A Question from Su Wanli

Ye Feng had been quite calm, thinking that Li Mucheng would return to her own room. However, to his surprise, Li Mucheng crawled right under the blanket in front of him!

"Mu... Mucheng! What are you doing?"

Ye Feng could feel Li Mucheng wriggling around under the blanket. He quickly pulled it back, only to find her lying on top of him, her head resting on his chest, wearing an expression of pure contentment.

"Nehehe~"

"Teacher's embrace is so warm~"

Ye Feng noticed how Li Mucheng clung to him like a piece of adhesive plaster. The sweet fragrance of the young girl filled his nostrils, and her icy yet delicate beauty relentlessly tested his willpower.

No, no... Why is my self-control getting worse lately?

"Mucheng, get down."

"No, I want to rest with you."

Li Mucheng shook her head and tightened her grip on Ye Feng, as if to prevent him from pushing her off the bed.

"Mucheng... You know what the doctor said, right? Don’t you want to consider how I feel?"

"Hmm..."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Li Mucheng fell silent. She knew her playful behavior was affecting him, so she muttered softly,

"I... I'm sorry, Teacher. Please don’t hate me... I was just so happy that you’re okay, and I couldn’t help myself. I’m sorry! I’ll get down now..."

Seeing Li Mucheng on the verge of tears, Ye Feng panicked and quickly reassured her, "Mucheng, don’t be sad. I’m not saying this because I dislike you. I understand how happy you are, so please don’t blame yourself, okay?"

"Teacher really doesn’t blame me?"

"Of course not, how could I?"

"Alright then, thank you, Teacher~"

Li Mucheng smiled, stretched her neck, and gently kissed Ye Feng on the cheek. Before he could react, she quickly slipped off the bed, put on her boots, and walked out of the room without looking back, leaving Ye Feng sitting there in a daze.

This... This girl is getting bolder and bolder! How did she end up kissing me while we were talking? I’ll have to lecture her properly next time, or she’ll really get out of hand.

......

"Phew..."

Finally able to relax back in bed, Ye Feng picked up his phone from the nightstand and called Xie Yuyan at home.

Although he hadn’t saved Xie Yuyan’s number in this new phone, he had memorized it long ago, after all, he was the one who had set up her phone.

"Ring... Ring... Ring..."

After hearing the call go unanswered, Ye Feng felt a little puzzled. Xie Yuyan usually answered his calls quickly, but this time, there was no response.

Could she be asleep?

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the hospital room. Ye Feng quickly hung up and turned his gaze toward the door.

"Come in."

*Click*

The door opened, and in walked Su Wanli.

"Mr. Su? What brings you here?"

"Hey, what’s with that tone? Can’t I come to see you? After all, I’ve watched Mucheng grow up since she was a child. You saved her, so isn’t it only right for me to come and thank you?"

"That’s not what I meant. I just didn’t expect you to come."

"Well, how are you? What did the doctor say?"

"Just that I’m healthy and need to rest and recover."

"That’s good to hear..."

Su Wanli’s expression suddenly turned serious as he changed the subject.

"Ye Feng, I have a few questions for you, and I hope you won’t hide anything from me."

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow and slowly sat up on the bed. "Mr. Su, go ahead. I’m not one to lie."

"I want to ask you, what’s your purpose in getting close to Mucheng? With your exceptional combat skills and abilities, why did you choose to become a private tutor instead of pursuing a more prestigious platform? Many people would love to have someone like you on their team."

"Mr. Su, you’re giving me too much credit. I admit my skills are a bit different from the average person, but I chose to be a private tutor because it’s a safe job with a decent income."

Ye Feng spoke calmly and confidently, as if every word came from the heart.

"Honestly, I don’t like high-risk professions. Being a well-paid private tutor is enough to give me a comfortable life. As for why I risked everything to save Mucheng, it depends on whether you want to hear the polite version or the honest truth."

"Oh? You have two versions? Let’s hear both."

"Alright, I’ll start with the polite version. As a private tutor, I was given a sacred and solemn responsibility, and I must uphold the duties that come with this role..."

"Alright, alright, stop. Let’s hear the honest version."

Su Wanli quickly interrupted, clearly impatient with the formalities.

"The honest truth is that Mucheng is a good kid who didn’t deserve to be harmed by those criminals. When I first arrived, Mucheng’s behavior wasn’t ideal, but as we spent more time together, she opened up to me. I realized that she’s very serious about the people and things she cares about, even if she doesn’t always show it. So, when I heard she had been kidnapped, I couldn’t just stand by. That’s all."

"Hmm... I see."

Su Wanli nodded, seemingly satisfied with Ye Feng’s answer.

"Now, for my second question. After you fell unconscious, we combed the entire scene. At the edge of the cliff in the mountains, we found the main members of the mercenary group, along with some others. However, the forensic report showed that they were killed by someone else, and there were signs of other fights at the scene. I want to know if this was your doing, or if you arranged it."

"Huh? I have no idea about the mercenary group leader. I was only focused on getting Mucheng out."

"So, that means it was done by a stranger. But why would they help us?"

"Couldn’t you find any fingerprints or footprints?"

"No, the person was very professional and deliberately erased all traces. It seems we’ll have to investigate this slowly."

"......"

"Alright, that’s all my questions. You should rest well, Ye Feng. Don’t worry about the aftermath. Old Li has already taken care of it. You’ve really done us a great favor this time."

"Mr. Su, you’re too kind. I just did what I had to do."

"Alright, I won’t disturb you any longer. Take care and get some rest."

Su Wanli waved his hand and left the room...

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