After a Disabled Alpha Marked a Yandere Female Lead - Chapter 45

Chapter 45: VIP

After listening to Jiang Yun’s account, Wei Yi fell into a long silence. To make sure she hadn’t misunderstood, she confirmed with a surprised expression, “You mean she was conscious for the entire night?”

Jiang Yun thought for a moment. “Yes.”

“And you didn’t know she was hurt?”

Wei Yi looked at Jiang Yun’s expression, and her feelings at this moment could be summed up in four words: utterly inhuman! If not for Zhu Qingluo’s appearance, she would never have imagined this side of Jiang Yun. Although the other party was likely hiding some facts, it was enough to get a glimpse of the “tragic situation” at the time.

Of course, in front of a client, it wasn’t appropriate for Wei Yi to show a blaming emotion. She knew what Jiang Yun wanted to ask. “By all logic, Miss Zhu should not have suffered a secondary injury…” Wei Yi searched for the right professional terms in her mind. Even after the events of last night, the impact on her disabled legs would have been minimal. From the very beginning, the chances of a successful treatment were slim.

After careful consideration, Wei Yi said tactfully, “My abilities are limited, and I am not a doctor who specializes in this field, so I dare not make a judgment easily.” Finally, as she walked past Jiang Yun, she paused and said earnestly, “If there is hope in front of you, it is always better than having none.”

Wei Yi’s meaning was clear: she should seek a more skilled person. Jiang Yun thought for a while. She looked in the direction Wei Yi had left, and a name surfaced in her mind. That person, regardless of their personal character or ability, was an outstanding doctor. Perhaps she could give it a try.

Jiang Yun made up her mind and got up from the living room. Since the doctor had left, the Jiang household returned to its quiet state. Two days later, in the afternoon, the highly efficient housekeeper wheeled in a brand new wheelchair. It was identical to the old one.

Zhu Qingluo was sitting on the balcony, basking in the sun. The paleness of her face had given way to a bit of color. The housekeeper parked the wheelchair beside her and said in a formal tone, “Miss Jiang said that if you don’t like it, we can change the style. There are more material options available on the market.”

“Leave it,” Zhu Qingluo said indifferently, turning her head back. She squinted slightly. In the sunlight, her eyelashes were distinct, and a pale golden light enveloped her shoulders. Her entire being felt peaceful and serene. The housekeeper must have been given instructions because she didn’t say another word. After completing his task, the housekeeper assigned a maid to look after her and quietly left.

Perhaps it was the effect of the sun, but after a short while, Zhu Qingluo’s body gradually warmed up. She felt a long-lost sense of ease, from the inside out. She couldn’t help but let out a long sigh of relief and pulled up the thin blanket on her knees. On the surface, there was no sign of injury. In fact, what Dr. Wei said was right. Zhu Qingluo gently put the blanket down, her face revealing nothing. She could now be sure of one thing: Jiang Yun’s memory of that night was indeed incomplete.

She had fallen, but it wasn’t as serious as it looked. In the midst of the chaos and darkness, it was Jiang Yun who had gone mad, making a mess that couldn’t be cleaned up. Judging from this sudden incident, she probably knew the reason for the original character’s eventual madness. Jiang Yun didn’t decide to die together after being provoked by other alphas. The signs were there from the very beginning.

Even so, when she thought about what Jiang Yun had gone through in the past, Zhu Qingluo’s thoughts were suddenly cut off. An unwarranted cloud of gloom enveloped her heart, and a sense of pity and tenderness emerged. If she hadn’t been coveted by some ill-intentioned scoundrels, Jiang Yun would still be as carefree and proud as she was now.

For the past two days, her mind had been occupied with these thoughts. Her feelings for Jiang Yun were becoming more and more complicated, which meant that while her physical injuries had almost healed, she was still mentally a little listless. This obviously led others to misunderstand, thinking that she was still immersed in her own world and afraid to be approached.

As she was deep in thought, a shadow suddenly fell over her. A faint scent wafted into her nose, and then she heard a voice from above her head. “What are you thinking about?”

Without her knowing, Jiang Yun had appeared beside her. She must have just returned from the company. She was in a crisp, fitted black suit that made her look even taller. The metal earrings between her thick strands of hair moved slightly, sparkling with a charming luster. Zhu Qingluo turned her face and just glanced at her. Because of what happened, there was a gap between them, and the subtle atmosphere lingered whenever they were together. For her, seeing Jiang Yun would always bring up the image of her that night—her uncontrollable madness and frenzy. There was still a lingering fear in her heart.

On the other hand, it was easy to guess how Jiang Yun felt: guilt. Zhu Qingluo didn’t think this was a bad thing. At least, it seemed that her plan to escape the Jiang family had failed, and the “solution” Jiang Yun had proposed was so outrageous that no normal person could have come up with it. Now, she could only passively accept it.

The air was silent for a moment. In the bright sunlight, Jiang Yun looked at her with a calm and composed posture. Then, she did something unexpected. The shadow she cast disappeared, and the soft, clear sunlight shone on her eyes again. Jiang Yun had bent her knees and knelt in front of her. Before Zhu Qingluo could react, she took hold of one of her ankles without a word, her palm cupping Zhu Qingluo’s fair calf.

Due to a long lack of exercise, Zhu Qingluo’s calf muscles were very soft, and the texture of her skin was very different from other parts of her body. Jiang Yun’s heart fluttered. She couldn’t help but look at it for a while. Then, she raised her head slightly and pressed her fingers against the muscle, applying pressure with a very deliberate force. Her fingertips gently massaged the skin along the side, circling with her thumb. From a purely visual standpoint, Zhu Qingluo actually felt a hint of flirtatiousness in the act.

Zhu Qingluo’s body was a little stiff, unsure whether she was angry or just startled. She finally couldn’t help but say, “What are you doing?”

Jiang Yun’s expression was focused. The golden light shimmered between the strands of hair that fell in front of her face. She didn’t look at Zhu Qingluo’s face. Her half-closed eyes hid her emotions, unintentionally revealing a pure, unadulterated feeling. She kneaded for a while, then chuckled, “The doctor said massaging helps it heal faster, so I learned how to do it. Just trying it out for you.”