Chapter 360: I Finally Got You

Qiana's outstretched hand landed on Lu Xiwan's clothes; she gazed at the skirt with deep longing, and through the skirt saw someone she constantly thought about.

But the originally beautiful skirt now reeked of strong blood odor, blood staining the dark pattern on it red.

Qiana suppressed her surging nausea, her eyes fixed on Lu Xiwan's filthy white dress, thinking, "This is my sister's dress."

"Wash it clean and send it back."

After saying that, she turned and left; 347's hand loosened slightly.

His companion behind him urged, "Let me help you; there's no need to be so gentle with her."

347 glanced back, "The boss said no one but me is allowed to approach her."

The companion, feeling bored, turned and left as well.

Even though Si Jiuyin had held back, Lu Xiwan's wounds were real; while unconscious, as the doctor bandaged her wounds, Lu Xiwan cried out in pain.

Her already dirty clothes were carefully taken off by the maid, who put on a more comfortable nightgown.

Pale-faced Lu Xiwan lay on the bed, lifeless; because of a blessing, 347 clumsily yet carefully disinfected her exposed wounds.

When Chris arrived, he saw this scene; 347 quickly stood up, nervously hiding the cotton swab and iodine behind his back.

"The doctor said she needs rest."

Chris plopped onto the chair beside the bed, "Are you blaming me?"

His gaze held more curiosity; he seemed eager to know how Lu Xiwan had bewitched 347.

347 lowered his head and respectfully answered Chris, "No."

Chris's eyes flashed with sharpness, and his aura instantly became much more formidable.

"None is best; I won't keep anyone with divided loyalties here."

Lu Xiwan on the bed stirred, emitting an indistinct murmur from her mouth; Chris furrowed his brows tightly.

"When will she wake up?" Chris's expression didn't look like he was concerned about Lu Xiwan's injuries.

"The doctor just said she might run a fever tonight."

347 calmly told Chris the fact, seeing a faint hint of worry on Chris's face.

Fu Sijue was loudly searching for people outside; now Lu Xiwan looked like a ghost, and Chris suddenly felt a bit irritable.

Who knew this woman would be so delicate; he even had people replace the contents with something less lethal.

"Let the doctor stay here today."

Chris called 347 to the window, in the middle of giving him instructions, when Qiana suddenly walked in; taking advantage of their inattention, she harshly splashed a basin of water onto Lu Xiwan.

"Why make such a fuss?" Qiana said, a sarcastic smile curling her lips, raising her chin at Chris.

Lu Xiwan was awakened by a basin of water poured over her head, gasping heavily, unable to move while lying on the bed.

Without looking in a mirror, Lu Xiwan knew exactly how disheveled she was.

Qiana is a ruthless person; she mixed plenty of salt into the water, and the saltwater stung her wounds, causing Lu Xiwan to cry out in pain involuntarily.

Chris heard the sound and strode over, rebuking Qiana, "Are you crazy?"

Qiana paid no heed to Chris's scolding; instead, she smiled even more triumphantly.

"I think she's just faking illness; she's fine— you should even thank me for curing her."

Chris waved his hand, and 347 quickly walked out.

Lu Xiwan forced out a smile uglier than crying, "Go try getting hit a few dozen times yourself!"

Si Jiuyin didn't use much force, yet Lu Xiwan felt a burning pain all over; especially after the saltwater and alcohol, she had no strength left to speak.

Chris then stood in front of Lu Xiwan's bed, lifting her already soaked blanket and tossing it onto the floor.

"One act of willfulness is enough." Chris's patience is also limited; these days Qiana has repeatedly tested his bottom line, making him very impatient.

Qiana acts recklessly because she knows Chris won't move against her; even now, no exception: "Unless you someday no longer need my family's help, you'll never dare threaten me in this lifetime!"

Qiana seems to carry a grudge, resentful toward everything around her.

347 quickly summoned the maid, holding Lu Xiwan upright to one side while waiting for the maid to remove all the soaked items from the bed.

In 347's embrace, Lu Xiwan smelled a stronger sandalwood scent, identical to that on Fu Sijue; she leaned in, trying to scrutinize 347, but found no flaw on his face.

Chris also suppressed Qiana's anger, sitting silently with a cold face to one side.

"From now on, without my permission, Qiana is not allowed to see her again."

Chris couldn't openly expel Qiana from here, so the best solution was to make sure she could never see Lu Xiwan again.

Qiana had no fear of Chris's countermeasures; in a good mood, she turned and left.

Lu Xiwan gazed at the ceiling, silently sighing in her heart.

Just from Chris's attitude toward Qiana, one can tell her status here is not low; having only been here two days, she already offended Qiana and ended up covered in injuries.

She suffers greatly, yet cannot speak it out.

Chris seems to be her biggest backer, but in fact he pays no attention unless the matter threatens her life.

This is the true Tiger Wolf Den.

After great effort she finally settled; Lu Xiwan lay on the bed, unable to move at all.

Only now did she feel what extreme boredom truly feels like.

"Don't you sleep at night?" Lu Xiwan wondered, seeing 347 sitting upright beside her bed each time she opened her eyes, making her very curious.

Although she couldn't see 347's eyes, maintaining a single posture seated like that was impressive.

"I will rest when you sleep."

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt the person before her gradually becoming familiar.

347's figure gradually became hazy; Lu Xiwan blinked and saw three 347s.

Those silhouettes gradually faded, and in a daze Lu Xiwan saw Fu Sijue again.

He crouched down concernedly, gazing at Lu Xiwan, and reached out to probe her forehead.

Lu Xiwan stretched out her hand wanting to grab him, but grasped at empty air.

Lu Xiwan's gaze was hazy, her face flushed, as she looked at the nearby Fu Sijue and murmured, "It must be because I miss you too much."

"A Jue, I see you."

"You surely haven't rested properly again, your dark circles are even heavier."

"I'm in so much pain."

After saying the last sentence, Lu Xiwan suddenly sat up straight and grabbed forward with all her strength, feeling the warm skin beneath her hand, Lu Xiwan smiled satisfied.

"I finally caught you."