Please Continue Protecting Me Chapter 3 Part2

When Lin Sa entered, Rong Mo was still sitting on her wheelchair but her entire body was drenched.

Lin Sa hurriedly carried her into the tub and waited for her to finish soaking before she could ma.s.sage her legs.

Rong Mo's legs looked no different to other people's. The only difference was that her skin was so pale that you could see the veins. Moreover, on her upper left thigh, there was an evident scar.

Lin Sa only knew that Rong Mo had encountered a serious accident when she was young and that incident led to the death of her mother as well as her being confined to sit in a wheelchair forever without any future of being able to stand up.

All of the people who were familiar with that matter kept their mouths shut as Rong Ji ordered for them to never bring it up as well.

Previously, it was Aunt Wu or the doctor who would help ma.s.sage it for her. Now that Aunt Wu wasn't here, Lin Sa wanted to try ma.s.saging it for her but Rong Mo refused.

"How did the matter I a.s.signed you to do go?"

Lin Sa bent her head down in shame. "I'm sorry, miss. With my network, I still couldn't find it in this short period of time."

Rong Mo replied. "It's not your fault. She's just too cunning."

"Miss, I heard you went to the auction in the afternoon but the old residence wasn't put up for a bid and was…even blocked by Mr. Nie."

Rong Mo half-laid on the bed and hummed. "That's right."

Lin Sa hesitated for a moment before continuing. "If we had his intelligence network…."

"Sister Sa, don't say it."

"I'm sorry, miss."

"Our Rong Family hasn't collapsed that quickly yet." Rong Mo suddenly smiled and said. "But everyone looks at us like we're a joke and among the people jeering at us, some are artists under Cloudy Day's banner, how ridiculous…"

Cloudy Day was one of the artists managing companies under the Rong Group and that company was actually given to her by her father on her 20th birthday as a gift. In other words, she was the boss of that company behind-the-scenes.

"Miss….."

Lin Sa wanted to comfort her but she didn't know how to. She only had four developed limbs(1) [efn_notes]Four developed limbs: have the courage to do nothing without even considering the consequences.[/efn_notes] and a stupid mouth. After a long while, she still couldn't come up with anything good to say.

Rong Mo suddenly asked. "Sister Sa, do you believe that my father is innocent?"

"Mr. Rong would never frame anybody." Lin Sa at least still knew how to distinguish between what was and wasn't appropriate to say. "Don't worry. We'll definitely find evidence and wash Mr. Rong's injustice clean. I'll go look for Director Duan tomorrow."

"Director Duan? You mean Long Feng Special Service's Duan Xiao?"

"That's right. Have you forgotten? You're even friends with Director Duan's wife."

"I still remember, Chu Xiaotian."

Rong Mo recalled that adorable girl. She had rarely ever envied other people and even though she was handicapped, she possessed many things that were difficult for ordinary people to possess. However, that girl was someone who was able to make her feel a rare feeling of envy.

Not only was her family perfect, there was always a pure and lovely smile on her face which was infectious as everyone around her was easily affected.

And the man who looked to be as cold and valiant as Nie Feizhan gave his wife unlimited tolerance and love.

So, she had always been envious of Chu Xiaotian.

After all, she couldn't even see the face of the person she loved.

"Sister Sa, open me a bottle of wine please. I want to go to sleep."

Lin Sa knew that she hadn't had a good sleep in a long time and she wasn't allowed to ingest too many sleep-inducing drugs so she would occasionally drink a bit of wine to help with the drowsiness.

"Alright."

Lin Sa didn't disturb her any longer. "If you want to get on the bed and sleep, please call for me."

"No need to. You can go ahead and retire first. I'll get on the bed myself."

Lin Sa still felt a bit worried but seeing that Rong Mo wanted to have some time alone, she could only go out.

Rong Mo was incapable of carrying out any exercise so her body was physically weak. She actually couldn't drink much alcohol as well so downing two cups was enough to make her feel a bit dizzy.

This was also fine, it was easier for her to fall asleep and she wouldn't be able to have any nightmares….

She'll just climb the bed later.

She had a bit too much of a drink tonight and only realized this by the time she found herself sprayed on her wheelchair, about to fall asleep.

In her daze, she could detect a scent approaching her.

She was entirely intoxicated and exhausted so she didn't have any strength to budge at all but that scent was so familiar. It was so familiar it made her unable to keep her eyes closed.

"Is it you?"

She looked at the tall and blurry figure before her and reached her hands out. "Z….Can you carry me, please?"

The man appeared to have paused for a moment.

He bent his tall body down in front of her chair and seemed to have positioned one knee on the ground in front as he stared into her eyes.

Even in this position, he still looked as valiant as a cheetah that suppressed its own explosive power. However, just towards the girl in front of him, a rare warmth appeared.

"What did you call me?"

Rong Mo narrowed her eyes.

Her consciousness was already fuzzy. Amidst her absentmindedness, she seemed to have returned back to the year she was 16 years old and she had just been rescued from the hands of her kidnapper.

He was a violent yet profound man with a face full of stubbles. 

Was that man really the same as the young and handsome guy in front of her?

If they really were the same person, how should she address him then?

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