Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 652 - 272. [Summer of Dew] Lu Huai’an had a younger sister, but... she passed away. _2

Chapter 652: 272. [Summer of Dew] Lu Huai’an had a younger sister, but... she passed away. _2

It seems like, because he hadn’t been cared for by her for a very long time, when she stood in front of him and actively inquired about his injury, with what seemed a bit of genuine emotion in her eyes, his mind became uncontrollably rational.

The words he spoke came from instinct.

Whip marks...

Grandpa Gu and Lu Huai’an’s grandfather were old friends for many years, both veterans, appearing stern but with a bit of kindness. However, when they were angry, they had the type of temper that could hold a gun.

In Wanxia’s calm eyes, there was a ripple from an unknown source, but it disappeared quickly, as if it never existed.

She said nothing, holding the ointment, she walked around the desk to the black soft chair where Gu Shaozhi was seated.

Wanxia’s intent was clear; she was about to apply the ointment for him. But the man wasn’t very cooperative, still lazily leaning back in the chair, without any intention to unbutton a single button or move slightly.

He just gazed at her intently.

Wanxia did not respond to the man’s deep gaze. After standing by his side for a while, she said softly, "It’s inconvenient here, let’s go to the sofa."

Gu Shaozhi seemed not to understand, and asked with a smile, "What for?"

"To apply the ointment for you," Wanxia replied openly, and she also curved her lips in a slight smile, "Otherwise you can let a servant help you. I’ll get my phone and go out to call her up, or if you prefer Yuan Yi, you can just give him a call, and he’ll be here."

She was just bored, that’s all.

Yes, just like that.

When she tossed the ointment and turned to leave, Gu Shaozhi caught her wrist with a gentle force, "Don’t go."

He stood up, picked up the ointment tossed at the corner of the table, and led Wanxia toward the couch under brighter light.

The corners of his lips arched in a pleasant curve, even the low pitch of his voice was tinged with laughter, "Of course, I want you to help me. When I tried and found I couldn’t manage it, I thought about going back to the bedroom to find you, but I figured you probably wouldn’t want to."

The ointment was bought by Yuan Yi in the morning, applied by a doctor in the company’s rest room. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Back home, in the study, he was alone.

Wanxia was pressed down onto the sofa by the man, she looked up at him, her delicate features adorned with a light and shallow smile.

"In Mr. Gu’s eyes, am I that inconsiderate? I live in your house every day, enjoying such a good material life. Do I not even have a bit of gratitude?"

She was doing it on purpose, Gu Shaozhi could of course tell.

He placed the ointment into the woman’s hand, smiled gently, "That’s not the case, I was overthinking it."

Wanxia nodded in agreement, "Yes, you were."

If according to Gu Shaozhi’s wishes, the woman could help him remove his tie, and also help unbutton his shirt, it would be perfect.

But, that clearly would be a bit too much to ask.

So, these things he did himself.

When the man took off his shirt, exposing the injuries on his back, Wanxia’s heart felt suddenly gripped harshly, a sudden pain made her drop the ointment in her hand.

The scars on his back, even after being simply treated and a thin layer of scab had formed, still clearly showed the grisly traces of a whip on his skin.

Crisscrossing, a shocking sight.

Grandpa Gu was pretty heavy-handed this time.

Wanxia lowered her eyes, hiding all emotions beneath with a flawless calm, only then did she look up again, her cheeks still carrying a gentle, beautiful faint smile.

She had just bathed, her hands clean, squeezed some ointment onto her fingers, and gently applied it on the man’s back wounds, "Was the old man so angry because you were hiding a paramour?"

The tone was light, as if joking, or rather, she was indeed joking.

Mrs. Gu knew she was in this villa, so naturally, Grandpa Gu would know too.

Fast-acting ointments are mostly not gentle in nature, even though Wanxia applied it delicately, the contact with the ointment still stung the wounds.

Gu Shaozhi seemed as though he felt no pain, his handsome features always carried a thin smile, his slow voice filled with joy, "Hmm, Grandpa asked me to take you back, I disagreed."

The air was filled with a faint herbal scent, not the kind that’s pleasant to smell.

"Is it just because of that?" Wanxia seemed disbelieving, letting out a light laugh, "Tsk tsk, old folks are really restless."

Gu Shaozhi chuckled.

Of course, it wasn’t just because of this.

But because of the reason Wanxia divorced him four years ago.