Quick Transmigration: The Boss' White Moonlight is Resurrected

Chapter 51

Bai Wanxin was kicked out.

After that, Yu Cheng went back to his room and locked himself inside.

Wan Tong thought about his expression at that time and felt uneasy, so she knocked on his door and said, “Chengcheng?”

But no one came to open the door, so she pushed it open and walked in.

Sure enough, Yu Cheng had locked himself in the bathroom again.

His room was too empty and cold, with only a bed and a cabinet, which looked strange.

She walked around and finally sat down on the bed.

Thinking of Bai Wanxin’s words, she used her phone to browse the news online.

Several influential media websites had already taken down the news, but they couldn’t resist the hot analysis and various reposts and spread by netizens.

Yu Cheng, as a high-quality single young man on the rich list, with a high appearance value, once his photos were reposted, even people who didn’t know his identity gathered around, initially just to admire his looks, but later they couldn’t help themselves.

However, it seems that Yu Cheng is very disgusted with this rumor, and his company’s official account has come out to clarify it quickly and decisively, which has instead put the other protagonist of the rumor in an embarrassing position.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the sound of water in the bathroom finally stopped.

With the sound of the door opening, Yu Cheng’s figure appeared. He was wrapped in a bath towel around his waist, his upper body bare, and a white towel draped over his head. However, the strands of his hair were constantly dripping water onto his body.

The room was not lit, and in the light coming in from outside the window, Wan Tong could clearly see that there seemed to be red marks on his body, as if they were self-inflicted scratches, with even some blood seeping out.

“Chengcheng, what happened to you?” she suddenly spoke up.

Yu Cheng obviously didn’t expect her to be in the room, and he froze at the bathroom door. His voice also stuttered like a machine, “Tong…tong…”

He took a step back, wanting to retreat back into the bathroom, but Wan Tong had already run over and grabbed his arm, “Why did you scratch yourself like this?”

Yu Cheng wanted to pull his arm back, but Wan Tong held on tightly, so he dared not use force.

“Yu Cheng, be obedient and lie on the bed, I’ll have Grandpa Kong bring the first aid kit.”

“No need.” Yu Cheng refused.

Wan Tong stomped her feet in urgency, “No way! I have to apply medicine for you.”

Yu Cheng’s mouth twitched, but he didn’t struggle. He followed her force and sat down on the bed.

Wan Tong : “…”

Seeing his hair dripping with water, she said, “Dry your hair first, I’ll be back soon.”

Yu Cheng lightly pursed his thin lips, nodded, and hummed softly in his nose, “Mm.”

These past few days, he had taken care of her with tenderness and consideration, which now seemed a little silly and cute.

Wan Tong turned and walked out, consulting Butler Kong before taking the medicine and going upstairs.

Yu Cheng moved quickly. His hair was already dry, but he didn’t put on any clothes because he knew she was going to apply medicine.

“How did you get yourself like this?” Wan Tong looked at the scratches and bloodstains on his nails and felt her scalp tingle. There were even some old scars, but she pretended not to see them, afraid of touching upon the secrets he didn’t want to talk about.