Chapter 1752

Ruth's expression shifted several times, but she remained silent.

Aksilinda saw this, sneered twice, walked up to Ximen Wudi, wrapped her arm around his neck, leaned close, and winked at Ruth: "Ruth, see that? He's no good at all—be careful not to be fooled by this world of splendor, think carefully about what I said."

Ruth clenched her fists; she knew Aksilinda spoke the truth—Ximen Wudi really was an exceptional handsome man.

Unfortunately, Ruth wasn't that shallow a girl.

Of course, this also had to do with Ximen Wudi's age—if he'd been Ruth's age, he'd probably already thrown himself into Ximen Wudi's arms by now.

"Hey, can we discuss this from another angle?" Ximen Wudi sighed helplessly.

Ruth bit her lip lightly: "Aksilinda, leave."

"Ruth, are you really decided to be with him?" Aksilinda stared into Ruth's eyes, silent for five full seconds, then said: "This man might be dangerous—not just his looks, but his entire being radiates danger."

Ximen Wudi smiled sweetly and chimed in: "Beautiful lady, if you know it's dangerous, then leave quickly—my bed's already been given to you."

His tone was brimming with provocation.

Aksilinda glanced at Ximen Wudi, then sneered: "Fine, just wait and see."

After uttering these harsh words, the beautiful woman grabbed her backpack and stormed off in anger.

"Has she left?" Ximen Wudi asked Ruth.

"Left," Ruth replied, her voice dull, as if suppressing something.

"Uh, I didn't mean to…" Ximen Wudi awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

He truly hadn't meant to.

After all, last night, some beast had indeed been groping around somewhere—even though he did nothing, it was still quite misleading.

"You don't need to explain," Ruth said. "I know what happened."

Saying that, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number: "Kajisi, I'm introducing you a client—they need to rent a Rolls-Royce. I'll send you the license plate number; go handle it for me."

After hanging up, Ruth said: "We can head to the airport now."

"Ruth, do you still need a driver? I can be your driver," Ximen Wudi chuckled happily.

"Who cares!" Aksilinda glared at Ximen Wudi and said: "You haven't been to China in so long, yet you've become quite the playboy."

She clearly remembered having once confessed her feelings to Ximen Wudi.

"Uh, this isn't being a playboy," Ximen Wudi coughed twice, then said: "I was just saving a life—Ruth suffered heavy injuries, so I helped her recover."

Upon hearing this, Aksilinda's eyes flickered with contempt.

"Phony?" Ximen Wudi shook his head: "Forget it, let's not argue about this—I'll take you to the airport, see you off."

"You're still coming with me to the airport?" Ruth said. "I feel fine now, probably waking up today."

Ximen Wudi waved his hand: "No problem—I'm not tired anyway, and it's on the way."

Aksilinda stood behind them, sneering: "Ruth, you're lucky—just escaped danger, and now you've met your ideal man."

Her words dripped with jealousy.

Yet to Ruth, Aksilinda's behavior was inappropriate—clearly, she'd grown fond of this Chinese youth.

Since childhood, Aksilinda had always boasted herself among America's top ten campus beauties, yet now two flowers had been stuck on two piles of manure—naturally, she was furious inside.

"Aksilinda, watch your words!" Ruth snapped, then turned to Ximen Wudi, her gaze softening: "Thank you for bringing me back to China."

"I said it before—your injuries can't wait; return to China to recuperate first," Ximen Wudi said. "I won't let you suffer."

"Yes, whether what you say is true or not, I'm deeply grateful," Ruth said.

Ximen Wudi nodded, glanced at Aksilinda, and said coolly: "Still, I think you should be grateful I didn't kill you."

This remark was utterly full of dominance!

Aksilinda's eyes instantly flushed with furious red!

"You bastard! What the hell are you talking about!"

"If I hadn't arrived in time, Ruth would already be dead from your gun—do you know that?" Ximen Wudi narrowed his eyes. "I don't want to see you keep acting arrogant, and I especially don't want to see you bully her."

As he spoke, Ximen Wudi pointed at Ruth's chest.

"You bastard! How dare you insult me!" Aksilinda raised her gun, aiming it at Ximen Wudi: "Do you think I won't blow your head off right now?"

"I advise you not to act rashly—you should be grateful I don't want to shoot women right now," Ximen Wudi smiled faintly. "Otherwise, you'd already be a corpse."

Aksilinda's face turned bright red: "You're a scoundrel! A bastard like you—I'd even feel dirty using my gun to kill you!"

"Aksilinda!" Ruth growled.

"Ruth, I warn you—I came to Africa on a mission, and… how many of your mercenary gangs die every year under unnatural circumstances?" Aksilinda sneered. "If not for my father protecting me, how could you even be standing here now?"

Saying that, Aksilinda holstered her gun and turned to leave.

Ruth stood frozen, staring at Ximen Wudi, lips parted but silent, her eyes filled with guilt.

Ximen Wudi sighed softly: "It's not your fault, Ruth—Aksilinda's just temperamental."

At this moment, he suddenly felt like a hero.

At least, right now, he truly was a hero.

Ruth nodded: "I hope she changes her personality—if not, I don't want to be friends with her."

"You're right," Ximen Wudi nodded, then, as if remembering something, lowered his voice: "I think… Aksilinda likes you, doesn't she?"

This question nearly broke Ruth's composure.

But since no one else was around, she didn't hide it—she nodded: "I noticed too."

"Is it love that turns to harshness… or hatred that runs deep?" Ximen Wudi asked again.

Ruth hesitated, then said: "I can't tell."

"Maybe it's the former," Ximen Wudi said. "I think this Miss has her own story too."

After hearing Ximen Wudi's words, Xkeslinda's footsteps paused slightly, as if she was considering whether what Ximen Wudi had said was actually right.

"You don't need to pay attention to these gossip rumors, it will affect your mood at work. Let's go to the airport now, otherwise we'll be late when the plane lands," Ruth said.

She was also worried that Xkeslinda would cause trouble again.

"Have you arranged your trip?" Ximen Wudi asked.

"We've already booked the hotel in advance," Ruth said. "We're staying at the Hilton Hotel under the Luojia Crown Group."

"Alright." Ximen Wudi looked at Ruth: "But I suggest you don't sleep too long."

"Why is that?" Ruth couldn't help but ask.

"Because this time you suffered very serious injuries. I suspect you may need restorative treatment, but surgery of this level requires the supporting facilities of a hospital. You understand."

"Of course, I understand…" Ruth's pretty face turned completely red again.

She certainly understood.

"So, before we arrive at the capital airport, sleeping a few more hours can also replenish your energy, which will be extremely helpful for your recovery."

Saying this, Ximen Wudi extended both arms, gently hugged Ruth, and then patted her on the shoulder.

Ruth instinctively stepped back half a pace, and her pretty face immediately flushed crimson.

1620 completely stabilized.

Ximen Wudi had no idea how much Ruth's current state had changed compared to last time.

That time, after Ximen Wudi hugged Ruth, he hadn't gained any advantage, and had even been scratched on the cheek by Ruth. This matter had always weighed on Ximen Wudi's mind, but tonight's gentle hug made Ruth's heart tremble once again.

"Let's go, we'll go buy tickets and board the plane," Ruth said.

"Alright." Ximen Wudi followed beside her, helped Ruth into the car, and then started the car.

After Ruth closed her eyes and began to sleep, Ximen Wudi took out his phone and sent a short message to the Military Advisor.

"Military Advisor, I'm at the airport."

The Military Advisor replied instantly: "I'll be right over."

The tone of this message seemed infinitely solemn.

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Ximen Wudi did not immediately drive back to Washington, after all Ruth's physical condition had not yet completely stabilized, and he was uneasy. If a sudden situation occurred on the way, it could be a fatal danger.