The Rest Of My Life Is For You

“Bengbeng, there’s a wound on my butt too. Do I have to take off my pants?”

The nonsense he had said earlier could be disregarded.

But, upon hearing this line, Mo Yongheng simply could not bear it any longer and put away the list of components in the medicine and swiftly walked to Qi Yan.

It looked as though he was about to grab Qi Yan and beat him up.

It was best that he was beaten up till his butt exploded!

“A gentleman doesn’t use force! I’m not holding it against you on Bengbeng’s account, so you’d better not provoke me!” Qi Yan intentionally leaned against Tan Bengbeng and tried to provoke him with Tan Bengbeng sandwiched between them.

However, what he said was also the truth.

This was his cruiser, and his men were everywhere.

Putting aside other things, if he really wanted Mo Yongheng’s life, even if they were equals based on their skills, he still had plenty of ways to trap Mo Yongheng on his cruiser!

“Alright. The treatment of your wound is done. Stop whining now.” Tan Bengbeng seemed to completely disregard the two men who were about to throw daggers at each other.

After treating Qi Yan’s wound, she turned to look at Mo Yongheng beside her.

“Young Master Yongheng, your injury is not light either. Sit down, let me help you treat it. It won’t hinder you from checking the medicine.”

“No way!”

Mo Yongheng had yet to answer, and Qi Yan had already rejected it on his behalf.

He had intentionally let Tan Bengbeng help him treat his wound in front of Mo Yongheng to trigger him and make him jealous.

How could he let Mo Yongheng have the same treatment from her?

No way!

But, his objection was overruled.

Tan Bengbeng completely ignored it.

She merely turned to the side and had her eyes fixed on Mo Yongheng.

It seemed that Mo Yongheng had only just remembered that he was injured too.

He raised his hand to touch the corner of his lip which had traces of bloodstains that had already dried up. His gaze then landed on Qi Yan, in front of him, who was so anxious he was on the verge of springing to his feet. His eyes lit up instantly and he nodded.

“Bengbeng…”

Qi Yan was about to say something when Tan Bengbeng had already turned and thrown a death glare at him.

At the same time, she had already taken a new cotton swab and dabbed it with antiseptic lotion, placing it at the wound on Mo Yongheng’s mouth to clean it.

When she had seen Qi Yan’s wound earlier, she was still slightly angry at Mo Yongheng for going too harsh on him.

However, now that she looked at Mo Yongheng’s wound, she suddenly could not bear to get angry anymore.

These two people really had not held back during the fight.

They were completely ruthless in each blow they had exerted on each other.

What kind of deep feud did they have with each other?

“Can you pour me a glass of water?” Looking at Qi Yan fuming from head to toe, Tan Bengbeng suddenly muttered to him before she got Mo Yongheng to take off his shirt.

Qi Yan rejected her without any hesitation.

“No, I need to stay here to protect you. What if you get bullied by him!”

“Qi Yan, I’m thirsty.” Tan Bengbeng responded, her tone softening significantly.

When had she ever been so gentle towards Qi Yan before? The moment her words sounded in Qi Yan’s ears, he felt as if his whole body was floating in the air. He cast a warning glance at Mo Yongheng to ensure that he would not dare to do anything funny.

Then, he rushed out at the speed of light to pour a glass of water for her.

Within less than two minutes, he returned.

Tan Bengbeng had hurriedly gotten Mo Yongheng to take off his shirt so that she could help him treat the bruise on his back.

However, Mo Yongheng did not move and instead placed the list of components in the medicine inside the box and covered it.

He stood up from the sofa and with the box in one hand, he held onto Tan Bengbeng with his other hand.

“Bengbeng, listen to me. Qi Yan isn’t a good person. He’s not suitable for you. Leave this place with me now. I’ll take you to find Nian Xiaomu!”

With that, Mo Yongheng started to pull her outside.

“Young Master Yongheng…” Tan Bengbeng stared at him in astonishment. She had just muttered these words when Mo Yongheng abruptly turned to look at her.

“Don’t call me Young Master! Bengbeng, actually, I…”