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Chapter 409: Pain, Also a Kind of Luxury

Chapter 409: Chapter 409: Pain, Also a Kind of Luxury

On her forehead, there came a warm and soft touch–it was his lips.

Zhu Qianying suddenly opened her eyes, for she was afraid that if she pretended to sleep any longer, his lips would move from her forehead to somewhere else.

Since the "first family day", Zhu Qianying’s defense against Yan Han had intentionally or unintentionally heightened many times over.

This defense, rather than being deliberate on Zhu Qianying’s part, was more a subconscious reaction, a physical instinct.

Like a frightened bird, at the sound of the bow, the body is always one step ahead of all other senses, naturally choosing to flee.

Yan Han seemed surprised that she would suddenly open her eyes. He paused, moved slightly away, and gave her a gentle, apologetic smile.

"Did I wake you up?"

Zhu Qianying responded with a hum.

Her directness and bluntness seemed to create a slight embarrassment even for someone as thick-skinned as Yan Han. He cleared his throat but continued to gently stroke her face, showing no intention of retreat.

"Does the wound hurt?" Yan Han gently caressed her face. His tender action, coupled with his soft voice, painted a subtly romantic picture.

His deep eyes were filled with intense affection and love. However, Zhu Qianying did not wish to receive such affection.

"Hmm..." Zhu Qianying responded softly as usual.

She was not so pretentious as to deny the pain of such a wound.

She claimed not to feel any pain to her baby boy, all to prevent him from worrying.

But as for Yan Han, she had no need to consider his feelings. If he was worried, that was his business. It had nothing to do with her.

Just like before, when he told her that if she wanted to leave, she could go. That had nothing to do with him, right?

Zhu Qianying was feeling harsher and harsher. Could it truly be that satisfying to avenge her pain onto him?

The fact told her, it was indeed satisfying!

When Yan Han furrowed his brows in response to her affirmative answer, waves of pleasure flooded over her.

It seemed that she hated him more than she thought she did.

Even if she couldn’t make him feel the heart-wrenching pain that she had once endured, the current pain was better than nothing.

Zhu Qianying, lost in her vengeful pleasure, had entirely ignored a fact.

She could no longer ignore Yan Han’s existence, and she could no longer remain indifferent to his emotions.

Whether she loved him or hated him, or deliberately took revenge on him, she had already, unconsciously, reacted to him.

Like an old paralyzed leg with all its nerves completely numb or even necrotic, unable to move, nor feel any pain.

But when it started to feel pain from being pinched, it indicated a possibility and chance of recovery.

"What do you want to eat? I’ll ask Uncle Hai to prepare it."

Yan Han didn’t seem to notice the change in her thoughts. Instead, he gently touched her forehead and asked tenderly.

Zhu Qianying glanced at him, shaking her head, "I want to sleep!"

Yan Han acknowledged with a hum, lowered his gaze, carefully tucked her in, patted her face gently, "Sleep now."

Zhu Qianying watched him leave the room before closing her eyes with relief.

After the thrill of revenge, there came a weary feeling of exhaustion.

Hatred, it proved, was no easier to bear than love.

With such thoughts, Zhu Qianying gradually lost her consciousness.

In her daze, she seemed to hear a slight noise, but the atmosphere around her was reassuring, so she only became alert for a moment and then fell into a deep sleep without even opening her eyes to check.

Probably because her hand was hurting, she didn’t sleep well.

In her half-asleep state, she vaguely saw herself at four or five years old, tripped by one of her sisters and tumbling down the stairs from the middle. Luckily, she had learned to protect herself in that dangerous home. When she started to roll down, she tried her best to curl up her body and protect her head with her hands.

Fortunately, she was lucky enough to escape major injury, though her hands and feet were grazed all over.

Except for the servants, there seemed to be no adults at home, but the servants always turned a blind eye to her and her sister. Her mother was in the kitchen preparing some tasty food, of course, not for her, but for her father.

Enduring the pain, she ran to the storage room, expertly found the medicine box, and took it back to her room to treat herself.

"Sister, does it hurt?"

Her two or three-year-old sister was squatting next to her, her eyes filled with tears, asking her tremblingly.

"Xiao Yu, Sister doesn’t hurt!"

At four or five years old, Zhu Qianying had already realized that living in such a family, even pain was a luxury!

Because she knew, even if she cried out in pain, no one would care, let alone feel sad for her.

Except for her little sister, Xiao Yu.

But how old was Xiao Yu? The little girl couldn’t even protect herself, let alone her older sister.

"Mommy hurts!"

The scene suddenly changed to a mournful Baby boy.

"Baby, Mommy doesn’t hurt!"

Seeing her son’s pitiful expression, just like her sister’s when she was little, how could she say she was in pain, even if she was?

...

Being plagued by nightmares, Zhu Qianying unconsciously turned around in her sleep and accidentally tugged at the wound on her arm. She hissed out in her sleep.

"Ying’er, what’s the matter?"

The worried voice abruptly entered her ears. At that moment, she couldn’t tell whether she was dreaming or awake, but she responded honestly.

"It hurts! It hurts a lot!"

Yan Han’s eyes were full of concern and tenderness. His heart was pounding, feeling as if it was being cut. He wished he could take the punishment for her, but in the end, he couldn’t help her.

He could only frown, carefully adjust her back to her supine sleeping position.

Seeing her eyebrows still furrowed, her body seeming incredibly tense, Yan Han spoke softly once more.

"Ying’er?"

Lyinh down Zhu Qianying kept her eyes tightly shut, not responding to him. It looked like she never really woke up. It was just that the pain was too unbearable, which led her to cry out in her sleep.

Yan Han sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Zhu Qianying, who was back in her supine position and no longer moving. However, her tightly furrowed brows never loosened.

Looking at her like this, his heart felt congested, as if blocked by cement, causing him discomfort.

He reached out and checked her forehead, confirming she didn’t have a fever. He then got up, picked up the phone and stepped out of the room, dialing a number in the corridor.

"Please send over some strong painkillers immediately!"

The call was to Yan Family’s family doctor, who was also the resident doctor in the Tong village.

"Sir, is it for sister-in-law?"

The person on the other end of the line, being the Yan Family’s family doctor, was aware that Zhu Qianying was injured.

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