After Transmigration: Unexpectedly Wed the Ruthless Tycoon
Chapter 35 He Has Gentleness Too

Chapter 35: Chapter 35 He Has Gentleness Too

The relationship between Wang Zongbing and Yan Zhen Guo seems quite good.

Logically, Yan Zhen Guo should help, but Gu Fuqiao really doesn’t want Yan Zhen Guo to help, especially after how Wang Mei treated her.

If she stays any longer, she’ll definitely be a menace.

The knocking on the door continues, growing more urgent with each hit, and Yan Zhen Guo goes out to answer it.

After glancing at Yan Zhen Guo’s back, Gu Fuqiao also gets out of bed and follows him out.

Opening the door, Zhang Hong looks anxiously at Yan Zhen Guo and says, "Brother Yan, you know my Xiao Mei. She’s always been a quiet, gentle girl. How could she do such a thing?"

A quiet, gentle girl? Gu Fuqiao couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh in her heart upon hearing that.

Indeed, she’s gentle but has no qualms when it comes to harming others.

Zhang Hong’s words are somewhat incoherent, and Wang Zongbing looks anxious too. After all, it’s his younger sister. He steps forward and says, "I heard from Old Zhang that Xiao Mei might have been drugged and framed. Zhen Guo, you saw it all. You must testify for my Xiao Mei if anything happens."

Gu Fuqiao thought Yan Zhen Guo would readily agree, but it turns out she was overthinking it.

"I’ve already told everything I saw to the superiors. As for the truth of the situation, I don’t know and can’t testify for Xiao Mei." Yan Zhen Guo said coldly.

Seeing Yan Zhen Guo’s stance, Wang Zongbing knew he was being refused and felt embarrassed to say more. Meanwhile, Zhang Hong, relentless, said, "Brother Yan, how can you be like this? Didn’t you see it all? Besides, who at our family compound doesn’t know that Xiao Mei likes you? How could she possibly do anything to Chen Yong, who’s a married man?"

Wang Zongbing hadn’t expected Zhang Hong to spill Wang Mei’s feelings in front of Yan Zhen Guo, making his face extremely unpleasant. He tugged at Zhang Hong’s sleeve, suppressing his anger and said, "Enough, aren’t there enough problems already?"

"What about me! Old Wang, Xiao Mei is your biological sister! I’m like an emperor not in a rush, but the eunuch is!" Zhang Hong angrily retorts to Wang Zongbing.

At her words, Wang Zongbing is left speechless, turning a guilty glance towards Gu Fuqiao.

Gu Fuqiao wasn’t the original owner of this life; if she were, she might have been trembling with rage.

Though she doesn’t like Yan Zhen Guo, Yan Zhen Guo is at least something the original owner could call her own.

"Sister-in-law Wang, like Chen Yong, I’m also a married man. And in front of my wife, it’s best not to speak nonsense about certain matters." Yan Zhen Guo said, taking a step back, "It’s late. We’re going to sleep now. We can discuss this once the results of the water test come back."

Having said that, Yan Zhen Guo ignored Wang Zongbing and Zhang Hong standing at the door, closing the door directly.

Gu Fuqiao was surprised at Yan Zhen Guo’s straightforward refusal of Wang Zongbing and Zhang Hong.

She had thought Yan Zhen Guo was a pushover who would agree to anything.

"Old Yan, I find you impressive," Gu Fuqiao said with a nod.

Old Yan?

Yan Zhen Guo frowned slightly, "Where did you learn that term?"

Some close friends used to call him Old Yan, but that was in the past. Since he was transferred to C City, no one has called him that.

He never expected that Gu Fuqiao would be the first to address him that way here.

But he had to admit, hearing "Old Yan" come from her lips was surprisingly pleasant.

Seeing Yan Zhen Guo looking at her in such a fixated way made Gu Fuqiao feel a chill.

The look in his eyes was somewhat akin to the big bad wolf in fairy tales.

Just as her unease grew, Yan Zhen Guo suddenly asked, "Is your foot still hurting?"

"How did you know my foot hurts?" Gu Fuqiao was slightly taken aback.

Yan Zhen Guo pursed his lips, "I stepped on you earlier."

Hearing Yan Zhen Guo’s reply, Gu Fuqiao almost burst into laughter, thinking, he still remembers stepping on me? It was as if nothing happened while he was on the dance floor.

"It’s alright, still a bit painful." Gu Fuqiao nodded.

"Come here." Yan Zhen Guo brought a chair under the fan, pulled the fan cord, and turned on the shaky fan.

Although wary of the shaky fan, she had no choice but to sit in the chair because it was too hot.

Seeing Yan Zhen Guo rummaging in the cabinet for something, she curiously asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Looking for some ointment." After finding a bottle of liniment, Yan Zhen Guo walked up to Gu Fuqiao.

He knelt in front of her and gently removed her leather shoes and socks.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Seeing her foot in Yan Zhen Guo’s hands made Gu Fuqiao feel a strange sensation, and she instinctively tried to pull it back.

But Yan Zhen Guo didn’t give her a chance; he tightened his grip on her ankle slightly.

"Don’t fuss. If you don’t want your foot to swell up and make visiting your parents impossible tomorrow, then go ahead and fuss." Yan Zhen Guo’s threatening words startled Gu Fuqiao.

Gu Fuqiao wasn’t familiar with the original owner’s family situation, only remembering that her family was wealthy, capitalist.

Beyond that, she knew nothing.

Gu Fuqiao ceased her struggles, watching as Yan Zhen Guo proficiently poured the liniment on her instep and ankle, then began to rub it in.

His years of holding a gun had given his hands a firm touch, rubbing her instep so skillfully that it made Yan Zhen Guo’s throat tighten slightly.

To Gu Fuqiao, this was somewhat torturous too.

The calloused fingers grazing her skin felt like ants crawling over her instep, tickling her.

Almost as if they tickled her heart too.

When Yan Zhen Guo switched to her other foot, Gu Fuqiao couldn’t bear it any longer. She quickly lifted both feet onto the chair.

Bending her knees, she said, "No need, I think I’ll do it myself! Applying some ointment is easy!"

"You won’t be able to rub it in." Yan Zhen Guo held onto the liniment, refusing to hand it to Gu Fuqiao, while his eyes followed her fair instep up to the ankle that peeked out from her pants.

How could rubbing it in be impossible! Seeing Yan Zhen Guo’s gaze, Gu Fuqiao understood.

This guy was outright taking advantage of her!

"Give me the liniment!" Gu Fuqiao insisted.

Yan Zhen Guo lifted his gaze, meeting her eyes and said, "You have two choices: one, I apply the ointment for you, or two, I apply the ointment for you."

Is there any difference between those two statements?

Silently swearing, Gu Fuqiao thought to herself, Yan Zhen Guo, you scoundrel!

There was absolutely no choice at all!