Chapter 55: It's normal to like you

Almost the moment she finished speaking, Lin Zhi Jing immediately retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't feel that way about you."

Lin Zhi Jing said, grabbing Ye Xi'an's wrist and lifting it up, slipping his other hand between her fingers, instantly bending and locking it, their ten fingers interlocked.

"Ah!" Bao Jing looked at their clasped hands, cried out in surprise, scaring Bao Jing, who was beating someone in the room.

Bao Jing recognized Yi Yang's voice, thinking Ye Xi'an had an accident, he immediately shook off the half-dead Ye Ling and rushed out: "What happened?"

"Bao Jing, come help me!"

Yi Yang was stimulated by Lin Zhi Jing and Ye Xi'an's actions, trying to pry Lin Zhi Jing's hand open, but Lin Zhi Jing's strength was surprisingly great, he actually couldn't pry it open?

He pressed his body onto their clasped palms, his whole body suspended in midair. Afraid of hurting Ye Xi'an, he deliberately placed his hand on the back of hers.

"Let go, you bastard!"

Lin Zhi Jing remained unmoved, still firmly holding Ye Xi'an's hand; Bao Jing walked over and lifted Yi Yang's collar from behind.

This guy usually embarrasses himself enough, but now he's even throwing his face in Lin Zhi Jing's face.

"Yi Yang, get up first, you'll press on An'an like this."

"I'm protecting her."

Yi Yang was pulled up by Bao Jing, and Ye Xi'an's hand was indeed well protected by him.

Bao Jing stopped paying attention to Yi Yang, instead furrowing his sword-brows, his tone icy as he questioned Lin Zhi Jing: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Lin Zhi Jing didn't speak, just looked toward Ye Xi'an, as if his gray eyes full of stars carried a faint smile: "Ye Xi'an, you tell me what I should do."

Ye Xi'an felt the palms of their interlocked fingers; the other's temperature was icy, continuously drawing her heat through the palms, this almost explicit action left her unable to pretend not to understand.

Her elf-like face full of bewilderment: "Do you like me?"

But why? She didn't think she had anything that could attract a scientific genius like Lin Zhi Jing.

"Isn't that normal?" Lin Zhi Jing tightened his grip, squeezing Ye Xi'an's hand tighter, his tall stature approaching her: "You rushed into the Free Zone alone to save Bao Jing, willingly let me use you as an experimental subject to cure him, you have a teleportation ability surpassing females, females' naturally advantageous appearance is merely your least noticeable perk; for someone as perfect as you, is it strange that I like you?"

Ye Xi'an's face flushed red from his praise; she herself didn't realize she was that outstanding.

Beside them, Yi Yang stared at the two with an anxious expression, not understanding why Bao Jing kept pulling him: "Bao Jing, are we just going to let this guy in black openly hit on my wife like this?"

Bao Jing gave Yi Yang a faint glance, his tone somewhat helpless: "He's a scientific researcher, with a sixth-level ability at minimum, moreover he's very rich, and he even has the Empire's latest technology in his hands."

Hearing Bao Jing's description, Yi Yang's eyes widened like a dog's; he never expected this person to have such a background, his wife is truly amazing, able to reel in someone this impressive.

Ji Jiangci also heard Bao Jing's words, the light in his eyes flickering repeatedly, he began to scheme in his heart.

"Why just lower your head and not speak?" Lin Zhi Jing's voice was gentle, patiently waiting for Ye Xi'an's answer.

But actually this is all an illusion; his inner state feels like a hundred cats scratching, he can hardly bear it, wanting Ye Xi'an to quickly say his answer, he's almost dying of anxiety.

"But I don't like you," Ye Xi'an, having never been confessed to before and not knowing how to reject without hurting someone, could only bluntly utter those words.

Lin Zhi Jing closed his eyes, once again not wanting to look at this world; this world is too cold.

He pursed his lips, wearing a resolute expression: "It's fine~, I don't really care either; as long as I like you, that's enough."

Ye Xi'an didn't want to continue the awkwardness, quickly changing the subject: "Let's not talk about this, Doctor Lin you"

"Please call me by my name; you wouldn't want me to call you Ye Experimental Subject outside, would you?"

Ye Xi'an gave an embarrassed laugh, then continued: "Lin Zhi Jing, could you first check on Yi Yang? He seems to have a fever."

Bao Jing, standing beside Yi Yang, turned his head and gave him a strange look: "You have a fever?"

Yi Yang quickly waved his hands: "No, no."

He's just a bit shy, can't help it; his wife is too beautiful, merely looking at her makes one's face flush, not to mention imagining what it would be like if they mated—how beautiful that scene would be.

"What are you grinning about?" Bao Jing interrupted Yi Yang, afraid he'd embarrass himself again in front of Lin Zhi Jing.

Over there, Lin Zhi Jing pinched his brow, gave a wry smile: "Males getting a fever? That's basically impossible."

The physical fitness of males on Zhu Shen Xing is beyond description, their immunity so strong it makes one's hair stand on end; as long as viruses and bacteria aren't instantly lethal, they hardly stand a chance.

Moreover, cold and fever viruses can't even last a round inside a male's body; if females didn't occasionally get fevers, they'd almost forget what a cold or fever is.

"Then why is Yi Yang's face so red?"

Lin Zhi Jing and Ye Xi'an both looked at Yi Yang, whose face was still reddened to a purplish hue.

Lin Zhi Jing sneered, guessing the other was definitely thinking something inappropriate: "In my view, he's just being lascivious; a good beating would fix it."

"Huh?"

Ye Xi'an thought she had misheard, "What are you talking about?"

Yi Yang wasn't angry at the teasing, after all it's true.

He blushed and lowered his head, but suddenly noticed the fresh blood on Bao Jing's hand.

Upon closer look, not just the back of his hand, but the exposed upper half of his face, his pants, and his face were all covered in blood.

"Bao Jing, are you injured? Why is there blood?"

Bao Jing lifted his hand to look; the blood was especially conspicuous: "It's not mine, it's Ye Ling's."

"Ah!"

Yi Yang startled, his tone somewhat fearful: "You wouldn't have killed Ye Ling," he said, reaching out and making a gesture of touching his neck.

"No, just gave him a beating, though he really was close to death."

"An'an, how do you plan to deal with Ye Ling next?"

Bao Jing thought, Ye Ling is an unstable factor; if he stays in the family, trouble will eventually arise.

Ye Ling had previously betrayed the family; once he even tried to kill Ye Xi'an in front of everyone, and if the three of them hadn't stopped him, Ye Xi'an would have died long ago.

But back then, they disliked Ye Xi'an; compared to the malicious Ye Xi'an, they had a better relationship with Ye Ling, so no one blamed him, merely staying on guard against him.

But now, he absolutely will not allow any danger to befall Ye Xi'an, not even from Ye Ling.

Ye Xi'an sighed; after all, he was the Original Owner's husband, and for a moment she didn't know how to handle it best.

"Let's go inside and take a look."

When everyone entered the room, they saw Ye Ling with one swollen eye, his face bruised purple, his body limp like mud, lying unconscious on the cold floor, bright red blood pooling all around.

(This chapter ends)