she almost choked to death and didn't even bother to pretend to be a ostrich anymore. She opened her eyes and glared at him fiercely.

  How can I restore the prince's dignity? This matter must not be known to the younger brothers, it will greatly affect the image and prestige!

  Su Luo's mind was also turning a thousand times over.

  Lin Jingwen saw her deeply furrowed brow and painful expression, feeling increasingly guilty, and his gaze at her also inadvertently carried a hint of pity that even he himself was unaware of. In fact, the focus of their relationship was fundamentally different.

  Su Luo didn't actually mind having a relationship with Lin Jingyu, because whether it was in her past life or this life, it wasn't the first time. Although they couldn't be said to be familiar like family, at least they weren't strangers, and she hadn't felt taken advantage of much. It was just that last night's method had made her feel a kind of anger at having her authority challenged. (The mysterious thought process of a strong woman)

  Lin Jingwen took out the porridge from the thermos flask sent by the kitchen and scooped a spoonful, making a gesture to feed her.

  "What's the big deal, my hand isn't broken." Su Luo snatched it over in a bad mood, and without using a spoon, she gulped it down in a few mouthfuls. She was really starving, having gone almost a whole day without food or water, feeling empty and hollow inside.

  After finishing the porridge, he saw Lin Jingwen still looking at him, and that gaze was also very strange, with an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

  Where have I seen it before?

  She thought carefully.

  My goodness! Isn't that Long Xiao's gaze at Lu Zhen'er?!

  She's going crazy! She was so scared by her own speculation that she didn't think twice and kicked Lin Jingwen with one foot, as if to kick away the evil spirit attached to him.

  Lin Jingwen could have originally avoided it, but he still suffered from this kick.

  But this still cannot vent Su Luo's grievances: "From today on, go to the kitchen and wash dishes for me. Let Huang Ma take a break. Without my order, don't come back."

  After some thought, I still think this punishment is more suitable. It can make Lin Jingwen suffer (because he inadvertently knows that he hates it when others touch his bowl after eating), and it won't make a big deal out of things, so as not to let others know.

  "Yes." Lin Jingwen returned to his usual respectful demeanor.

  It's indeed true that one can't become a good material without being beaten. Su Luo shook her head helplessly.

  After Lin Jingwen left, she began to examine the "wounds" on her body. Damn it, this little brat! It hurts even more than when I was injured during training before! I must make him wash dishes for several more days.