Chapter 1143: 1143 Heather of the Other Shore Flower Sea (167)
His intense desire had already been conveyed to her through his gaze. Heather suddenly lifted her leg, prepared to sweep it across him, but Nian Shen abruptly held it down.
His strength far exceeded hers; she was genuinely overpowered by Nian Shen!
She kept repeating in her mind: He’s not Ah Nian, he’s not Ah Nian!
However, the sensations in her body told a different story.
For a mont, Heather forgot to resist. Despite repeatedly telling herself he wasn’t the person she knew, her body refused to obey—what on earth was going on?
"Nian Shen!" She frowned at him, shouting his na loudly while also trying to remind herself of that fact. "I’m Heather! Not Qu Leqi!"
"I know!" His gaze was stern as he looked at her.
Of course, he knew.
"Then why won’t you let go of ?" Heather stared at him, trembling with anger. "I don’t care who you are—I’ll kill you! I’m not joking!"
Perhaps her warning had struck a chord. In that intense showdown of gazes, one of them finally conceded.
Nian Shen ultimately loosened his grip on her and rose from the bed.
Knowing he had given up, Heather no longer attacked him.
Perhaps it was just the sudden surge of hormones that got the better of him, causing him to lose control.
She considered saying sothing—his imnse strength didn’t seem like that of an injured person. Could he have been pretending to be hurt to deceive her? But as she sat up, she saw his back as he stepped off the bed. The wound on his back, which had just been bandaged, was now bleeding again.
Clearly, he had exerted too much effort earlier, causing the wound to rupture and bleed further.
Heather was suddenly at a loss for words.
Was he willing to risk his life just to take advantage of her?
She sighed and said to his back, "Co back here, would you? Hold on while I re-bandage it for you."
"No need," his voice returned to that cold, detached tone. "I’m not done living yet—I don’t want to die."
Heather didn’t know how to respond to that.
Seriously, what kind of reaction was that?
She hadn’t seduced him or anything...
Gradually, it seed the noise outside had completely disappeared.
Earlier, she hadn’t been paying attention to what was going on outside, so she had no idea when they had all left. She opened the door to check—only Yi Yang remained. She glanced at the now-empty corridor and asked, "Did you send everyone off?"
"They’re all gone."
"Even our Miss Qu left?"
"Yes, she left too," Yi Yang replied, "storming away in a huff."
As he finished speaking, he chuckled, a glimr sparking in his eyes.
Heather narrowed her eyes at him. "What are you laughing at?"
Could it be... had he overheard everything that happened inside?
Yi Yang was oblivious to Heather’s murderous glare and kept grinning as he said, "Miss Qu got mad because the one Mr. Nian ultimately pulled into the room was you, not her. She must’ve been simring with rage, trying to suppress it in front of the dia, only to leave with an excuse she made up. I bet she’s fuming—might throw a tantrum the mont she steps out."
"Oh..." So it was about that. "Given her temper, yeah, likely. My nose itches... she must’ve cursed
again."
"Still... an itchy nose isn’t only a sign of being cursed. It could also an soone’s thinking about you."
Soone... thinking about her?
Ah Nian?
She spaced out briefly, and another face flashed through her mind—Nian Shen!
"..." Could it be... right now, in the bathroom... he’s fantasizing about her?
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