Chapter 41: It Will Get Better

Lu Li, as the little princess of the Koi Carp Clan, was surrounded by a strong aura of good luck from birth, making her entire being a treasure.

Anyone who stays close to her for a long time will gradually be influenced by her aura, and their luck will become extraordinarily good!

However, this method is too slow and would take a long time to change someone’s luck.

It couldn’t possibly make Brother Pei’s luck good enough to immediately avoid the car accident later on.

So, to improve Brother Pei’s luck a little more, the little girl covered his face in kisses, hoping to make him the luckiest person besides her daddy!

In fact, to improve one’s luck, eating her flesh is more effective than kisses!

Though she is quite fat! And plump! Obviously, she has a lot of meat!

But... but that would be too cruel to the fish!

She might as well kiss Brother Pei a few more times QAQ.

The little girl carried a rich, sweet milky fragrance, even her kisses were soft and sweet, like butterflies, touching and leaving instantly.

Yet the cheeks bore a damp, cool touch, imbued with the little girl’s soft and sweet aura, never to be blown away.

For the first time, the boy’s deep black eyes slightly contracted, and his bewitching, beautiful face was startled as he lifted his long lashes, just gazing at her small, flower-like smiling face.

After a long while, his slender, fair fingers pinched the little girl’s chubby face, his eyes narrowed dangerously: "Do you know what you were just doing?"

No one had ever dared to ambush him like this before.

Xu Ciye and the other bodyguards turned pale with fright, but the little girl’s dark eyes showed no fear at all, her pitch-black lashes blinked as she mumbled in her soft, childlike voice:

"Li Li, was, was protecting brother."

"Protecting me?" The boy looked at her small frame, a cold laugh escaping his lips, "Just you?"

"Mm-hmm, just me. Li Li is very powerful!" Even being pinched, the little girl’s childlike voice was full of confidence: "And brother’s leg will definitely get better too, don’t be afraid..."

"Get better?" A trace of cruel malice flashed in the boy’s eyes, his lips curving into an extremely cold smile: "Do you really think my leg can get better?"

Even the world’s most authoritative medical team was helpless, saying that his leg was impossible to cure unless a miracle occurred!

What’s more, his family had chosen to give up on treatment and instead sought psychological counseling for him.

In the year since being crippled, he couldn’t count the number of sympathetic and pitying glances he had received. Those who knew the truth knew his leg couldn’t be healed, while those who didn’t speculated whether it could be.

This little thing was the first to say he would definitely get better.

Pei Xiubai’s sinister and cold expression, not to mention Xu Ciye who felt chilled to the heart, even the white cat KK that had been in his arms for so long couldn’t help but shiver with fear, letting out a low whimpering sound.

"Brother Pei... let go first..."

Xu Ciye’s voice trembled.

As the psychological counselor for this little master for more than half a year, he naturally knew that his leg was a forbidden topic that no one could touch.

The prouder and fiercer someone is, the less they can endure the humiliation of being crippled.

So after being crippled, the already ruthless boy became increasingly violent and ruthless, his temperament even more unpredictable, and Xu Ciye didn’t dare to casually mention his leg even during psychological counseling sessions.

Nor did he dare to say anything about his leg not getting better.

And yet, Lu Li not only mentioned his leg but also talked about treatment, undoubtedly adding insult to injury, causing this little master to remember the things he least wanted to think about.

No wonder he would erupt!

Xu Ciye steadied his mind and spoke again, trembling: "Little master, let’s talk it out properly, please control your emotions first..."

The boy remained indifferent, not even sparing him a glance, his eyes coldly fixed on the little loli before him, his voice smiling yet as cold as an ice blade:

"Go on, didn’t you speak so well just now? What, now you don’t dare to speak?"