Chapter 70 - 70 One word, strip

Chapter 70 One word, strip

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“Daddy, please don’t throw Mommy from the second floor, okay? Mommy has been so good to Tongtong, Tongtong can’t be without Mommy.” Hearing Xu Fan speak, Tongtong hurriedly leaned in with her little head and cutely implored Xu Fan.

“Tongtong, no need to plead with him, I actually want to see how he, Xu Fan, dares to throw me down from the second floor today!” Xu Yixue was defiant too. After hearing Xu Fan’s threat, she was invigorated instead and said to Xu Fan without giving in.

“Daddy...” Tongtong looked at Xu Fan with a bit of a pleading look.

“My good daughter, this is what your mother asked for, so you can’t blame me, right?” Xu Fan winked at Tongtong, teasingly said.

“Wuwu, Daddy, don’t throw away Mommy...” Tongtong kicked her little feet and struggled hard in Xu Fan’s arms. Indeed, Xu Yixue was her real mother, Tongtong still very much sided with her mother when it mattered.

“Xu Fan, if you dare, throw me down from the second floor, or else I’m taking Tongtong away right now! Hmph!” Xu Yixue was even more pumped, her pretty face frosty, her eyes filled with a challenging gleam.

Xu Fan’s lips curved up, revealing a hint of a mischievous smile.

“Xu Yixue, you really think I wouldn’t dare?” Xu Fan handed Tongtong over to Ye Xiaoning, who was rubbing her ankle next to him, then slowly walked toward Xu Yixue.

“Xu Fan, what are you trying to do... Yixue is Tongtong’s real mom, you better not mess around.” Ye Xiaoning watched Xu Fan warily.

“Ye Xiaoning, do you think you can stop me?” Xu Fan smiled at Ye Xiaoning.

“Even if I can’t stop you, I won’t let you hurt Yixue, not one bit,” Ye Xiaoning declared resolutely.

“Ignorant!” The corners of Xu Fan’s mouth let out two floating words that barely reached Ye Xiaoning’s ears when his figure had already appeared in front of Xu Yixue.

“Ah!” Xu Yixue screamed in shock as Xu Fan, with an ape-like reach, scooped up Xu Yixue’s soft body in his arms.

“Put me down, put me down...” Xu Yixue’s face flushed, fiercely pounding on Xu Fan’s chest with her arms, but Xu Fan’s body was remarkably sturdy, and Xue Yixue’s beating couldn’t affect him at all.

“Hmph! I won’t take them off. I don’t need you to treat my leg; I’ll go to the hospital,” said Xu Yixue haughtily.

“With the degree of your ankle injury, even if you go to a hospital, you’ll need to rest for a week, during which you can’t step on the ground or walk around at will. But for me, it would only take an hour to heal. Are you sure you don’t need it? I’m the most democratic person; I never insist on treating anyone,” Xu Fan said, eyeing Xu Yixue’s injured foot and speaking slowly.

“I don’t need your help, just give up on that thought. Want to touch my foot? No way,” Xu Yixue drew back her foot and kept it far from Xu Fan.

Xu Fan just smiled indifferently and said lightly, “Love it or leave it, if you don’t want treatment, so be it.”

“Hmph!” Xu Yixue turned her face away, thinking that Xu Fan, this unrefined man, had no gentlemanly manners at all. She might say so outwardly, but why wouldn’t you take the initiative to treat my injury? Don’t men know that when a woman says no, she actually means yes!

At that moment, Ye Xiaoning also hurried down the stairs holding Tongtong, looking at Xu Fan as if he was a monster.

She had seen with her own eyes how Xu Fan had thrown Xu Yixue down the stairs, but in the instant Xu Fan did so, he appeared on the first floor and caught Xu Yixue steadily.

This simply defied physics and gravity, sending shockwaves through Ye Xiaoning’s heart.

Having some knowledge about the circle of martial artists, she was now utterly convinced that Xu Fan, able to move like that, was definitely a martial artist.

The Xu Fan of today, she found increasingly unfathomable. Not only had he cured the illness of Zhonghai’s wealthiest man, Lu Chennong, but he also possessed extraordinary martial arts techniques. Even setting aside family background, he was a top-class young talent in Yan Country. This Xu Fan, compared to the dispirited young man who had been languishing in a rented apartment a few days ago, seemed like a completely different person.

Could it be that everyone matures overnight upon learning they’re going to be a father?

Ye Xiaoning thought this was rather odd.

“Xiao Ning, you’ve learned field first aid, right? Please look at the wound on my foot,” Xu Yixue said to Ye Xiaoning, sounding dejected.

“Sure, Sister Yixue, brace yourself for a little pain,” Ye Xiaoning said as she approached the sofa with Tongtong in her arms, set Tongtong down, and then gently began to undo the laces of Xu Yixue’s canvas shoes.

“Mmm...” As Ye Xiaoning proceeded, Xu Yixue’s brows gradually furrowed, and she let out muffled grunts, each of Ye Xiaoning’s movements, as gentle as they were, still caused Xu Yixue persistent pain.

“I’m going to take off the shoe now, Sister Yixue, hold on,” she said.

“Ah...” Xu Yixue whimpered in pain because her ankle was considerably swollen, making it difficult to remove the shoe. As Ye Xiaoning tugged at the shoe, Xu Yixue gasped and whimpered with the pain.