Which Hand Tried To Touch Her?
The night breeze was cool.
The long hair on An Xiaowan’s back was swaying because of the wind.
Huo Shen frowned while looking at her. His thin lips moved as he ordered. “Break the hand that tried to touch her.”
His voice was calm even when speaking such brutal and cruel words as if he was just talking about something normal.
After speaking, he stepped forward and then stopped in front of An Xiaowan.
A shadow fell on An Xiaowan’s body. She raised her head but could not see his expression.
Huo Shen slowly bent over, and then suddenly picked her up.
An Xiaowan did not resist or move, as she let Huo Shen carry her into the car.
Behind them, screams and squeals of the men continued.
After the car door closed, Huo Shen turned to look at An Xiaowan, and his gaze was deep and profound.
An Xiaowan’s beautiful face had the mark of being slapped by someone, a red and swelling palm print remained on her face.
Her skin was so delicate that even a simple touch could leave a mark on it. Even Huo Shen himself could not bear to treat her harshly. Yet, at this moment, half of An Xiaowan’s face was swollen.
A wave of inexplicable anger spread in Huo Shen’s heart.
In his deep voice, he asked An Xiaowan, “Who hit you?”
An Xiaowan raised her head. Her bewitching face was full of smiles. “I hit myself accidentally.”
This was probably the last time she was being so stubborn.
An Xiaowan knew that Huo Shen would have already checked up everything about her family.
However, the information he found and what she experienced was worlds apart.
Instead of spending the efforts to explain and later considered as a liar, it would be better if she said nothing.
Not to mention, this was a scar hidden deep in her heart.
A mistress talking about her problems with her master?
What a joke.
Under Huo Shen’s icy cold gaze, Assistant Luo returned to the car with the driver.
An Xiaowan looked out of the window. The two drunkards were beaten into a pulp, as they lay on the ground unable to get up. They were still howling sorrowfully, looking miserable.
The man beside her withdrew his gaze and ordered coldly. “Go to Jianke.”
An Xiaowan tilted her head to let the hair fall over her face and cover the injury on her face.
Her face was still in pain, and her ears would not stop ringing.
She gritted her teeth and thought Du Yunlan was really relentless while slapping her.
30 minutes later. The car arrived at an unfamiliar building.
Huo Shen got out of the car first, walked to her side, and said calmly, “Get off the car.”
An Xiaowan looked around, only to realize that this was not the way back to the villa.
“This is?”
An Xiaowan looked at Huo Shen doubtfully. Huo Shen remained silent and started walking towards the building in long strides.
The building had a unique design. The edgy cubes gave it a grandeur look.
She was enlightened the moment she stepped into the building.
It was a gym.
However, this seemed to be Huo Shen’s private gym. It had all the most advanced models of equipment, and the entire place was decorated in his style of cold and aloof temperament. No matter how good other gyms were, nothing could compare to this place.
There was no one inside the enormous gym.
Assistant Luo had long ordered the people to switch the light and air-con system on, so they would be ready for use when Huo Shen arrived.
The cold figure in front continued walking until he reached the room at the end of the corridor.
“A wrestling room?”
An Xiaowan looked and followed Huo Shen in.
There was a tall wrestling stage in the room, and there were all kinds of gloves, headgears, and other equipment placed inside. There were also many suspended sandbags in the room.
Huo Shen took a small pair of gloves and tossed it to An Xiaowan.
“Wear it.” His low and magnetic voice had an imperative tone.
An Xiaowan was shocked.
Then she saw Huo Shen placing his coat down and elegantly folding up his sleeves. Huo Shen approached her with a headgear.
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The headgear was just the right size. Huo Shen raised his hand, wanting to put the headgear on An Xiaowan’s head, but then he suddenly stopped moving.
The lighting in the wrestling room was warm yellow.
“Forget it. You don’t have to wear it.”
He stared at her injured face for two seconds and then tossed the headgear to the back.
“What are we doing, Mr. Huo?” An Xiaowan was curious.
But Huo Shen had no intention to explain. His deep voice sounded, “Reach out your hands, like this.”
He saw An Xiaowan was still not moving, so he went behind her, pressed her waist down, and adjusted her into a correct posture.
Even if An Xiaowan did not learn any martial arts before, she knew that this was a posture for wrestling.
Behind her, the man’s body had a unique temperature, and it was pressing against her back, grabbing onto her arms. An Xiaowan started to feel uncomfortable.
“Focus.” Huo Shen’s gaze deepened as he ordered coldly.
An Xiaowan turned back and blinked at him with her beautiful eyes. “Xiaowan needs to know what we are doing before Xiaowan can focus.”
Huo Shen released her hands and walked to her front.
“Follow my actions.”
Huo Shen demonstrated for her. His muscular and long arms came forward in a punching stance suddenly and then withdrew immediately after.
His actions were sharp and professional. Every punch was calculated and deadly if struck the opponent, and they generated a swift and fierce wind along with them.
“Mr. Huo’s actions are so much better than those that I have seen in competitions!”
An Xiaowan’s eyes were sparkling, but her legs stepped backward imperceptibly.
Huo Shen snorted nonchalantly.
In competitions?
Huo Shen had undergone training in a special training camp, and thus, those people in the competitions would not even be able to handle a single punch from him before they fail miserably.
“Punch! Dodge!” Huo Shen’s eyes focused as he ordered while throwing continuous punches.
An Xiaowan had no choice but to imitate his actions. She started punching amateurishly, moving left and right to save herself.
The actions were simple. However, after a while and coupled with Huo Shen’s changing techniques, An Xiaowan was already sweating profusely.
“Mr. Huo… Can we rest for a short while…”
An Xiaowan often went to the gym to train her muscles and maintain her figure, so her stamina was much better than a typical woman. However, while she was already drenched in sweat, the man opposite her was still breathing steadily, as if nothing had happened.
This man… He was truly a robot.
“Too weak.” Huo Shen stopped and looked at her with contempt.
This was why she was always bullied by others.
Huo Shen waited for her to finish a cup of water before carrying her and walking out of the wrestling room.
“Your stamina is too low.”
His voice was calm as he raised his hand and tossed An Xiaowan onto a treadmill.
“Six kilometers, no stopping before you finish.”
“Huh?”
An Xiaowan was shocked. “Can I not? I can’t run anymore.”
Was he training her to become a soldier for the special forces?
The man in front squinted his eyes and said, “Eight kilometers.”
“Urm…”
“Nine.”
Before he could finish, An Xiaowan’s expression became stern, and she jumped onto the treadmill quickly. “I will run!”
Huo Shen lazily leaned at one side, crossing his arms in front of his chest. He kept staring at her, running on the treadmill.
An Xiaowan’s running speed kept changing. Crystal clear beads of sweat were continuously falling from her forehead, and her clothes were already soaked due to sweating.
Time passed by, but Huo Shen’s gaze was locking on her for the whole time.
The coldness in the woman’s eyes gradually dissipated.
When he saw her tonight, she was covered in a layer of strange coldness he had never seen on her before. Her usually enchanting eyes were cold and empty, like darkness in a bottomless pit.
She was like a ghost that had fallen into depths of hell, miserable and lonely.
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