Extraordinary Soldier King in the City
Chapter 125: The Guilty Chen Feng

In her hands, she still carried a medical kit.

Seeing this, Chen Feng instantly understood everything.

So Miss Lin was going to dress his wound.

Thinking of this, a warm feeling rose in Chen Feng’s heart.

Lin Mengyao, carrying the medical kit, walked up to Chen Feng. Seeing him staring at her, she rolled her eyes at Chen Feng and said with a slightly red face,

"Don’t get me wrong, I’m not doing this because I care about you! I’m just worried that if you bleed too much, the floor will get dirty later, and then I’ll have to clean it. It’s very troublesome!"

Although she said this, anyone could see the deep concern in her eyes.

It was just that she, always proud and cold, was unwilling to admit it, so she found such a lame excuse.

Chen Feng knew this too and grinned without saying a word.

Lin Mengyao placed the medical kit on the coffee table, took out the gauze, disinfectant alcohol, and cotton balls, then turned around, and with a reddening face said, "You... you take off your clothes!"

"Oh!" Chen Feng nodded, obediently took off his blood-stained black T-shirt, and then proceeded to unfasten his belt.

Seeing this, Lin Mengyao paused and quickly stopped him, "Why are you taking off your belt?"

"Didn’t you tell me to take off my clothes?" Chen Feng grinned, teasingly said.

"I told you to only take off your shirt!" Lin Mengyao rolled her eyes at Chen Feng and said impatiently.

"I thought you meant for me to take everything off, I was actually feeling a bit shy!" Chen Feng said with a laugh.

Lin Mengyao rolled her eyes in response.

You’re shy? I bet you were dying to take all your clothes off!

If I had delayed even a second longer in stopping you, you would have already taken off your trousers!

"Tch! Pervert!" Lin Mengyao spat lightly, then squatted down next to Chen Feng.

Looking at the three long, startling cuts on Chen Feng’s body, Lin Mengyao’s face turned pale, her beautiful eyes filled with distress.

Although Chen Feng had spoken lightly earlier, claiming they were just superficial wounds, Lin Mengyao knew it must have hurt a lot.

She quickly opened the disinfectant, poured some onto a cotton ball, and began carefully disinfecting Chen Feng’s wounds.

Trying not to cause him pain, Lin Mengyao hardly dared to press hard; she dabbed the alcohol very gently and earnestly onto the wounds.

Chen Feng lowered his head to look at Lin Mengyao’s serious, gentle demeanor and was quite amazed.

Because the Lin Mengyao right now was completely different from the haughty, cold Miss Lin he was used to.

Chen Feng really didn’t expect Lin Mengyao to have this side.

But he had to admit, Lin Mengyao was quite charming at that moment.

This made Chen Feng sigh internally.

Wouldn’t it be nice if Lin Mengyao could always treat him like this?

Thinking this, Chen Feng shook his head and smiled to himself, because that was obviously impossible.

Soon, Lin Mengyao finished disinfecting his wounds.

Lin Mengyao seemed to notice Chen Feng’s intense gaze; she looked up, catching Chen Feng’s eyes fixed on her and her face turned red. She fiercely rolled her eyes at him and asked coldly, "Do I look good?"

"Not bad," Chen Feng nodded, his face innocent as if discussing something normal.

"Pervert, I can’t deal with you anymore!" Lin Mengyao huffed and was about to leave with the gauze.

Chen Feng quickly grabbed Lin Mengyao, pointed at the wounds on his body, and made a pitiful face, saying, "Come on, Miss Lin, can you really bear to watch my blood slowly drain away?"

"Let it dry up. That way, there’d be one less pervert in society!" Lin Mengyao rolled her eyes at Chen Feng and said.

Although she spoke like that, she still came back and continued to bandage Chen Feng.

Chen Feng smiled slightly.

Actually, deep down, Lin Mengyao was very kind-hearted; it was just that she was used to being haughty, so she was a bit stubborn in her words.

Chen Feng looked at Lin Mengyao, who was earnestly bandaging his wounds, and a sense of guilt gradually rose in his heart.

After all, the marriage agreement between him and Lin Mengyao was not mutual.

He had agreed to marry Lin Mengyao just to rejoin the Dragon Group, which was very unfair to Lin Mengyao.

Without him, Lin Mengyao would definitely be able to find her own happiness in the future.

But his presence meant that Lin Mengyao’s life would be entangled with his.

Marrying someone who didn’t love her, nor did she love him, was undoubtedly the most tragic thing for Lin Mengyao.

Thus Chen Feng felt guilty; he could say he ruined Lin Mengyao’s future, yet he couldn’t change it.

Because to rejoin the Dragon Group, he had to marry Lin Mengyao!

"Um... I’m sorry!" Chen Feng dropped his smile, and looking seriously at Lin Mengyao, he said.

"Don’t look anymore!" Lin Mengyao rolled her eyes and pouted.

"I’m not apologizing for just now!" Chen Feng shook his head and explained.

"Huh? Then what for?" Lin Mengyao asked, puzzled.

"Our marriage agreement!" Chen Feng took a deep breath and stated apologetically.

Lin Mengyao, hearing this, was taken aback, her eyes filled with surprise.

She hadn’t expected Chen Feng to apologize for that.

"It’s too late to talk about this now!" Lin Mengyao shook her head, her expression somewhat complex.

"Yeah, it’s too late. I can’t defy my grandfather’s orders, and you can’t defy your sister’s and your father’s orders!" Chen Feng sighed.

"Yes!" Lin Mengyao nodded.

"I’m really sorry, for ruining your future. But rest assured, I will definitely make it up to you in the future!" Chen Feng earnestly promised.

Lin Mengyao was stunned for a moment, a hint of loss flickering in her eyes, then swiftly packed up the unused gauze, saying, "Alright, I’m done bandaging. I’m going to go upstairs and sleep now!"