Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

Chapter 141 I'm not a scoundrel, I'm your man

Just as Zhan Guiting was about to call Assistant Gu to ask him to check Wen Zijin's whereabouts, a black figure suddenly stumbled towards them, clutching an injured arm. Several long streaks of blood slid down his arm, congealing on it without a single drop falling to the ground, though blood was still trickling down in small amounts.

"Zijin!"

Zhan Guiting recognized Wen Zijin at a glance and rushed forward to hug her, his face full of worry.

Wen Zijin heard a familiar voice, and even the embrace felt so familiar.

She looked up abruptly and saw Zhan Guiting. What was he doing here? What was he doing here?

Once Wen Zijing realized what was happening, she pushed him away, her bloodshot eyes warning, "Get away from me, don't touch me."

Zhan Guiting tilted his head helplessly, and without saying a word, he picked her up and hoisted her onto his shoulder. Then he went to enter the password, and to his surprise, it worked every time.

The door opened.

The password is the triplets' birthdays.

"Let go, you bastard, believe me or not I'll kill you!"

With Zhan Guiting carrying her and her arm shot, Wen Zijing was truly powerless to resist and could only fight back with words.

Zhan Guiting ignored her and turned a deaf ear, carrying Wen Zijin into the room. He carefully laid her down on the bed and said softly, "Behave yourself and tell me where the medicine box is."

The man asked as he went to look for it.

Wen Zijin glared fiercely at Zhan Guiting, stubbornly refusing to speak.

However, Zhan Guiting quickly found the medicine box.

Her tidying habits remain exactly the same as before, without any change.

The man, holding a medicine box, sat on the edge of the bed, preparing to apply medicine and bandage her wounds.

"Dog man!"

Wen Zijin glared at him and cursed him fiercely.

The man wasn't annoyed. As he took things out of the first-aid kit, he laughed and said, "I'm not a dog of a man, I'm your man."

"Get out!" Wen Zijin shouted angrily.

This man is all smooth talk; I was fooled in the first place because of his smooth talk and his devilishly handsome face.

Zhan Guiting smiled and bent down to apply medicine to her. "Be good, bear with it, it will hurt a little."

"Get away from me. Don't touch me with your hands that have touched other women. I find them disgusting." Wen Zijin dodged away in disgust.

"Wen Zijin! Don't force me to use force!"

The man's eyes flashed with anger, but after thinking for a moment, his expression softened.

"Sweetie, after the medicine is applied, I'll tell you some good news, okay?" Zhan Guiting coaxed him like a child.

"Your good news may not be good news for me."

"Don't worry, it definitely is, and it's good news that will make you happy for the rest of your life."

While they were talking, Zhan Guiting quickly applied medicine to Wen Zijin.

By the time Wen Zijin realized what was happening, the application of the medicine was already finished.

Damn it, my thoughts have wandered off course. If this were a mission, I'd be dead eight hundred times over.

This man is still so charming; every move he makes and every word he utters can steal a person's soul.

Zhan Guiting gently bandaged the wound on her arm with gauze.

Just as Zhan Guiting was about to speak, suddenly, "beep beep beep..." the sound of a door opening came from downstairs.

The man frowned. Wen Zijin lived alone, so how could someone know her door code?

Not long after, a tall man walked in.

"Jinjin, I bought you your favorite fruit, and..."

When Ji Yuanlu saw Zhan Guiting, he was stunned, and his heart skipped a beat. However, thinking that he was more likely to become the master of this place in the future, he quickly regained his confidence and asked, "Mr. Zhan, what brings you here?"

"Oh, he trespassed. I was just about to call the police."

Ha, trespassing? Zhan Guiting gritted his teeth in anger. This woman was as infuriating as ever.

Ji Yuanlu lowered his head and smiled, knowing that Wen Zijin was joking.

“Mr. Zhan, Ji Yuanlu will take care of me. You can go now.”

Wen Zijing merely glanced indifferently at Zhan Guiting and shooed him away, then smiled and looked at Ji Yuanlu, chatting happily with him.

Ji Yuanlu glanced at Zhan Guiting, whose gloomy face and knife-like eyes made him feel that he was bold enough to pursue Zhan's ex-wife in front of Zhan.

When Ji Yuanlu turned to look at Wen Zijin again, he suddenly noticed the injury on her arm and his face turned pale with anxiety. "Jinjin, what happened to your arm?"

"It's nothing, just a minor scratch," Wen Zijin said with a smile, looking at Ji Yuanlu.

Seeing Wen Zijing smiling so happily, as if she were being coquettish, Zhan Guiting looked away, put his hands on his hips, and his chest heaved in anger.

"Mr. Zhan, you should leave now. My friend is taking care of me, so don't worry."

Wen Zijin looked at Zhan Guiting, deliberately emphasizing the word "friend".

"Then don't bother me."

Zhan Guiting felt a lump in his throat, but since they had already told him to leave, he had no choice but to turn around and go home to take care of his child. It was better than staying here and feeling resentful.

After taking only a few steps, the image of Wen Zijin and Ji Yuanlu chatting happily appeared in his mind. The more Zhan Guiting thought about it, the angrier he became. How dare they make him jealous!

does not exist!

The man immediately turned around, pounced on Wen Zijin, cupped her round head in his large hand, lifted her up, and forcefully kissed her.

Ji Yuanlu stared wide-eyed, stunned on the spot. A surge of hatred emanated from within, and his hands, hanging at his sides, clenched into fists, making a "crunching" sound, with the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

Zhan Guiting has excellent kissing skills; it's easy for someone to fall for him.

Wen Zijing was no exception. After a long while, she finally realized what was happening and bit Zhan Guiting.

"hiss……"

Zhan Guiting stood up, wiped the corner of his mouth where blood was seeping out, but he smiled and said to Ji Yuanlu, "See that? My woman, Zhan Guiting's woman, is the mother of my child! You dare to covet one and see what happens."

The man's sharp eyes stared at Ji Yuanlu, asserting his dominance.

Who dares to steal Zhan Guiting's woman! Just try!

Zhan Guiting got up from the bed, glanced at Ji Yuanlu, and turned to leave.

Watching Zhan Guiting's departing figure, Wen Zijin felt a mix of emotions.

"Um, I'm sorry, I used you as a shield. How about I treat you to dinner?" Wen Zijin apologized to Ji Yuanlu.

"It's okay, I volunteered to be your shield."

Ji Yuanlu originally intended to stay and cook for Wen Zijin; he had already bought all the ingredients. However, when he thought about how Zhan Guiting had just forcibly kissed Wen Zijin without any aversion or even a slight response from her, he hesitated.

Wen Zijin's battle against Gui Ting seems to still have feelings for him.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and decided that he should leave first and calm down.

"I just remembered I have something to do, so I'll have to go now. If you need anything, remember to call me."

"Okay." Wen Zijin nodded.

Ji Yuanlu turned and left, but his heart felt as if a hole had been ripped open, bleeding profusely, and the pain made it hard for him to breathe.