Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 243: Chapter 240: She Had Red Eyes

The clothing at her shoulder had slipped down, revealing a section of her smooth, fair skin.

Apparently impatient with her movements, he reached behind her and gave a tug, instantly exposing her wound to the chill, causing her to tense up.

Her body was stained with blood, but everyone thought it belonged to someone else.

The alcohol was quickly applied to disinfect, and Wen Xian clenched the wheelchair tightly, biting down hard on her lips.

In fact, she was lucky amid the misfortune, not having been shot for real.

Neither of them spoke; even in pain, she clenched her teeth tightly.

The person behind her was silent too, focusing on the wound, treating it, disinfecting, and bandaging. His silence grew heavier, his breath more oppressive and cold.

If he hadn’t discovered it by accident, she would never have told him.

He just stared at that wound, as if a scene kept flashing through his mind.

A gun aimed at her.

Aimed at her.

If they had been even a second later, just that one second, she could very well be lying on the ground right now, a cold corpse.

…

After the wound was treated and bandaged, Wen Xian slowly pulled her clothes back over it with trembling fingertips, the hair at her forehead damp with fine sweat.

When she slowly turned around to sit up straight, she seemed to catch a glimpse of Lu Xiao with his eyes closed, leaning against the wheelchair.

His brows were slightly furrowed, appearing utterly exhausted and weary.

Wen Xian’s eyes flickered slightly, and just as she was about to say something, a voice suddenly rang out in the car:

“Let’s break up.”

Let’s break up.

After saying those words, he raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, his tone unable to get any colder.

But Wen Xian’s body tensed abruptly.

Those light words weighed heavily on her heart.

The carriage was extremely quiet; one might even hear his heartbeat, his breathing.

But she couldn’t hear her own.

Her breath caught, and her heart seemed to stop at that moment.

When she finally spoke again, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, “You… what did you just say?”

As if in disbelief, she thought she had heard wrong.

Lu Xiao’s closed eyes slowly opened, looking straight ahead.

Under the dim light of the car, his deep eyes appeared even more profound and dark.

When he spoke again, his voice was cold, impatient, and indifferent, “Let’s break up, I regret it.”

After these words, silence fell in the car again.

Lu Xiao sensed her gaze fixed on him, but he did not look at her once.

Wen Xian was extremely quiet.

Quietly terrifying. She didn’t cry, didn’t make a scene, and didn’t even question or shout.

After a while, she looked at him without blinking and said slowly, “Lu Xiao, do you truly mean what you said?”

At these words, his brow and eyes tensed.

Finally, he pursed his lips tightly, a gloomy light reflected in his icy pupils as he muttered, “What’s not sincere about it.”

Wen Xian looked at him, and suddenly chuckled, saying, “Then look at me and say it again, say it once more, and I won’t pursue the matter.”

Lu Xiao clenched his fist tightly.

His eyes suddenly filled with a sour swelling, but quickly, he loosened his tight grip.

When he looked at her again, his eyes were clear and detached, “I’m sorry to you, I’ve realized we’re not suitable for each other, now I’ll take you back, and let’s not contact each other again.”

Lu Xiao said to her.

But in the moment their gazes met, he saw her eyes had reddened.