Chapter 2192: The True Principle of Word Spirit (13)

Chapter 2192: Chapter 2192: The True Principle of Word Spirit (13)

"Sir!"

The driver’s slightly panicked voice came from the front.

Chuzheng and Fei Jiang looked over at the same time.

Driver: "The brakes... the brakes seem to have failed."

Fei Jiang frowned: "Are you sure?"

The driver fiddled a couple of times in the front, finally confirming they really had failed.

The driver was relatively calm, not too panicked, but a layer of sweat was already forming on his forehead.

This stretch of road is downhill, and there are quite a few cars at the moment; with brake failure, the chances of an accident are very high.

All this happened in just a few seconds.

"Honk——"

The piercing sound cut through the night color, the light flashed over, making it difficult to keep one’s eyes open.

Chuzheng reached out to grab Fei Jiang.

Fei Jiang and Chuzheng moved simultaneously, their fingers meeting in mid-air.

Fei Jiang had a noticeable pause, but Chuzheng did not hesitate, grabbing Fei Jiang’s wrist and pulling him toward her.

Bright light filled the view, a vast expanse of white.

The urgent sound of horns, tires screeching on the ground, and people screaming filled the ears.

"Boom——"

The car body trembled.

Fei Jiang was slumped in the seat, with a delicate body pressing on him, shards of shattered glass scattered around.

Scattered glass reflected tiny beams of light.

Fei Jiang vaguely saw the side profile of the girl protecting him, her chin tense, neck slightly raised into a beautiful curve.

The frail body’s support created a safe zone, protecting him from even a hint of harm.

A cold, mysterious fragrance, both strange and familiar, surrounded Fei Jiang, making him momentarily distracted.

The white light receded, the surrounding scenery continually faded and was recolored within a few seconds.

The fragmented images flashed before Fei Jiang’s eyes like a series of paintings.

Deep down, Fei Jiang felt those images were somewhat familiar, yet when he thought about them, they seemed strange.

What were those...

Why did he feel familiar with them?

Yet clearly, in his memory, he never went through such experiences.

"Are you okay?"

The clear, cool voice of the young girl reached his ears, accompanied by her scorching breath.

Fei Jiang shaked awake as the random images in his mind faded away like tidewater.

Fei Jiang focused and first lifted his eyes to look at her, his voice slightly hoarse: "Why did you pounce on me?"

"To protect you." Chuzheng was straightforward: "Are you alright?"

"Miss Mo, you’re a girl," Fei Jiang reminded her.

Which girl is so fearless?

Her movements were even faster than his!

"Oh." Isn’t this how a girl should be?

"..."

What’s with the "oh"?

Fei Jiang took a deep breath: "Can you get up first?"

"I can’t."

"Hmm?"

Chuzheng shifted slightly, allowing Fei Jiang to see behind.

The car door there had been dented by another vehicle, and the space was quite cramped; moving was very difficult.

Moreover, Chuzheng’s leg was clearly trapped inside.

Fei Jiang’s heart tightened suddenly.

"You..."

Fei Jiang wanted to say something, but he felt his words were inadequate, unsure how to express his feelings.

The young girl lying on him, her face calm and composed, didn’t show a hint of panic.

After a while, Fei Jiang calmed down: "Are you hurt?"

"I don’t think so, it doesn’t hurt."

Chuzheng said as she tried to move her leg; her movement was a bit large, scaring Fei Jiang into quickly gripping her waist.

"Don’t move, don’t move!"

Is she an idiot?

What if it’s a delayed nerve reaction and the pain hasn’t transmitted yet?!

Chuzheng propped herself up with one hand nearby, leaning down to look at him. Fei Jiang’s attention was on Chuzheng’s leg.

"You better not..."

Fei Jiang turned his head, his lips meeting warm softness.

His scalp tingled slightly, the girl’s fingers in his hair, against his scalp, exceptionally warm.

"..."

Is this a moment for kissing?

What’s she thinking?

Did her brain get knocked loose?

Chuzheng’s fingers gently rubbed Fei Jiang’s hair, prying open his lips, becoming increasingly wanton.

With limited space, Fei Jiang was pinned down by Chuzheng with no chance to resist.

Noise poured in, then vanished again.

The light flickered, Fei Jiang couldn’t clearly see the face of the one daring to be unruly with him.

-

Red and blue lights scanned over, shadows moved, the noise continued.

Chuzheng’s leg was just scraped, nothing major.

Fei Jiang had a dark expression, an aura of gloominess emanating from him, and somehow obtained a wheelchair and forced Chuzheng onto it.

His lips were still a bit swollen, but with the light not dim now, it’s hard to tell by just looking.

The man pressed down on the wheelchair’s armrest, leaning over from behind, and whispered sinisterly into Chuzheng’s ear: "Miss Mo, you’re quite bold."

Chuzheng humbly responded: "It’s fine." Just a little bold.

"..."

Fei Jiang choked.

He hadn’t encountered such brazen women.

Nor has anyone dared...

Fei Jiang suppressed his inner agitation, placing his palm on Chuzheng’s shoulder, pressing lightly: "Miss Mo, I hope my interest in you remains, otherwise..."

Chuzheng turned her head, lightly pecking Fei Jiang’s lips, and confidently said: "You will."

Trust in my card!

If it doesn’t work... Then I’ll just have to do it myself.

I haven’t decided where to close off yet, hope the Good Person Card gives me a little time.

Fei Jiang: "..."

Fei Jiang wondered if he was amused, his brows relaxed slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

But upon closer observation, it was clear his smile held no warmth at all.

A few seconds later, he stood upright, the oppressive atmosphere dispersed considerably.

-

Fei Jiang’s brake failure was purely mechanical, with no signs of sabotage.

The investigation of the vehicle causing the accident also concluded it was an accident.

Fei Jiang found the coincidence rather peculiar, his expression darkening.

Chuzheng felt somewhat guilty.

This must be the backlash from using the Spirit Speech.

No wonder the original owner was reluctant to use such power, it’s frightening.

Simply causing Fei Jinxue some embarrassment resulted in such dramatic consequences.

With bad luck, one could die.

Better to handle things myself.

All natural, no pollution, no backlash.

Chuzheng kept a cool façade despite feeling guilty inside; this was hard to explain, so she didn’t plan to explain.

Fei Jiang couldn’t find any abnormalities on his end, so it was left at that for now.

He took Chuzheng back, personally escorting her home, prompting Fei Youping to rush downstairs.

Fei Jiang greeted politely: "Aunt hasn’t slept yet?"

Fei Youping glanced at Chuzheng, her expression neutral: "Why did Xiao Jiang and Xiao Chu come back together?"

"The little friend got hurt a bit, thought I’d escort her home."

Chu·Little Friend·Zheng: "..." Who’s the little friend? Your whole family are little friends!

Don’t think you’re tough just because you got the Blackened Card!

"Since she’s part of our Fei Family, Aunt should show some care lest outsiders say the Fei Family can’t accommodate others," Fei Jiang said with an ambiguous smile, "Aunt, don’t you think?"

"Xiao Jiang is correct," Fei Youping followed along, her tone very humble: "Today I was only attending to Jin Xue, didn’t take care of Xiao Chu well; I hope Xiao Chu isn’t upset?"

Fei Jiang shifted his body, directly blocking Fei Youping’s line of sight.

He bent down, fished out a lollipop from his pocket, unwrapped it and held it to Chuzheng’s mouth.

"Get some rest early."

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