Translator: Hoexos
Proofreader/editor: Rika
The Young Marshal’s Abandoned Wife (113)
When Li Xinghe entered, he saw Fu Beizhe quietly leaning his head on Bai Weiwei’s thigh as she sat silently on the floor.
Bai Weiwei lowered her head and whispered something.
Li Xinghe stood still at the door.
He didn’t really think Bai Weiwei could save Fu Beizhe.
But when he saw her covered in blood, cradling Fu Beizhe so gently, while the man resting on her thigh looked up at her with dark and gentle eyes…
His heart was swept by an irresistible pain.
This feeling made him clench his teeth and endure. Then he calmly walked over towards them.
Despite being exhausted, Fu Beizhe still had his vigilance on.
When Li Xinghe approached, his gaze became particularly sharp.
Li Xinghe sighed. “Alright, let’s stop for now. Considering your current condition, I have no intention to take advantage of it.”
Fu Beizhe sneered.
He really couldn’t stand Li Xinghe’s character.
Fussing and fretting1.
If it was him who was given the opportunity to finish off an enemy like this, he didn’t know how delighted he would be.
The more miserable the enemy is, the more delighted he would be.
Of course, if Li Xinghe let him go, he would gladly accept it.
Next time he kills him, he’ll make sure not to let it be too ugly.
Bai Weiwei raised her eyes to glance at Li Xinghe and found that he indeed had the right mindset, a warm and sunny person.
The system’s selection had never been wrong.
Especially when it came to specifically trying to distract her.
Bai Weiwei’s voice was a bit hoarse, and her body was very exhausted after this series of ordeals.
“Can you carry him into the car?”
Li Xinghe frowned.
Fu Beizhe’s eyelid twitched.
The system sneakily ate a melon.
Fu Beizhe said coldly, “Go call a soldier to carry me.”
Li Xinghe threw Fu Beizhe a glance before silently bending down. He then placed his hands under his knees, lifting him up in a princess carry.
Bai Weiwei to the system: “Oh my.”
Fu Beizhe looked at Li Xinghe as if he wanted to kill him.
Li Xinghe’s face didn’t look good either. “Carrying like this will prevent your wound from reopening. I’m just fulfilling Weiwei’s request.”
It’s rare for Bai Weiwei to ask him for anything.
He would give her his heart if he could.
Carrying Fu Beizhe was nothing.
Fu Beizhe’s body went stiff, and he had no strength to struggle.
He said, “Put me down.”
Being carried out like this by Li Xinghe would only worsen his already tarnished reputation.
“You won’t die from me carrying you,” Li Xinghe said.
Li Xinghe slowly walked outside, his expression stern.
“Now, by title, you are Weiwei’s husband. If something happens to your health, Weiwei would have to take care of you for the rest of her life; so don’t burden her,” he said.
Fu Beizhe angrily emphasized, “Yes, by titles, we are still husband and wife.”
Li Xinghe paused, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it, not letting Weiwei notice anything amiss.
He said, “Then you must protect yourself even more. Don’t trouble Weiwei with pains here and there. If there’s a real health problem, just die quickly.”
Right after his father was shot by Fu Beizhe to a bedridden state, the people taking care of him were all very tired.
Li Xinghe hated Fu Beizhe…
But in front of Bai Weiwei, he couldn’t bring himself to kill Fu Beizhe.
He didn’t want Bai Weiwei to hate him.
He only wanted her to remember him in a positive light, as a childhood friend she cherished.
That was enough satisfaction for him.
As for Fu Beizhe, there were plenty of opportunities to kill him.
It wasn’t urgent to kill him right now.
The emotional state of Fu Beizhe and Li Xinghe was very similar.
Both had a mysterious confidence…
Believing they could eliminate each other.
Just as Bai Weiwei was about to get up, the system said, “Do you want to leave early?”
1: 婆婆妈妈的 (fussing and fretting) – an informal expression used to describe someone who is excessively concerned or overly cautious, often in a slightly negative or disapproving manner. It implies being overly meticulous or worrying too much about small or unimportant details.↩
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