Dating My Scumbag Ex's Uncle Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Injury

Translator: Lonelytree

“Well, why aren’t you saying anything?” Nan Yang prompted. Her interest was piqued.

I said timidly, “Teacher would smack on my palm if I fail to morize the things he told to. He would only hit my left hand because I need to write with my right.”

Li Yuan and Nan Yang looked at each other before they both smiled. Li Yuan began, “This Jing Tian sure is creative.”

Nan Yang concurred, “7th uncle does live up to his reputation. He’s really rciless.”

Li Yuan was beaming with joy. “It is as they say, spare the rod and spoil the child. I need to thank Jing Tian for educating you for .”

Nan Yang asked, “Are you the only one getting beat? Or does Jing Ni get hit as well?”

I shook my head. “5th Miss is very clever, she always manages to get her howork done.”

Nan Yang scoffed with derision.

Li Yuan probed, “Does that an Jing Ni’s results have improved?”

Nan Yang said with condescension, “She’s in the arts class. How hard is it to improve her result?” Li Yuan cackled along with her daughter.

Suddenly Nan Yang said with concern, “Does this an that you don’t have ti for gas anymore? Are there still people coming to you to get you help train their characters for them?”

I nodded. “There are but teacher keeps a close watch on . My phone is also getting outdated so I can’t accept too many cases these days.”

Nan Yang’s eyes brightened. “Dad just bought a new phone, I don’t have much use for it so you can have it. Perhaps you can help other people train their characters professionally in the future. Then it wouldn’t have mattered if you get into university or not. I’ll have dad discuss with 7th uncle to give you more ti to play gas, after all, we have to balance work and rest.”

I was delighted. “Really? Thank you, big sister!”

Nan Yang smiled satisfactorily.

Li Yuan and Nan Yang were more professional than most evil step mothers and sisters portrayed in movies and stories. The highest form of abuse was not to beat the child but to raise them into wastrels.

In my previous life, I was a real wastrel, and a pawn, a wastrel who was willing to be their pawn.

I didn’t even et my father ‘who missed dearly’. I was given a few painkillers before Li Yuan chased out from the house. At least I got a new phone out of it.

Once I was out of their sight, I logged onto the internet with my new phone. I noticed I’ve received a new email. “Who are you?”

Funny, I also want to know who am I. Well, a response is better than none.?

I replied to the ssage, ‘How did Tong Huan and her husband die? There’s reward for the answer.’

The reply soon ca, ‘What kind of reward?’

I took a deep breath and typed in word by word. ‘The Nan Group.’

‘Who exactly are you?’

I stopped replying.

As long as they wanted to, the other party could easily reach . It could be my mother’s friend or enemy, either way, I wanted to et them. Because I wanted to know the truth.

Putting down the phone, I took out my English papers and started scrolling through them. The alarm clock rang when I finished my last paper. I frowned.?This is not fast enough. I need to improve myself further.?

I stretched and stood up to exercise. It was already 2 am. I planned to go downstairs to grab sothing light and then go to bed.

As I walked down the stairs, I heard movent coming from the front door.?Jing Tian cos back ho so late every night? Since I’m already here, I should wait for him and bid him good night. The last thing I see tonight will be Jing Tian, that’s quite nice.?

When the front door swung open, I was stunned. Jiang Tian stood at the door covered in blood.

Oh my God!?I hurried towards him. “Are you injured? Where are you hurt? Who did this to you?” I reached out to check his injury.

Jing Tian must have been shocked because it was not until my hands reached under his shirt that he grabbed my wrist to stop . “I’m fine!” His voice was weak.

I forced myself to calm down and helped him to the sofa. “Sit down and tell where you’re injured. Should we go to the hospital? Tell the doctor to get here?”

In my previous life, Jing Tian had been injured many tis because of . But what about this ti? Who would have targeted him in this life? And why?

I carefully helped him take off his suit jacket. The light-colored jacket was already half-soaked in blood.

I could tell where he was injured from the blood stains on the jacket. I looked at his abdon. The blood around the abdon was extrely dark.

I knelt in front of him and placed my hand on his abdon. I asked in a trembling voice, “Does it hurt?”

Tears fell uncontrollably from my eyes.

Jing Tian’s eyes lowered to my face and he sighed. “I’m fine, don’t worry. Lin Ran will be here soon.”

Kneeling there, I didn’t know what to do. “Is there anything I can do? Please, anything.”

“...A glass of water will be nice,” Jing Tian mumbled.

I stood up and rushed into the kitchen like a wind. I poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him.

Jing Tian accepted it and gulped it down.

“Why isn’t Lin Ran here yet? Why is he taking so long?” I paced anxiously around in the living room.