Quick Wear: Boss, she won again by doing nothing

Chapter 335: My Lord, Get As Far Away As You Can (59)

Xing Rong, who was being protected from front and back, was carried to Di Huan's room amidst the noise.

She and her couch were placed on the floor, making the already small room seem even more crowded.

Cui'er found a corner that looked cleaner with disgust, and stared at the pile of blood-stained cloth on the ground with a frown.

So disgusting!

The man on the bed was still wearing a mask on his face. He was gasping for breath and lying weakly on the bed, with wounds bandaged on his body.

His injuries did seem serious, as he had been severely punished by Han Shuangxue.

Seeing his miserable appearance at the moment, Xing Rong propped himself up proudly, his face filled with mockery and satisfaction.

"What do you think? Ugly bastard, I'm a man of my words. I said I'd make you look bad, and I won't let you go!"

Di Huan gasped for breath and turned his head weakly, looking at the girl lying on the couch opposite him.

There was no trace of guilt or pain in her eyes, only endless ridicule and complacency.

When did she start to be filled with only malice towards him, without any concern or kindness?

He doesn't remember...

Xing Yan sneered, "What? Are you in so much pain that you can't speak? Hahaha ~ You deserve it!"

Her mouth kept spewing sharp, piercing curses and sarcasm, like no matter how long she talked it wouldn't ease her mood.

Di Huan still lay there without saying a word, quietly listening to those malicious words directed at him without any rebuttal.

Old Deng didn't want to interrupt at first. This kid didn't listen to him, and he wanted to teach him a lesson. He wanted the little girl to scold him more, maybe she could scold him enough to wake him up.

Who knew that the girl would actually wink at him secretly? After being together for so long, he knew at a glance that she needed his cooperation.

His acting addiction immediately came up, and he was immersed in the role in a second, "Alright! I'm still sitting here! Are you pretending that I don't exist?"

"No matter how you put it, I am still a guest invited by your Prime Minister's Mansion! Why do you keep insulting my disciple in front of me?"

Xing Rong immediately pointed his gun at Elder Deng, "What? Do you think you're so great as a mediocre doctor? If you can't stand it, just get out of here!"

Elder Deng: "If the Prime Minister's Mansion doesn't welcome me, you could have said so earlier! I'm not someone who has nowhere to go, there's no need for you to insult me ​​here!"

"My disciple is still by your side, protecting you regardless of anything else! If you really don't like my disciple, I will take him away right now!"

Old Deng was indignant and spoke up for Di Huan, speaking up for him.

He turned sideways and let Dihuan put a hand on his shoulder, helping him up with difficulty.

He started breathing heavily before he even stood up. He was old and couldn't even help someone.

In order to maintain his unyielding spirit, he decided to continue speaking.

"Oh, Miss Han, my disciple is at least the deputy general of the Xuanwu Army appointed by the emperor himself. He is no longer your bodyguard. Remember to speak politely in the future!"

Xing Rong said disdainfully, "He protects me? How can he protect me? I was very safe at Uncle Zhang's place yesterday. Do I still need his protection?"

"Uncle Zhang and Aunt Princess are both very kind to me, how could they possibly hurt me?"

"Even if Uncle Zhang really wants to hurt me, do you think that ugly guy like him can protect me?"

Xing Rong sneered at what Deng Lao said, with great disdain, as if everything he said was a joke.

Di Huan stared at her silently, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, leaving only lifeless eyes.

Xing Rong ignored the oppressive aura emanating from Di Huan, raised his chin, and began to show off with great pride, thinking that he was the best and most powerful person.