The Villain's Contract Lover

Chapter 41-45

Chapter 41 - Scars ("Xu WanZhi, are you afraid of me?") (1)

The pressure coming from Mu ZhenYu made Xu WanZhi very much want to do whatever was within her power to survive. She snickered into the phone and said, "You didn't do that for me. You only did all that because you want my fox. Stop trying to earn yourself brownie points. I won't fall for it."

The other end quieted down awkwardly.

A little while later, Jiang YueXian found his courage again and asked in a quiet voice, "I have tried so hard already, WanZhi. Just lend your little foxy to me for a few days, please?"

Before Xu WanZhi could answer him, her phone was taken away by Mu ZhenYu.

He looked down on her from above before he said into the phone, "No."

His slender finger cleanly hung up the phone, and he casually put her phone into his own pocket. His shorts, already loose, fell even lower from the weight of the phone.

His two mermaid lines looked even hotter.

The males of the species... could be so possessive.

Xu WanZhi understood that he wanted to make the point that he didn't want her to walk away, so she stood there and waited for his lecture.

After a while, to her surprise, he asked her, "Xu WanZhi, are you afraid of me?"

Unlike his usual teasing tone, he was very sincere.

Before she could respond, he added, "It has nothing to do with what had happened at the Bai's last time. You have been afraid of me from the very beginning. Why is that?"*

He was much taller than her. With her head bowed, her sight landed perfectly at the ugly scars on his waist.

Truth be told, she was a little afraid of him. Not only because of his pure yang property that would render all of her magic useless, but more because he had tortured and killed her in the original novel.

As that was her intended fate, as much as things were going quite differently than the book for the time being, thinking about what had happened to the original owner still made her frantic.

She would not let her guard down around him.

He reached out his calloused hand and ran it over the back of her hand before he brought her jade-white hand over to his waist. He then guided her soft fingertips over each of his scars one by one.

The dark red scars contrasted greatly with his wheat-colored skin, making them seem even more ghastly.

Her fingertips moved a little before they were stretched out, and she touched his scars with the tip of her finger.

"When I was young, the Mu's was run by my grandfather. His words were the absolute commands. His draconian way of running things was what solidified the Mu's status as the head family. When I was 14 years old, my grandfather was very ill and was hospitalized. I was kidnapped, and the Mu's received a random request for an ungodly amount." Keeping her hand on his waist with his, he nonchalantly told her the story of how these scars came about.

The sensation of the tensed muscle turned into some indescribable feeling that spread out of her heart and her guard came down a little.

"My grandfather had always looked down on my dad and always had control of the family treasure. But the night before he was hospitalized, my dad somehow scammed all the money from him and went overseas. All of the Mu's combined were not able to come up with the ransom. The ransom payment was delayed time and again. The group of kidnappers, seeing that their well thought out plan had tanked, decided to take it out on me. They locked me up in an abandoned factory and beat me up. That's how I got these scars."