Triplets: Daddy, Please Pamper Us Lightly
Chapter 623 - 622: Are You Interested in Her?_1

Chapter 623: Chapter 622: Are You Interested in Her?_1

Linxi noticed King’s resistance and sought a graceful exit, thinking that she would have another opportunity in the future.

"King, I just wanted to tell you that I have never thought less of you. Rest assured, I will find a solution to help you recover as soon as possible. I’ll go set up the equipment now, join me as soon as you’re done treating your wounds."

"Fine!" the man responded absentmindedly, his attention drifting towards the woman who was carefully applying medication to his wounds.

Ling kept her head down, but her mind was filled with retorts.

What didn’t work?

Earlier in the car, she saw that he was quite "functional". Why was he suddenly not now?

However, seeing Linxi’s deflated demeanor, she felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in her heart!

Looking at the two of them in the same frame, Linxi felt an uncomfortable sensation in her heart.

But she was certain that King was into women.

He wouldn’t suddenly change his orientation. Could it be her possessiveness that was leading her to make unfounded assumptions?

After Linxi left, Ling spoke with an acrid tone: "You really are a ladies’ man. There are so many women throwing themselves at you, let alone your beautiful fiancée at home. It’s really enviable."

King grabbed Ling’s arm and asked in a gloomy tone, "Are you jealous of me, or are you attracted to her?"

Ling: ...

Is he insane!

Who would dare to be attracted to his fiancée? That’s just asking for death.

"I value my life. I’m not looking for death!"

King’s expression softened slightly: "I certainly hope so."

After she had finished treating his wounds, Ling was still not willing to give up. She reached out to touch the scar on his chest - she needed to physically examine him in order to make a determination.

But King was one step ahead, quickly putting on his shirt.

As he watched his slender fingers fasten the buttons on his shirt, Ling felt only one thing: why did this man look so alluring, even when he was just buttoning up his shirt?

Perhaps Ling’s scrutiny was too direct, and the man couldn’t help but amuse himself by grasping her collar and pulling her closer.

"Are you staring at me so intently because you’re entertaining some inappropriate thoughts?"

Ling suddenly found her breathing quicken, due to the uncomfortably close proximity.

She must be insane. This man was clearly very dangerous. Why did she keep forgetting to be on her guard?

She couldn’t afford to make this mistake again!

Ling’s gaze turned frosty. The syringe she had concealed in her sleeve could now serve its purpose.

But King had anticipated her. Before she could inject him in the neck, he sent her flying backwards with a kick.

His wheelchair also skimmed backward due to inertia, only stopping when it hit the edge of a table.

The two were some distance apart now, each feeling a bit safer.

"Want to kill me?"

"Who in the world doesn’t want to take you down?"

Ling nonchalantly tossed her syringe into a porcelain bowl nearby.

King nodded: "It seems you both love me and hate me. I understand! After all, I’m so outstanding, it’s hard for you not to have feelings."

Ling had been relatively calm, but this narcissistic remark was simply too much to bear.

"Are you sick! I’m into women. How could I possibly be attracted to you!"

Perhaps it was the conviction in her voice or the clear rejection in her eyes, but whatever it was, it struck a nerve in King, which annoyed him!

"Really? Then I must see if you truly like women, or are just saying one thing while thinking another."

What does he mean by that?

Ling regarded King warily.

But he didn’t continue their conversation, instead, he maneuvered his wheelchair towards the door.

"What are you waiting for? Follow me!"