Villain, Please Go Easy On Me (English Translation Pt.3)

542. Cat: A Familiar Face

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Zhuang Siyu actually didn’t want to come visit this fiancé at all.

Although she had long known that she had a fiancé, since the day she knew, he was ill in bed and might die any time.

Now someone told him that such a fiancé woke up.

Having waited for too long, she became a little impatient.

She poked the cat on her lap, “Shall we go?”

The cat looked at her coldly and then closed the eyes for rest again.

Shen Jiu also had no good impression of Zhuang Siyu, to be more precise, he had no good impression of all cultivators.

But now, without his internal elixir, he could only stay by her side for recuperation.

Suddenly, the cat on Zhuang Siyu’s lap stood up, its fur bursting, staring at the door like seeing a powerful enemy.

While calming Shen Jiu, Zhuang Siyu looked toward the door, wondering what could make her cat so scared.

The door opened and a servant came in pushing a wheelchair.

Zhuang Siyu seized up the man in the wheelchair, face very pale, so pale that you could see the blue veins under the skin.

But delicate, delicate like a porcelain doll, which would break with a touch.

Zhuang Siyu frowned, she couldn’t describe that kind of feeling, very contradictory.

Hated this man for no reason, but also wanted to…protect him?

The servant nodded to Zhuang Siyu, “Hello, Miss Zhuang.”

Zhuang Siyu now knew that the person on the wheelchair should be her fiancé Su Bei.

As she was about to say hell, the cat on her lap suddenly jumped up and fiercely pounced on Su Bei.

Shen Jiu stared at the fragile young man in the wheelchair. It was him. He had his internal elixir, and the smell of the man who had grabbed the internal elixir from him!

The servant was ready to strike the moment the cat pounced.

Su Bei was quickly enough to tilt his body, and then caught the cat into his arms.

Then the cat mercilessly scratched him with its paws.

The blood oozing from the scratch were eerily contrasted with the pale skin.

The servant felt he was so dead.

Bang! He knelt down, “Young master, sorry, I failed to protect you. Please punish me.”

Su Bei held down the agitated Shen Jiu and let him scratch the blanket, “Save it. It’s just a cat.”

What? He was going to die because of a scratch?

But the servant didn’t mean to get up, but only kept kowtowing there, “Young master, please punish me.”

Zhuang Siyu could not help saying, “Your master didn’t say he would punish you. Get up!”

At this moment footsteps were heard, and the servant’s face went pale and body trembling.

It was Su Bei’s father. He walked quickly before Su Bei. As he saw the blood on Su Bei’s hand, he immediately threw a kick at the servant, “Useless thing!”

The servant hit the wall, vomited a big mouthful of blood and passed out.

Su Bei’s eyes had never moved off his face since he came in.

Probably because he was a cultivator, Su Bei’s father looked very young, more like his elder brother.

He had long, inky hair tied back. And because he was wearing a white Tang suit, the whole person looked so elegant and graceful.

Of course, the reason why Su Bei couldn’t move his eyes off him was that face.

At this moment, Su Cheng was totally like Su Jin standing before him.

Su Bei asked 748, “Do you want to ask you or you explain it yourself?”