Chapter 339 Hug That Hug!

lright, Wang Zheng, you must save her out of there. This girl is no ordinary one." Sheng Fei’s voice still carried anxiety."Don't worry."After Wang Zheng hung up the phone, he dialed another number."M...Chapter 339 Embrace That Embrace!

Wang Zheng had saved Zhang Yan Ni's life, but her knife was already buried in Wang Zheng’s arm!

Zhang Yan Qing and Zhang Yan Xing naturally noticed this too; Wang Zheng had indeed saved Zhang Yan Ni from the sharp teeth of Xiao Long.

Han Tusu put his mind at ease. After all, fights were just that—fights—but if someone really died, it wouldn't be good for anyone. Wang Zheng’s actions made Han Tusu look at him with even more admiration.

A person who could control their inner hostility and make the most reasonable choice in a dangerous situation had an unlimited future ahead of them.

However, just one second later, Han Tusu's brows furrowed tightly as he rushed down the stairs!

When Wang Zheng tackled Xiao Long to the ground, he also kicked Zhang Yan Ni over to a sofa on the side. At the same time, Zhang Yan Ni’s knife pulled out a bloody line from Wang Zheng's arm.

This Zhang Yan Ni seemed crazed; seeing her blood only further stimulated her nerves. Seeing that she had already hurt Wang Zheng, she grew even more frenzied and raised her dagger once again to stab at Wang Zheng!

At this time, Wang Zheng was hugging Xiao Long as he fell onto the sofa too. His back was just a foot away from Zhang Yan Ni.

Zhang Yan Ni's knife looked like it would pierce into Wang Zheng’s back any moment now!

Zhang Yan Qing was so terrified by the scene that she couldn’t move, and Han Tusu was too far to save her in time. Just when this tragedy seemed inevitable, Zhang Yan Ni’s hand holding the dagger was suddenly kicked away.

At this critical moment, Miss Han finally found an opportunity to act!

Han Xinye kicked the knife out of Zhang Yan Ni's hands and then turned around. With her right hand, she struck Zhang Yan Ni’s neck in a fluid motion that was both graceful and fierce. After nearly a year of training in the military, Han Xinye had undergone a complete transformation.

However, there was one downside: Due to Han Xinye's relatively low strength, her strike with her hand did not knock Zhang Yan Ni unconscious but only caused her vision to blur temporarily before she recovered.

Zhang Yan Ni had now become completely frenzied and lost all rationality. She let out a roar as she pounced onto Han Xinye, grabbing the latter’s neck with both hands while her eyes turned red. She didn't even realize that she was choking her cousin!

When Han Xinye felt her throat being choked, she remained calm and instead grabbed Zhang Yan Ni's collar to deliver a swift knee strike.

No matter how small Han Xinye’s strength was, no normal person could withstand the impact of her knee strike. After receiving this blow, Zhang Yan Ni's body shook in pain and curled up like a shrimp, clutching her stomach and emitting groans of agony repeatedly.

"Do you know that Wang Zheng saved your life" Han Xinye shouted angrily: "Insane woman! Do you really want to drag us down with you to your death"

If Han Xinye hadn't acted just now, Zhang Yan Ni would have never let go of her neck. This woman was truly mad today!

Zhang Yan Ni wanted to retaliate, but Wang Zheng delivered a swift chop to the back of her neck with his palm, causing her to roll her eyes and pass out.

"Take her away," said Wang Zheng as he clapped his hands. "This woman is now deluded."

Zhang Bo Wen and Zhang Bo Qi quickly came forward, hoisted their sister onto their shoulders without daring to look at Wang Zheng once, and slunk out of the room.

Given this unpleasant turn of events, Zhang Yan Hen and Zhang Yan Xing naturally had no reason to remain. Without a word, they left as well.

Zhang Yan Qing wanted to follow them but stopped after taking a few steps, watching their retreating backs with a conflicted expression.

"Xiao Ye, are you okay" Zhang Yan Qing asked worriedly when he saw the purple marks on his daughter's neck.

"I'm fine," said Han Xing Ye as she shook her head. "That cousin of mine seems to be quite unhinged. She doesn't know that Wang Zheng has already saved her life."

"Wang, thank you," Zhang Yan Qing knew that if it weren't for Wang Zheng's intervention, Zhang Yan Ni would have likely ended up dead by then, which would have put the Zhang and Han families at loggerheads. Thankfully, this scenario did not come to pass. As a member of an illustrious family, Zhang Yan Qing understood the importance of reciprocity, so he found it easy enough to thank him.

"Auntie, you're being too formal," Wang Zheng smiled and said. "I was actually the one who caused trouble. If I hadn't lost my temper, none of this would have happened."

"Oh really When did you become so insincere" Han Xing Ye frowned at Wang Zheng's still bleeding arm and asked: "Does it hurt a lot Is it serious"

Wang Zheng glanced at his wound and said lightly, "It's nothing. Just like being bitten by a mosquito."

"We should still clean it up," Han Tu Su spoke up then. "Xiao Ye, take Wang Zheng upstairs to dress the wounds."

"Me" Han Xing Ye was taken aback for a moment before she replied with a smile: "Sure, as long as he doesn't mind pain."

Wang Zheng gave Han Tu Su a deep look but the latter only patted his shoulder and then left the living room together with Zhang Yan Qing.

"Let's go. I'll treat your injuries," said Han Xing Ye, leading Wang Zheng upstairs to find some alcohol swabs: "This is my first time."

"I know; you're still a virgin," Wang Zheng grinned as he watched her bend over and rummage through the cabinets.

"What are you thinking!" Han Xing Ye realized she had made an inadvertent slip, blushing slightly: "This is my first time bandaging someone's wounds other than my father!"

"I didn't know you left out so many qualifiers," Wang Zheng continued to smile and said: "Do you know why your dad asked me specifically for you to dress the wound"

"Why" Han Xing Ye answered: "Isn't it because you fulfilled his wish by beating up my two cousins

"Actually, my dad has been looking down on them for a long time. He just didn't dare to say anything out of respect for my mom's feelings. You might not know this, but your action this time must have delighted Old Han greatly. Who knows, maybe Old Han and his father will get together tonight for some drinks."

"That's about right, but it's not the only reason," Wang Zheng said mysteriously.

What other reasons could there be

"Because my performance has successfully won over your dad and grandfather. Your dad had you dress my wound to create a chance for us to be alone together." Wang Zheng chuckled.

"Impossible," Han Xinye said, patting his chest. "I'm the little princess of the Han family; do you really think my father would marry me off to a commoner like you"

"You never know," Wang Zheng suddenly said seriously. "Think about it: am I not the best man you've ever seen"

Han Xinye tilted her head and thought for a moment, then replied, "You're right."

"So what's the problem"

“But I think they prefer Su Tianming. After all, that silly kid is more reliable than you,” Han Xinye said.

"Pfft," Wang Zheng snorted dismissively. "I can take on three or five of him."

"But if my dad really wants to, are you prepared to become a son-in-law of the Han family" Han Xinye suddenly asked.

“This…,” Wang Zheng couldn't tell from Han Xinye's gaze whether she was serious or joking and hesitated.

"Look at your scared face," said Han Xinye, pursing her lips. "You wilt when faced with real situations."

Wang Zheng was speechless; if Han Baoguo and Han Tuosu knew about his relationship with Song Ziyue and Katie, they might order a whole battalion to take him out into the wilderness and use him as a live target for shooting practice.

"Take off your clothes," said Han Xinye, holding forceps like a little nurse.

Wang Zheng couldn't help but imagine Han Xinye in a nurse's uniform—a short skirt, tight white blouse, and the most adorable Lolita figure. At this moment, Wang Zheng really wanted to add an AVI file extension after Han Xinye’s name.

"Why do I have to take off my clothes What are you going to do" Still lost in his imagination, Wang Zheng was excited at the prospect of following her instructions.

“We've been chatting for too long. If you don’t undress now, your blood will soak through your pants,” said Han Xinye.

Wang Zheng looked down and saw that his entire right sleeve was stained red with blood. He chuckled awkwardly, saying, "Talking to a pretty lady always makes one lose track of time."

"Hurry up and take off your clothes, why are you wasting time" Han Xingye was getting impatient and started to unbutton Wang Zheng's clothes directly.

"You're too violent."

Wang Zheng didn't resist and let Han Xingye undress him.

The scars that once deeply shocked Zhang Miaomiao and Song Ziyue were now starkly displayed before Han Xingye.

The crisscrossing scars looked rather terrifying at first glance, but upon closer inspection, one could see一個個故事——那些充滿著戰火硝煙的故事。

Still, that old saying holds true — a body scarred to the point of brilliance!

Han Xingye was dumbfounded, her large eyes revealing an unknown emotion.

"What's wrong Are you mesmerized" Wang Zheng laughed.

Han Xingye bit her lip and said nothing, only starting to clean Wang Zheng’s wounds with a forceps and cotton ball, moving very gently and carefully.

Wang Zheng was momentarily stunned; he had never seen Han Xingye act like this. She who feared no one and nothing and was always causing trouble, when did she become so feminine

However, Wang Zheng couldn't deny that Han Xingye looked exceptionally appealing in this manner.

"Finished," Han Xingye carefully tied the bandage.

"Why are you being so quiet It’s not like you at all." Wang Zheng deliberately tilted Han Xingye's chin up: "I’m actually a bit uncomfortable with it."

"Old Han and Old Old Han also have many scars,"

Han Xingye’s gaze was distant, she didn’t knock Wang Zheng’s hand away.

“There are knife wounds, gunshot wounds, and even near-fatal ones,” Han Xingye said. “But they don't have as many as you.”

Han Xingye stretched out her finger, gently tracing Wang Zheng's scars: "I really want to hug you."

"Then go ahead," Wang Zheng said nonchalantly; he wasn’t taking it seriously.

But before Wang Zheng could finish speaking, Han Xingye had already wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her cheek against his chest tightly!efore this, all he knew about him were stories from his granddaughter. From what Su Fuhua could see, his granddaughter seemed to have quite an affection for Wang Zheng. But today, it appeared that thi...