Dog Training (ABO)Ch33 - I am Ah-xiao’s legs

Yes, in Feng Zhan’s eyes now, he is just the “Little Jin’s Uncle.” All those moments of love and tenderness they shared, day and night, were merely means to treat Ruan Jin. They are not worth mentioning at all.

Feng Zhan’s gentle affection has always belonged to Ruan Jin from beginning to end. It’s his own fault, his own doing. If he hadn’t, out of compassion, coveted the tenderness that didn’t belong to him and easily believed in others, he wouldn’t have ended up in this situation. cAs6eo

Even though he had experienced a setback in the matters of the heart many years ago and should have learned his lesson, now, at a ripe age and being disabled, he still foolishly hopes for sincere affection from others. The Feng Zhan who has regained his memory must be laughing behind his back at his foolishness… It’s truly laughable.

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Ruan Xiao’s indifference doesn’t sit well with Feng Zhan. Seeing the lifeless figure leaning against the bedside in apparent disdain, Feng Zhan is quite displeased.

Observing Ruan Xiao closing his eyes, seemingly disgusted and refusing to acknowledge him, Feng Zhan reaches out and rudely pinches his cheeks, forcing him to lift his head and open his eyes to meet his gaze. “Ruan Xiao, do I look like I’m joking with you? Or perhaps, do you believe that during my memory loss, I genuinely developed some affection for you, so I hesitate to harm you?” 2PGVTJ

Feng Zhan’s grip on Ruan Xiao’s cheeks is forceful, clearly causing him pain. Under this rough threat, Ruan Xiao finally opens his eyes to look at him. His lips part slightly, and he speaks in a cold and icy tone, “Just as Mr. Feng said, whether I sign this contract or not, the cell extraction will continue. So, what’s the point of signing? Is it just to ease your Little Jin’s guilt, so he can use the serum made from my cells with a clear conscience?”

Ruan Xiao emphasizes the phrase “your Little Jin” with a biting tone, a mockery evident in his eyes. There’s no trace of the former tenderness in his words. The words sound harsh to Feng Zhan’s ears, and his mood takes a sudden turn for the worse. Gritting his teeth, he forcefully slaps away Ruan Xiao’s cheek. “You ungrateful thing!”

“Yes, making you sign that contract is indeed to pacify Little Jin. After all, he is different from you. He is pure and kind. If it were me, after gaining power, could I have let you roam so freely for so many years after what you did to him?” Feng Zhan’s gaze intentionally or unintentionally sweeps over Ruan Xiao’s legs, limp and powerless beneath the thin blanket. He maliciously sneers, “But you had a car accident and ended up with crippled legs, which could be considered retribution.”

Ruan Xiao’s heart, already muddled and bloody, feels like it’s plunged into a solution of extremely concentrated salt, burning fiercely.

There was a time when the man who would carefully massage his legs every night, holding him securely in his arms, allowing him to lean against his sturdy chest, would smile tenderly and sincerely say, “I am Ruan Xiao’s legs.” Now, that same man, with a malicious grin, speaks such cruel words.

Fortunately, Ruan Xiao’s complexion had already turned extremely pale long before, avoiding the embarrassment of letting Feng Zhan see the profound impact of his words on him.