President, Please Be Careful
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If Zhao Youlin was injured, she would not even blink when she faced a situation like this. After all, he had worse injuries than this during the years he worked as a police officer.

But now, when she saw the iodine-stained wound on Mu Tingfeng's hand, Zhao Youlin felt a strange feeling appear in her heart. He felt his heart pounding and swelling.

It must have been because he was injured while saving her, that was why he felt a little guilty towards her. Yes, he feels indebted!

Zhao Youlin believed that she was not someone who liked to owe anyone anything. Mu Tingfeng was injured because he had saved her, so it was only natural that she felt pity.

Zhao Youlin thought of this to deceive herself, but she couldn't help but look at Mu Tingfeng's face.

As soon as she was sure she didn't see the pain on Mu Tingfeng's face, she heaved a sigh of relief and looked down. He seriously took a cotton swab with tweezers to wipe away the dirty remnants in the wound.

Mu Tingfeng watched Zhao Youlin's every action. The woman knelt down with one knee in front of her while taking her injuries seriously. Mu Tingfeng's eyes shone. The cold look in his eyes melted little by little. It caused him to get a somewhat warm glow.

Unfortunately, the only person lucky enough to witness this rare sight was currently wrapping his wound in great focus. She did not notice Mu Tingfeng's change.

As soon as he carefully wiped the dirt on his wound with a cotton swab, Zhao Youlin took some of the more common remedies for wounds from a P3K box. After she applied the medicine on her wound, she took the bandage Xia Zhetao had tortured and tied it to Mu Tingfeng's hand.

Zhao Youlin's actions were done with too much familiarity, so Mu Tingfeng couldn't help but be surprised.

"Why do you have a P3K box in your office?"

Zhao Youlin did not expect that Mu Tingfeng would take the initiative to speak, so after a moment of surprise, she said weakly, "This is just a security measure."

Mu Tingfeng tilted her brows and asked, "You seem to be very familiar with dressing wounds."

Zhao Youlin had to bandage her wound while also facing Mu Tingfeng's question, so she practically said the answer. “I'm used to it after handling such things for a long time. Nothing big.”

After he said this, Zhao Youlin finally realized what was wrong. He looked up and glanced at Mu Tingfeng.

As she expected, she saw a complicated look in Mu Tingfeng's eyes. When Zhao Youulin said that he had gotten used to it after handling such things for such a long time, he intended that he often had minor injuries when he was on missions in the police force. Most of the time, he did not want to go to the hospital, so he had learned how to bandage his own wounds. As time went on, Zhao Youulin's skill in bandaging his wounds became even better.

Therefore, when Mu Tingfeng asked, she instinctively said these things. However, Mu Tingfeng clearly misunderstood.

Mu Tingfeng did misunderstand. When she had been married for four years to Zhao Youlin before, she had always treated the woman who had suddenly barged into her life as someone invisible, and she had never paid any attention to her actions.

She pretended as if she couldn't see him intentionally trying to lick him and when he showed her attention. As he ignored her, Zhao Youlin started to scream hysterically and scream to get her attention.

Mu Tingfeng hated the restless woman, and Zhao Youlin's hysteria crossed her limits, causing her to increasingly ignore her. But Zhao Youlin in the past didn't know that she made more mistakes with the things she did, so she kept causing trouble and couldn't stop.

This evil cycle causes the rift between them to become wider as they stay together, and in the end, they are eventually forced to divorce.

Mu Tingfeng never thought that there would come a day where she would love a woman, and this woman was the same person she refused to look her eyes properly the last time.

Zhao Youlin threw away face shyly. Even though he knew that he misunderstood, he still did not explain anything in the end. Better to be misunderstood than suspected.

He would make more mistakes the more he spoke if he was distracted, so it would be best for him to bandage his wounds quickly and send this fellow away.

Both of them had their own thoughts and there was nothing to say to each other for a while. Only Zhao Youlin's voice pulling the bandage could be heard.

He carefully tied the knot on the bandage, then exhaled a sigh of relief, as if a huge burden had been released from his shoulder. He said, “Alright, don't get exposed to water for the next few days, and have the butler change your clothes every day. You will recover faster that way. Also…"

While Zhao Youlin gave instructions, she looked up, and she saw a handsome face that was only a few centimeters away from her. He stiffened, and the words on the tip of his tongue died.

Mu Tingfeng had bowed at a moment, and she looked at Zhao Youlin with a deep gaze. His eyes were like bottomless whirlpools that would suck him up if he was a little careless, and he would never be able to return.

As Zhao Youlin looked up, a faint spark appeared in Mu Tingfeng's calm eyes.

Zhao Youlin trembled. He widened his eyes, and a shocking thought appeared in his head. 'Is this man ... smiling ?!'

'What what?! How many expressionless faces should he have so that when he smiles, his lips will only curl slightly? If I had not been so close to him and seen the spark in his eyes, I would not have known that he was smiling at all, okay?!'

'Wait, he's close? Wait, why is he getting closer?!’

Zhao Youlin saw Mu Tingfeng's handsome face getting closer to her face, and she felt like her brain had become porridge in an instant.

The forced kiss he had in the elevator remained fresh in his mind, and it caused Zhao Youlin to become nervous.

Zhao Youlin was immersed in her shock, and because she did not know what she should do, she did not realize that in the face of Mu Tingfeng's frightening direct actions, she did not know, aside from the panic and loss of what she had to do, she did not find herself resisting or disgusted about it.

Perhaps it was because he was too shocked, but Zhao Youlin forgot to dodge it or fight back. She had just seen Mu Tingfeng get closer to her ...

Their breaths mingled with each other, and they could not tell whose breath belonged to whom. But when their lips were only two centimeters away from each other, suddenly there was a noise outside the door.

Zhao Youlin felt like she regained her senses from her daze, and she retreated. With a hurried movement, he stood up from the floor and said in a pitiful manner. “I think something happened outside. I'm gonna go see. Wait here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Youlin did not even want to see Mu Tingfeng's face. He practically ran out of that small room.

Mu Tingfeng watched as Zhao Youlin fled, and she reached out to touch her lips. Joy was in his eyes.

But when he heard the noise outside, the excitement in his eyes faded completely, and instead looked colder than usual.

A little more, and he could smell it. Who has been bothering him all this time? They ... must really die!