Hao Jian kindly dropped Gao Jiping off at the hotel, but just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Gao Jiping.
Hao Jian asked impatiently, thinking how troublesome this woman was.
"I'd like to take a bath first, can you help me?" Gao Jiping's cheeks flushed with a hint of shyness as she looked at Hao Jian.
Other than being cold-blooded and brutal, Gao Jiping was notoriously germophobic, especially loathing blood.
She had just killed someone and was covered in blood, feeling uncomfortable with the sticky sensation on her skin.
And now, being extremely physically weak, she could hardly move even a finger and had no choice but to ask Hao Jian for help!
"You've got to be kidding me. You want me, a big guy, to do this? Let me tell you, I am no Liu Xiahui."
Hao Jian was stunned, to do it for her? This woman was far too bold, wasn't she?
"Please, I really can't manage right now," Gao Jiping begged, looking pitiful with a severe case of germophobia that made her believe she would go mad if she had to spend the night covered in blood.
"Hey! You really are scheming against me, see? You've started to seduce me!" Hao Jian's mouth twitched with an I've-seen-through-your-trick pose, and said,
"But it's no use, I am a very faithful man, and I will not betray my wife for you."
At that moment, even Gao Jiping, who had never cursed before, couldn't help but blurt out a swear word. How narcissistic could this damn jerk be?
"Look at you, all angry because you can't have me, and yet you say your conscience is clear?"
Hao Jian pointed at Gao Jiping with a look of I-knew-it-you-cheater, which almost made her spit blood.
"Fuck off!" Gao Jiping roared, then struggled to move her arm, trying to take off her clothes.
"Fine, fine, I'll do you the favor then."
Hao Jian sighed and then sashayed over to Gao Jiping.
Gao Jiping rolled her eyes. Who exactly was doing whom a favor here? What was the meaning of his disdainful expression?
Gao Jiping was fuming, wishing she could cuss. In the past, men would salivate upon seeing her, but Hao Jian was different, behaving as if an extra glance would infect his eyes.
As soon as Hao Jian helped Gao Jiping remove her coat, she couldn't help but gasp in pain.
A fresh knife wound appeared on her shoulder, several centimeters deep into the flesh.
Not only that, Hao Jian also discovered that Gao Jiping's body was covered with scars, her back filled with wounds of all sizes.
Hao Jian frowned because his own back was just like hers; only those who are constantly bathed in the flames of battle would have such terrifying scars.
What on earth had this woman been through?
"Why does a beautiful woman like you have to go around fighting and killing like men?"
Hao Jian couldn't help but sigh, he could see that Gao Jiping must have suffered a lot.
Gao Jiping's delicate body shook, her complexion turning unsightly:
"Who says a woman can't fight and kill like a man? Are men the only ones allowed to strive for power, with women relegated to just staying at home and raising children?"
"That's not what I meant. I just think you don't need to live such a hard life," Hao Jian quickly said with an apologetic smile, realizing he had touched a nerve in this proud woman.
"Hard?" Gao Jiping laughed heartily and turned to look at Hao Jian:
"If you knew what my life was like before, you wouldn't think I'm suffering now."
"Hard before, but at least you didn't have to die, right?" Hao Jian said with a light smile.
"Not dead, but worse than dead!"
Hao Jian stopped smiling and said nothing more. He was curious what kind of harsh circumstances had forged Gao Jiping's wild character.
While Gao Jiping was lost in her thoughts, Hao Jian had already left the room.
At the sound of the door closing, Gao Jiping was momentarily stunned. He had just left like that?
She tried to get up and follow, but then realized she was completely naked and reluctantly sat back down in the bathroom.
Even if Hao Jian didn't want her money, he should at least have told her his name.
Gao Jiping was not someone who accepted favors lightly.
Immediately, Gao Jiping hummed with a fiery gaze:
"No matter who you are, I will definitely find you!"
It wasn't just because Hao Jian had saved her, but also because of the strength he had shown.
Alone she couldn't withstand much, but if she could hire Hao Jian to work for her, the outcome might be different.
In the morning, Hao Jian set off for the hospital but was interrupted on the way by a call from Brother Spice Ginger, who informed him someone had recently been investigating him.
"Oh? Do you know who it is?" Hao Jian asked.
"It's Gao Jiping from the Red Makeup Society. Mr. Hao, have you had a conflict with her recently?" Brother Spice Ginger asked.
Since Gao Jiping had been looking for Hao Jian from yesterday, Brother Spice Ginger had naturally heard the news and immediately contacted Hao Jian without hesitation.
"Oh, her. Don't worry about her," Hao Jian said casually.
He didn't want any further contact with Gao Jiping, but neither did he want to deliberately evade her; simply paying no attention would do.
"Is she a friend or foe to you, Mr. Hao?"
Brother Spice Ginger asked cautiously. If Gao Jiping was an enemy to Hao Jian, he wouldn't need to be polite, but if she was a friend, it would be a different story.
"Neither friend nor foe, you can treat her however you like," Hao Jian said indifferently.
Brother Spice Ginger got the message; Hao Jian didn't want to get involved with Gao Jiping.
After hanging up, Hao Jian chuckled to himself: "This woman, sure enough she has more than friendly thoughts, even starting to inquire about my identity."
When he arrived at the hospital, Hao Jian hadn't even stepped out of the car when Yuan Shanshan, crying, threw herself at his car door like a madwoman, looking incredibly frantic and pitiable.
Hao Jian's brows furrowed, and he rolled down the window to ask:
"What's wrong with you?"