I Don’t Believe You!

Huanhuan cried for a long time before stopping.

Once she got tired of crying, she fell asleep in Xing Chen’s arms.

Xing Chen hugged her without moving. He had no intention of letting go of her.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was in the abyss and Little Huan trusted him wholeheartedly.

He wished she could rely on him forever.

The words of the old female from before lingered in his ears.

“If you really like her, you should do more things to help her…”

How could he help her?

Xing Chen hugged the sleeping Huanhuan and pondered for a long time.

He covered Huanhuan’s forehead with his palm and called out softly, “Come out and talk.”

A faint golden shadow emerged from Huanhuan’s body. It floated above Huanhuan’s forehead and said in an ethereal voice, “Thank you for saving Huanhuan just now.”

It was Little Brat’s voice.

Xing Chen said, “You follow her every day. You should know what she needs the most, right?”

…

When Huanhuan woke up, it was already the next afternoon.

She struggled to sit up and realized that her clothes had been changed.

Who helped her change her clothes when she was unconscious?

Little Brat explained at the right time, “Xing Chen helped you change.”

Huanhuan immediately covered her chest with her hands in horror. “Then didn’t he see me naked?!”

“Yes. Do you want to kill yourself again to protect your reputation?”

Huanhuan gritted her teeth. “If I want to kill someone, I should kill him. Why should I commit suicide?!”

Little Brat said, “So, you know to kill the other party instead of committing suicide now. When you were bullied by He Zong yesterday, why did you choose to commit suicide without hesitation?!”

Huanhuan heard anger in his tone.

She quickly explained, “Yesterday, I was so angry that I went crazy. I thought that instead of being raped by him, I might as well die. Then, I…”

“You were going to kill yourself? Is your brain damaged?! Have you ever thought about what will happen to your husband and children if you die? What about me?”

Huanhuan was speechless.

She was indeed too impulsive yesterday. Her blood surged, and she wanted to commit suicide.

If she was given another chance, she would kill that bastard first even if she had to die!

Speaking of He Zong…

Huanhuan quickly asked, “When I was unconscious, did that bastard He Zong appear?”

“No, Xing Chen has been guarding you. He Zong probably doesn’t have the guts to show his face.”

“From what you’re saying, Xing Chen fell out with He Zong?”

Little Brat wasn’t sure either. “I don’t know if they fell out. I just know that their relationship isn’t as harmonious as before.”

Huanhuan thought that as long as they weren’t harmonious, her heart would be at rest.

Xing Chen pushed open the door and walked in.

He held a bowl of hot soup in his hand. “This is soup for you to nourish your body. I got the recipe from someone else.”

Huanhuan was very surprised.

“Did you make this soup?”

Xing Chen replied, “Yes.”

Huanhuan was even more surprised.

She had never seen Xing Chen cook before. Even when their relationship was at its most harmonious, Huanhuan was the one who did all the cooking. He just had to sit by the side and wait to eat.

She did not expect him to cook soup one day.

Huanhuan was suddenly very curious about the bowl of soup in his hand. She craned her neck to see what was in the soup.

It looked like an ordinary bowl of pig blood soup. Nothing special.

Xing Chen scooped up the soup with a spoon and held it to her mouth. “Be careful. It’s hot.”

Huanhuan opened her mouth to drink.

Little Brat shouted, “Aren’t you afraid that he’ll poison you?!”

Huanhuan swallowed the soup. “If he wants to kill me, he can do it anytime. Is there a need to poison me?!”

Little Brat: “…”

She made sense. He was speechless.

Xing Chen didn’t look surprised to hear her talking. “Are you talking to Yin Ji?”

“He’s not Yin Ji. His name is Little Brat.”

“It’s just a wisp of his soul, yet it actually has a name.” Xing Chen’s words sounded sour.

Little Brat laughed in Huanhuan’s head. “Not only do I have a name, but I’m also inseparable from Huanhuan. Are you envious? Jealous? Hahahaha!”

Huanhuan’s head hurt from his laughter. She really wanted to reach into her head and slap him flat.

Xing Chen couldn’t hear Little Brat’s provocative words. He carefully fed Huanhuan the soup and asked tentatively, “How does this soup taste? Does it taste good?”

Huanhuan tasted it carefully and smacked her lips. “It’s not delicious, nor is it bad. It’s average.”

“I’ll make you more soup tonight.”

“Oh.”

Huanhuan agreed easily. What she did not expect was that because of her promise, she would have pig blood soup for three meals a day.

Toward the end, she wanted to vomit whenever she saw the pig blood soup.

Huanhuan begged with difficulty, “Big Shot, can you make another type of soup?”

Xing Chen was put in a difficult position. “But I only know how to make this soup.”

Seeing that she really didn’t want to drink it, Xing Chen had no choice but to give up. “It’s fine if you don’t want to drink it. I’ll pour away the soup.”

Huanhuan stopped him. “That’ll be a waste. Give it to me.”

“But you don’t want to drink it, right?”

“I don’t want to drink it, but I don’t want to waste food either. Give it to me.” Huanhuan took the bowl and drank all the pig blood soup in one go.

Xing Chen was a little happy.

“I’ll learn to make other soups.”

He left with the empty bowl.

Huanhuan sat on the bed with mixed feelings. “I keep feeling that the demon king has been acting a little strange recently.”

Little Brat yawned. “What’s strange about him? Isn’t he good to you?”

“That’s the thing. That’s not normal!”

Little Brat said, “Do you want him to chase after you and shout that he wants to kill you before you think it’s normal?”

“That’s right! He’s the demon king. Killing people is his profession. Taking care of patients is completely outside his business!”

“Maybe he wants to fatten you up so that he can kill you. It’ll be more fulfilling.”

Huanhuan’s tiger body trembled. “Your analysis makes sense! This is completely in line with the demon king’s logic!”

Little Brat said, “Then what do you want? Are you going to refuse to be taken care of by him and starve to death?”

“Why should I starve to death?”

“If you starve yourself to death, Xing Chen won’t be able to kill you.”

There was nothing wrong with this logic!

Huanhuan rolled her eyes at the sky. “Only a fool would starve to death!”

“You’re imprisoned now. You can’t bear to die, and you can’t escape. What choice do you have other than to be obediently raised like a pig by him?”

Huanhuan couldn’t answer.

Little Brat comforted her. “Since there’s no other choice, you can be a pig in peace.”

“Then what if he’s in the mood to kill me one day?”

Little Brat said, “Don’t worry, I’ll block the pain for you and let you die a quick death.”

Huanhuan: “…”

‘I don’t believe you!’