Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly-Chapter 839: You Can’t Escape 19

"I saw Grandpa walk into my room..." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Xia Chuxue’s words hadn’t finished when Feng Yifan’s big hand swept her over.

"What’s going on? Tell me properly."

Feng Yifan’s voice was a bit low, almost abnormal, and Xia Chuxue didn’t know what was wrong with him.

Previously, no matter how abnormal he was, he was never as intimidating as he was today.

Xia Chuxue took a deep breath, and as she turned back, she instantly became a gentle little white rabbit.

"Grandpa found a strand of hair in my room and left. He must be suspicious of my identity. What should we do now?"

"I’m injured and need a woman to help. You’re up!"

In a cold voice, Feng Yifan pressed Xia Chuxue directly onto himself.

"Ah! You hurt me," Xia Chuxue cried softly.

Feeling the unusual sensation on her face, she was frustrated to death.

It was this kind of thing—couldn’t he think of anything else?

Was he thinking this was her issue and, even if something happened to her, it wouldn’t affect him?

That damn man took advantage of her so much, yet at this time still dared to threaten her?

If anything happened to her, he sure wouldn’t be let off easily!

Injured? She blinked, suddenly remembering the man’s words.

"What injury?" Xia Chuxue struggled to suppress her anger, raised her eyes, and looked dumbfoundedly at the man in front of her.

"Just a minor injury, not life-threatening. But for our future happy life, you’d better take special care of me for the next few days."

Feng Yifan smirked, his long fingers gliding over Xia Chuxue’s body.

This smile and touch weren’t what she liked, but Xia Chuxue continued to endure.

"Chuxue is originally yours; of course, she’ll serve you well." She pursed her lips and said softly.

Their future life, whether happy or not—if he says there’s a future, then it’s a good thing.

"Brother Yifan, about Grandpa’s situation, how should we..."

Xia Chuxue’s words hadn’t finished when Sen Lan’s voice sounded outside.

"Young Master Yifan, the Old Master is looking for you."

Just as Sen Lan’s voice fell, the door handle was turned.

Xia Chuxue widened her eyes, her whole body freezing in fear.

Grandpa came—how could this be?

She was still lying on Feng Yifan; how could she explain this position?

They were supposed to be siblings, how could this happen?

Moreover, Grandpa was already starting to suspect her.

Before Xia Chuxue could react, she was suddenly pulled onto the bed.

He casually pressed a small button beside the bed, and the room’s atmosphere changed rapidly.

If it were Feng Yan pressing her down, she would definitely be happy, but now it was Feng Yifan, whom she utterly disliked.

Dislike it or not, there wasn’t any choice; people outside had already come in.

"Young Master Yifan, the Old Master is looking for you," Sen Lan reminded again as he walked ahead.

He hadn’t expected the Old Master would suddenly come over, and even wanted himself to push the door open.

Not seeing Xia Chuxue’s figure, Sen Lan was a bit stunned but soon accepted the reality.

Behind him, Xia Yinian was pushing the Old Master, slowly entering with cautious footsteps.

She actually returned to this room, and walked in by herself at that.

Xia Yinian’s gaze kept shifting, showing she was truly a bit uneasy.