Chapter 21: The Wolfdog Who Speaks Sweet Words

The familiar touch of the fabric on my fingertips made me feel at ease. I hugged Xie Yan, and my face rubbed gently against his shoulder, just like we had been intimate many times in the past.

Xie Yan's body, which was holding me, paused for a moment. Just when I thought he was going to let go, Xie Yan hugged me even tighter with doubled strength. His face buried deeper into the crook of my neck, and then I heard his hoarse voice whispering in a low tone.

"Mianmian, I'm sorry. I'm late."

Hearing Xie Yan's slightly hoarse voice, I felt even more uncomfortable. At this moment, he looked up at me, and I clearly saw that his once bright and lively eyes had lost their former luster.

I knew he was worried about me.

"Xie Yan, where have you been?" I still remembered Xu Qiang's words. Although I didn't want to doubt Xie Yan, I couldn't help it.

After I finished speaking, I raised my eyes and met Xie Yan's gaze. His expression was still gloomy, but when he heard my question, he frowned slightly.

Then his brows instantly relaxed, and Xie Yan said, "I went to a friend to buy some medicine."

"What kind of medicine?" Xu Qiang suddenly interjected.

As Xu Qiang's voice fell, I saw a flash of impatience in Xie Yan's eyes. It was only after Xie Yan noticed my gaze that he restrained himself.

Xie Yan looked at me, and his voice was still gentle. "The doctor said that the poison of the datura flower requires a special kind of serum, so I went out to buy it."

"Okay." I nodded, having no intention of asking further.

However, Xu Qiang on the side persisted, "I saw you killing someone from a distance. He called you Mr. Xie. You two knew each other. Did you kill him for this woman?"

The temperature in the ward dropped suddenly. Xie Yan coldly turned his head and glanced at Xu Qiang, his tone icy cold. "Sorry, we don't know each other."

Xu Qiang was about to say something more when Xie Yan suddenly straightened up and walked up to Xu Qiang. He looked down at Xu Qiang from a height. "I don't care what you saw. This is not something you should say."

Xie Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Xu Qiang disdainfully. His tall and straight figure loomed over Xu Qiang like a huge mountain. I clearly saw Xu Qiang tremble all over.

So this was what it was like when Xie Yan was angry?

I nervously pinched the corner of the quilt, feeling a faint sense of fear in my heart.

"Mianmian." Xie Yan sat back beside me and soothed me. "Don't listen to his nonsense."

I looked at Xie Yan. His cold face was tinged with weariness, but his eyes were still gentle when he looked at me. My heart softened, and I didn't ask any more questions.

The doctor quickly injected the medicine for me.

The reaction between the medicine and the poison made white lights flash continuously before my eyes. I let my hand drop feebly, and immediately my hand was held by Xie Yan. His chest holding me was warm and firm, and all of this made me start to feel at ease.

The journey home took a full three and a half hours. Xie Yan kept holding my hand. Occasionally, when I felt scared, he would hug me tightly. He chatted with me or told some strange and interesting stories to distract my attention.

After we got home, Xie Yan ran a bath for me. The hot water in the bathtub rippled in circles as I moved, and I gradually relaxed and felt sleepy.

Before I knew it, I actually fell asleep. But at this moment, suddenly there was a loud bang from somewhere, which woke me up.

I waved my hands instinctively as if to resist, and ran out of the bathroom shouting in a panic.

Fear followed me like a shadow. I could only hug Xie Yan tightly. At this time, the images described by Xu Qiang kept flashing in my mind.

Looking at Xie Yan walking towards me, I suddenly burst into tears.

I held Xie Yan's arm tightly, and my body pressedrestlesslyagainst his side. I tried my best to hold back my fear and asked Xie Yan, "Did you kill Mr. Wang? And why did he say that you could smell my scent and find me? And..."

Xie Yan was taken aback when he heard my words, and his eyes were dull.

He was silent for a moment, and then he gently kissed my forehead, his voice helpless and gentle. "Mianmian, did you have a nightmare? It's okay. I'm here."

"But..." I was about to say something more when I saw Xie Yan staring behind me.

Was there something there?

My body stiffened. Xie Yan immediately noticed and comforted me, "You're already an adult. Why did you come out without drying your hair?"

Hair?

Only when Xie Yan mentioned it did I remember that I had no intention of caring about my hair when I was running for my life just now. If Xie Yan hadn't brought it up now, I wouldn't even have noticed that my hair was still dripping water.

The cotton bath towel stuck to my skin, feeling sticky and uncomfortable. Looking at Xie Yan's concerned and helpless eyes, I suddenly felt that I had thought too much.

The atmosphere was ambiguous and awkward. I let out a long breath and adjusted my emotions.

"I heard a loud bang." I said.

"It was a vase." Xie Yan explained with a faint smile. "I wanted to get the vase, but I accidentally broke it."

As Xie Yan said this, he picked me up and turned around. I saw in the mirror that Xie Yan was looking at me with full tenderness. I suddenly felt a sweet feeling in my heart. The fragrance of the shower gel lingered in my nose, and Xie Yan's voice came from behind me, "It's okay. I'm here."

The hair dryer hummed. I saw in the mirror that Xie Yan lowered his head, gently lifted my hair with his fingertips, and dried it bit by bit with the hair dryer.

It seemed that he noticed me looking at him. Xie Yan slowly raised his head and looked at me.

When I met Xie Yan's serious eyes, my heart suddenly started to beat faster. I felt flustered and turned my head to avoid his gaze, but I heard his soft laughter behind me.

I pursed my lips, and my cheeks were burning. "Why do you have to be so handsome?"

"Do you like it?" Xie Yan's tone was light. He just looked at me through the mirror. His face had distinct features, his eyes were deep, and under his straight nose was a smiling mouth. I suddenly felt a bit angry and asked Xie Yan, "Do you smile at other people like this usually?"

Hearing my words, Xie Yan was taken aback, and then he smiled even more brightly. He held my long hair with one hand, then leaned his face closer to me, and with the other hand, he lifted my chin and turned my face towards him.

Xie Yan looked at me and said seriously, "In the whole world, only my Mrs. Xie can see me like this."

Here it was again.

When this handsome big wolfdog spoke sweet words, it was simply like robbing someone of their life.

My heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out. I deliberately turned my face away and didn't look at him. I raised my eyes and was about to say that Xie Yan was being self-indulgent, but then I saw a few drops of bright red on the side of Xie Yan's arm.

Was Xie Yan cut by the fragments of the vase?

Thinking of this, I turned around and pulled Xie Yan's arm to take a look. There were seven or eight red spots scattered on his white shirt.

Although they had already dried up, I could tell that these were the marks of blood.

"Are you hurt?"

I asked nervously, and my eyes kept looking back and forth at Xie Yan. Xie Yan was also taken aback when he heard my words, and then he followed my gaze and saw the bloodstains on his clothes.