Strong counterattack: President, bullying is too much

Yan Xia looked at the pitch-black hills around the castle, her heart skipped a beat, she didn't know when she would be able to walk back to the city, whether she would encounter any beasts and poisonous snakes in the wilderness...

But before she got to the door of the villa, she suddenly felt that someone grabbed her waist, and then she became dizzy for a while, and she was hugged by Li Yunting.

"Hey! You said to let me go!" Yan Xia kicked her feet to get off the ground.

"Who can prove it?" Li Yunting looked at her sideways and asked coldly.

"They all heard it!" Yan Xia hurriedly pointed at the bodyguards and maids.

But those people all lowered their heads, let alone testifying for her, they didn't even dare to look directly at Li Yunting.

Yan Xia was so wronged that she wanted to cry.

No reason!

When Dr. Guan arrived, Yan Xia had no choice but to lie obediently in the medical room and let others bully her.

It took a long time to disinfect and bandage.

Li Yunting stood behind Dr. Guan, watching him treat Yan Xia's wound, his brows were furrowed all the time.

After treating the wound, Catherine arranged for Yanxia to live in a small room at the end of the corridor.

Although Yan Xia was exhausted, she was so preoccupied that she couldn't even open her eyes or fall asleep, it was in great pain.

She didn't know tossing and turning until what time in the morning, in the haze, she suddenly heard a faint cry, echoing in the empty corridor, illusory, desolate...

Her hairs stood on end, she sat up and listened quietly, the voice became more and more real.

She was so frightened that her heart was beating wildly, she hurriedly got up and lit all the lights, bravely opened the door a little, and slowly poked her head out.

The corridor lights were half off, and it looked much darker than when I first came.

The place around the corner where the lights couldn't reach was extremely dark, and there seemed to be something shaking in the dark.

"what--"

Yan Xia screamed in fright, closed the door suddenly, and held her breath.

But I heard slight and slow footsteps outside the door, getting closer to her room...

It has long been heard that Deya Castle was moved from Europe by Li Yunting.

The original owner was a king of England. This castle has a history of at least hundreds of years. There are so many ghosts and ghosts inside. I really don't know why Li Yunting likes to live in the castle.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk."

Three unhurried knocks on the door sounded in Yan Xia's ears, her legs were so weak that she jumped onto the bed and covered her head tightly.

The door creaked open, and footsteps came towards her bed.

"Don't come! Don't come—"

Yan Xia's heart beat so violently that it was about to explode, she didn't even dare to get out of the quilt to see what the hell was coming.

"coward."

Beside the bed, came Li Yunting's indifferent voice.

As soon as Yan Xia heard the human voice, her last bit of courage collapsed, she got out of the quilt to reveal her eyes, and shouted:

"Li Yunting, your house is haunted by ghosts! I heard ghosts crying! You send me away, I don't want to be here for a second!"

Li Yunting frowned, wrapped her in a quilt and pushed her down on the pillow: "You study modern medicine, but you actually believe in ghosts and gods? There are no ghosts in this world, sleep!"

"You know what...Medical schools and hospitals are the easiest places to go..."

Since Yan Xia studied medicine, she has heard many strange things that happened to people, which made her, an atheist, completely superstitious, and refuted with confidence.

Li Yunting was a little impatient: "It is inevitable to feel scared in an unfamiliar environment, and it is normal to have auditory hallucinations and fantasies when you are tired."

After finishing speaking, she turned off Yan Xia's bedside lamp and prepared to leave.

How could Yanxia let him leave like this, she hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said pitifully:

"If you don't want to send me away, lend me something to ward off evil, such as a mahogany sword, a head of garlic, or a Buddha statue and beads, or else I'm afraid..."

Li Yunting looked down at her small and tender hands, and couldn't help but think of the scene when she was looking for a quilt on him in the CEO's lounge, and her heart felt itchy like an electric shock.

Yan Xia was pursing her mouth, her pure eyes were full of helplessness and expectation.

In Li Yunting's eyes, a trace of tenderness flashed away. He turned around and sat on the bed, and pulled over half of the quilt: "I am the best at avoiding evil, are you sure you want to borrow it?"