Chapter 390: Chapter 390 Not Ugly At All_1


    He had already failed her twice by putting her in danger, vowing to never let her face danger again.


    He would use all he had to protect her and prevent her from being hurt again.


    Jian Yufei nodded, finally able to completely relax.


    “What’s wrong with me?” She asked belatedly.


    Ruan Tianling’s eyes darkened. Had he arrived a moment later, she could’ve died!


    The mere thought of this made his heart clench in pain, as if someone was squeezing it ruthlessly.


    He touched her forehead and gazed at her swollen, distorted face. He didn’t find her ugly at all.


    Instead, he felt a deep sense of heartache... devastated, utterly devastated...


    “What’s actually wrong with me?” Jian Yufei grew a little uneasy when he didn’t reply.


    Suddenly, Ruan Tianling kissed her lips—


    His movement was gentle and attentive, like a tender lover kissing his beloved.


    Jian Yufei was stunned for a few seconds.


    A thought unexpectedly crossed her mind: was it possible that he had fallen for her...


    The sound of his voice was soft and soothing. She never expected him to console her.


    Jian Yufei’s beautiful brows furrowed. She didn’t need his kindness.


    There would never be a chance for the two of them. Even if he fell deeply in love with her and his attitude towards her made a complete 180 degrees, she would not be moved or care.


    Jian Yufei closed her eyes wearied, said lightly: “I want to sleep a bit more.”


    “Then sleep, I am here next to you. I won’t leave.”


    What he said fell on deaf ears as she quickly fell asleep again under the effect of the drugs.


    As Ruan Tianling looked at her swollen cheek, a murderous gaze slowly filled his eyes.


    He kissed her lips gently, then got up and walked to the balcony to make a call.


    “Got any information?”


    “Young Master, they only said that someone paid them to impersonate the police to get close to Miss Jian and push her off the roof, creating the illusion of suicide. As for the rest, they know nothing. They didn’t get a clear view of what the person looked like, besides that it was a woman.”


    Ruan Tianling’s hand, resting on the railing, tightened involuntarily.


    Different assumptions flashed through his mind. Did the perpetrator know about Jian Yufei’s depression?


    Moreover, they seemed to be well aware of her condition, otherwise they would not have plotted to make it look like she had committed suicide by jumping off a building.


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