He's gone crazy! Crazy! Definitely crazy! Who has ever heard of a "man" taking care of another man?
Ji Yunshu widened her eyes as she twisted her wrist, her expression showing her hesitation, "Prince Rong, this one is clumsy; even providing for my own daily needs is a problem. Must Your Highness make things difficult for me?"
"You feel that I am troubling you?" His eyebrows raised.
"Yes, Your Highness."
He threw down a simple statement after a short pause, "Then I guess I am."
Saying so, he released her.
Her wrist having obtained freedom after much hardship, Ji Yunshu immediately retreated a couple of steps. She hid both of her hands in her sleeves. However, she did not expect that Jing Rong would walk around the table toward her.
As he closed in on her, Ji Yunshu tensed up. She immediately raised her sleeves and hid her hands behind her back. That small action was rather adorable in Jing Rong's eyes!
He halted several inches away from her. The corner of his lip curled upwards, "The thing I like to do the most is trouble others, while I am most interested in threatening others. Teacher Ji, of the two, which would you pick?"
Screw you. Do I even have a choice? Are you blaming me for your injury? thought Ji Yunshu.
Jing Rong was entertaining other thoughts; are you blaming me for you not being able to provide for yourself?
Ji Yunshu's face alternated between green and white as she slowly backed away. Those eyes, like two pools of starry ink, were filled with dissatisfaction as she glared at him, "Prince Rong, you shouldn't bully people like this."
"Oh, I forgot to mention something. I absolutely love bullying others." Pride emanated in waves from between his brows.
Ji Yunshu stayed silent. She could not even be bothered to count how many black lines had appeared on her forehead by now . Her lips trembled; there was nothing she could say!
Jing Rong was very satisfied with her reaction. His eyes were filled with a teasing light as he narrowed them slightly. His feet didn't move, yet his body drew closer to Ji Yunshu.
"Be it that I'm troubling you or threatening you or maybe even bullying you. My injury is under your responsibility. If my arm fails to recover later on, don't even think about escaping because you'll have to replace my hand for the rest of your life."
Ugh! Ji Yunshu had to admit. His tone which made people want to beat him up actually made her feel all tingly from her ears all the way to her chest just by listening to it. Her heart pounded intensely, which couldn't help but make her feel scared!
What's wrong with me?
Rather abruptly, she shifted her gaze from his by lowering it. Her embarrassed look was completely caught by Jing Rong. He was very happy! And totally smug about it too! Curling those icy thin lips of his, his long fingers stretched out from within his sleeves towards Ji Yunshu's hat, as if his hand was itching to pull out the pin holding it up, letting her hair unfurled in a cascade
Ji Yunshu's head was still lowered so she didn't know about his intention. Those fingertips drew closer. Yet at the last moment, Jing Rong's gaze just so happened to catch a glimpse of the book left on the table. It was 'The Case of Lin Capital'!
His hand paused. His gaze changed from its original flirtatiousness to a strange glint as his expression froze. He circled around Ji Yunshu and walked over, picking up the book. As he held the book in his hand, he asked her, "You've read this?"
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Bone Painting Coroner
Fiction HistoriqueDISCLAIMER!! Story not mine. For offline purposes only. In the 21st century, she was the outstanding world renowned darling of the field of archeology. Then, she transmigrated and became Jinjiang city's Ji Family' Third Miss, a small malnourished...