Chapter 11 Why Did You Splash Me?

The blooming flowers plucked from the branches were dropped, being violently crushed on the ground.

When Lu Jishen kissed her neck, Lan Fei felt this way. She wanted to resist, struggle, scold, and hit him.

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, but she still lay there motionless. Her only impulse was to die.

To die pulling Lu Jishen with her.

"Have you ever been a little happy when you torture me?" Holding Lu Jishen's neck, Lan Fei stared at the ceiling with her eyes widened.

Her shoulder hurt so much as Lu Jishen bit her hard.

He didn't want to do it gently at all, instead, he was violent. No man could really be sexually aroused by a woman who didn't react at all like a dead fish, so Lu Jishen bit her.

He didn't have sex with her. He wasn't even bothered to think about it at all.

Ignoring Lu Jishen's hostile stare, Lan Fei pulled up her bathrobe impassively and fastened it again. "Thank you."

She still didn't look at him.

Lan Fei closed her eyes and was extremely calm, as she felt his fist waving from the air with wind.

Lu Jishen's fist banged on the bed beside her ear. "Who are you to put on such a face in front of me? If I want you to laugh, you have to laugh. If I want you to cry, you have to cry."

Simmons mattress was elastic, and Lu Jishen's fist pounded so strong that Lan Fei shuddered.

But what shuddered the most was her heart.

She thought her heart wouldn't hurt anymore, but she didn't expect it to be torn apart by pain.

It was nothing more than going through the cruellest torture.

Lu Jishen's eyes were too dark to see the end. Lan Fei looked carefully but she couldn't even see herself in those eyes clearly.

Perhaps, her eyes were also so darkened that she could not see anything.

After getting up and closing the door, Lan Fei mindlessly locked the door. She was relieved and trembling when she slid under the sheet.

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A day passed. Three days passed. Lan Fei never saw Lu Jishen again.

After that night, Lu Jishen sent her to Soong Que. She had the obligation to take care of Soong Que as Lu Jishen paid for it.

"Feifei, make me a cup of coffee."

Soong Que shouted in the room. After answering her, Lan Fei opened the refrigerator door and took out a box of milk.

"What is this?"

Soong Que was browsing through the website while taking a sip without even looking at the milk. Feeling that there was something wrong with the taste, she immediately became annoyed.

"Milk."

Lan Fei replied indifferently, without any expression.

"I want coffee, but you give me milk? Feifei, is there anything wrong with your ears?" Soong Que frowned and glared at Lan Fei unhappily.

Pregnant women couldn't drink coffee. As a doctor, Lan Fei instinctively chose to take responsibility for Soong Que's unborn baby.

She didn't bother to explain to Soong Que. "I already served you the drink."

Anyway, that was it. She didn't care whether Soong Que liked it or not.

Lan Fei's attitude was not appreciated by Soong Que at all. Lu Jishen had never rejected her. How dare she...

"I don't care. Go get me a cup of coffee now."

Soong Que slapped the mouse, putting on an excuse that the pregnant woman was bad-tempered and couldn't hold it up.

Lan Fei looked at her quietly.

Okay, you wanted coffee, right?

You would have it!

With Soong Que's insults, Lan Fei turned around and went out to make coffee.

When the aroma of coffee wafting around, Soong Que's cheerful and delicate voice came out of the room.

"Here you are."

When Lan Fei was about to put it on the table, Soong Que stopped her. "Feifei, take it. I just checked it on the website. It seems that the pregnant woman cannot drink coffee. I'll just smell it."

After a while, Soong Que seemed to have changed.

Lan Fei didn't think much. Soong Que stopped her hand. She couldn't put it down even if she wanted to. Fortunately, she was holding a cup cushion and it wasn't too hot.

There was the sound of turning the key from the door. Soong Que stood up abruptly. Lan Fei couldn't get out of her way, so the coffee spilt all over her hands.

"Bang!" The coffee cup smashed into pieces on the ground.

"Ah." Lan Fei let out a low cry. When she got hurt, Soong Que began to cry.

"Feifei, why did you pour the coffee on me?"

Soong Que cried so hard and she stared at Lan Fei innocently. Every time she blinked, tears were like a gurgling stream dripping along with her eyes.

"When did I..."

When her sight fell on Soong Que, Lan Fei was speechless.

Soong Que had a lot of coffee on her clothes, and Lan Fei could not argue.

"Lan! Fei!"

There suddenly came a gnashing sound, and the devilish and frightening look slashed at her like a sharp blade.

Lan Fei looked at Lu Jishen who suddenly showed up in surprise and realized that Soong Que had calculated the time to plot against her.

"Jishen..."

Crying out loud, Soong Que pounced on him. She was much weaker than the lady of camellias.

"Boohoo, Jishen, scold me. It's my fault. Since I'm pregnant, I am so delicate that I always feel impulsive and fragile. Feifei couldn't stand me anymore."

Soong Que cried sadly and wiped her tears. "It's all my fault. Feifei is angry with me because of the trouble. If I hadn't made her angry, she wouldn't have spilt coffee on me, but I... I didn't mean it..."

Lan Fei, who had calmed down, had to admire Soong Que.

Lan Fei admired her various roles in front of different people with her free switching, and her consummate acting skills when she cried.

Oscar owed her more than one award!

"Soong Que, I..."

"Shut up!"

Lan Fei was yelled at by Lu Jishen as soon as she opened her mouth. She looked at him calmly and said, "I have something to say. Why should I shut up?"

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly. Lan Fei didn't think she was wrong.

Her hands, which were in excruciating pain, were even more painful than soaking her hand in water with thousands of chillies.

The person who was really hurt was her.

"What else do you have to say?!"

Lu Jishen's eyes widened in anger, which indicated his real wrath.

"Feifei..."

Soong Que nestled in Lu Jishen's arms and trembled with tears. "It's my fault. I know, but if you don't want to take care of me, you can just tell me. Why did you do this to me?"

Her right eyelid was twitching so violently that Lan Fei bit into her lip and couldn't say a word.

Soong Que implied that Lan Fei didn't want to take care of her, so Lan Fei did it on purpose.

Lu Jishen's eyes were full of anger, and his face was as cold as an icy pool.

"Get out of here!"

Her face turned pale in an instant, and Lan Fei nodded obediently. "Okay."

She knew that if she left, she really couldn't explain it clearly.

But she was in great pain as if her skin had been rubbed off.

Soong Que lowered her head, trembling and crying sadly as if she could faint at any moment. "Jishen, my belly, my belly... It's so uncomfortable."

She fell into Lu Jishen's arms as if she couldn't stand still. Soong Que looked at him with tears in her eyes. "Why did Feifei do this to me? I didn't want to make her angry, really."

"I know."

Lu Jishen kissed her on the forehead. "Don't be afraid. I'm taking you to the hospital now."

Leaning against the edge of the table, Lan Fei barely stood straight. She was in awful pain that she broke out in cold sweat, but Lu Jishen didn't see her.

She was as invisible to him. Lu Jishen carried Soong Que and walked out.

The pain made her eyes watery, but Lan Fei walked out fighting back the pain.

As soon as she looked up through her tears, she seemed to see Soong Que curling her lips.

It was a sneer.

A sarcastic sneer.

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