Chapter 922 The Little Princess’s Married-in Boyfriend (14)
Xu Menggui paled, the look in his eyes growing downcast.
Looking like a little white cabbage being bullied, he gave a glance at Bai Weiwei, not fearful, but disappointed.
Then he said, “Okay.”
Without the slightest hint of rebuttal or begging for mercy, he just accepted it.
But Bai Weiwei suddenly rushed forward to Xu Menggui’s side. She grabbed his fingers, and their fingers knitted together, becoming tightly intertwined.
Then she lifted her chin. “Dad, you can’t touch him.”
Bai Qingshui cursed. “Troublemaker. The first time he takes you out, he throws off your bodyguards, causing you to have an accident. He must have ulterior motives…”
Bai Weiwei smiled. Under the light of the chandelier, her smile was so beautiful that people couldn’t move their eyes away.
“I believe him. He is the man I chose.”
This sentence was powerful and resonating, yet soft like water.
Xu Menggui blankly lowered his head and saw that Bai Weiwei’s eyes were glittering with lights, as though filled with stars.
She noticed him staring at her, and she couldn’t help but turn her head to give him a mischievous wink.
A spirited look and a dazzling smile.
Xu Menggui felt a blow to his chest.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability: -10.】
Bai Qingshui said, outraged, “This is simply ‘a girl can’t be kept at home once grown.’ It’s just liking someone.”
Bai Weiwei immediately responded, dissatisfied. “Dad, you don’t care about me at all.”
Bai Qingshui smacked his chair in anger. “How have I not cared about you?”
Bai Weiwei stretched out her hand. “Look, it’s all bruised and painful, but you don’t care about where I got hurt. As soon as we arrive, you’re yelling about beating and killing. You don’t love me.”
Bai Qingshui, becoming anxious when he heard this, immediately stood up and grasped Bai Weiwei’s hand to take a look.
He immediately ordered, “Call over a doctor. Quickly have them take a look at Weiwei.”
Although the information that had been sent stated that Weiwei wasn’t seriously hurt.
The father cherished his daughter dearly. It truly was being overprotective1.
Bai Weiwei smiled triumphantly.
Xu Menggui saw this and found it a bit dazzling. His fingers couldn’t help curling tightly.
The doctor arrived.
Just as they were about to check on Bai Weiwei.
Bai Weiwei suddenly tugged on Xu Menggui and pushed him onto the sofa.
Xu Menggui, still immersed in the scene of Bai Qingshui and Bai Weiwei’s father-daughter affections, was in a gloomy mood.
When he was pulled over by Bai Weiwei and pressed down, his entire being suddenly came awake.
Before he could don a fake mask, Bai Weiwei had already started to pull open his clothes.
Xu Menggui stiffened. This eager?
But the next second, he realized he had thought in the wrong direction.
Bai Weiwei’s small hand softly stroked his back. “As I thought, it’s serious.”
In order to win Bai Weiwei’s trust, Xu Menggui truly had taken a beating.
His back was already bruised and bleeding, looking especially frightening.
Bai Weiwei promptly brought over the doctor, saying, “Hurry, take a look at him. Otherwise you’ll be buried with him.”
Saying such a ridiculous thing in this situation.
It made people break out in laughter.
Even Xu Menggui couldn’t help smiling.
What was the point of using such an absurd2 threat for this sort of wound?
But this sort of concern was genuine.
Xu Menggui had thought, she clearly had no wounds, yet she had to see a doctor.
He’d thought it was her princess complex acting up, but she had actually called for one for him.
Xu Menggui seldom received such goodwill, yet it was… from the daughter of his sworn enemy. It made his mood lift.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability: -5.】
The doctor pressed and prodded, applied an ointment, then applied gauze. “It didn’t damage the bone, so it’s not a major problem. Don’t let it come in contact with water for the next few days.”
Bai Weiwei nodded on the side, as though the doctor was talking to her.
Xu Menggui looked at her, his gaze complex.
1: 捧着都怕化了: Holding [one’s child] in the palm of one’s hand for fear of breaking. Part of a phrase describing parents who are overprotective and overly doting on their children.↩
2: 哭笑不得: to not know whether to laugh or cry.↩