Madam's Awakening Shocks The Whole World-Chapter 666 - 242: Feng Bai’s Counterattack_6

Movement came from the bathroom, and Feng Bai wiped a green blue and white porcelain vase in her hands.

Footsteps approached from behind; as Feng Bai muttered to herself about Li Jingmo, she heard his low, sexy voice next to her ear, "What are you muttering about?"

"Ah!" Feng Bai jumped, startled, and the blue and white porcelain vase she held in her hands fell to the ground with a crisp sound, shattering on impact.

Li Jingmo’s expression darkened as his phoenix eyes glinted coldly, "That was a Tang Dynasty blue and white porcelain, worth eight million."

"Eight million? Li Jingmo, you must be kidding me! Just deduct it from my salary if you have to." ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Feng Bai said, feeling wronged as she saw his stern expression.

"Deduct from your salary?" Li Jingmo walked toward Feng Bai, who stepped back until she hit the wall. Li Jingmo then put one hand on the wall, trapping Feng Bai against it.

"Yes... yes," she said, frowning in distress. If he deducted her salary, would she no longer be able to eat well?

Li Jingmo lifted Feng Bai’s chin, "Even if you sold yourself, you couldn’t afford it, but if you were to sell yourself, I might consider spending eight million to buy you."

"Ptui! Li Jingmo, you big hooligan, I knew you weren’t kind-hearted."

Feng Bai pushed Li Jingmo away; her beautiful face immediately turned sour.

"I don’t want to sell myself, I’ll just find a way to repay you."

Feng Bai’s eyes reddened with grievance. She turned around, squatted down to pick up the pieces of the broken vase, and felt a sharp pain as her right index finger was deeply cut.

Li Jingmo’s face changed at once as he grabbed Feng Bai’s hand and saw the wound, "Are you dumb? Who told you to pick that up?"

He was displeased, especially angry.

"It’s your fault," Feng Bai’s reddened eyes made Li Jingmo’s heart shrink momentarily.

"Don’t cry, I’m not going to make you pay for it."

His heart softened, melted by her tears.

Feng Bai quickly stopped crying and looked up at Li Jingmo with a pitiful gaze, "Really? I don’t have to pay?"

"Hmm!" Li Jingmo nodded, and Feng Bai hurriedly wiped away her tears, "Li Jingmo, I knew you were the kindest, thank you."

Li Jingmo was speechless; he had finally seen through Feng Bai, finding her annoying when she was upset and nice when she was happy.

"Knowing I am good, you are not allowed to say I am bad anymore."

Li Jingmo pulled Feng Bai to one side, "Sit down properly for me."

Feng Bai obediently sat on the couch, watching Li Jingmo take out a first aid kit and come over to her, "What are you doing?"

Li Jingmo glanced at Feng Bai without speaking, set the first aid kit aside, opened it up, and Feng Bai, curious, stuck her head out to look. She casually picked up a bottle of medicine, sniffed it next to her nose, and her expression suddenly became strange. It felt familiar, as if... as if she had smelled it somewhere before.

"What’s wrong?" Li Jingmo watched Feng Bai freeze in place, her expression off, and asked with slight panic.

Feng Bai gazed blankly at Li Jingmo, "I... I don’t know, I just feel, feel very strange, there’s this familiar sensation, but I can’t remember why it’s familiar?"

She raised her uninjured hand and knocked hard on her head, trying to recall her lost memories.

Li Jingmo caught Feng Bai’s hand, looking grim, "What are you doing? Don’t knock on your head."

Feng Bai’s hands were tightly held by his, "I don’t want to knock on my head; I just want to remember who I really am."

A dark gleam flashed through Li Jingmo’s eyes. She wanted to remember who she was? Did that mean if she remembered, she would leave him? No, that was absolutely not allowed!

"If you can’t remember, then don’t think about it, your head will hurt."

Feng Bai nodded, and lowered her head to look at Li Jingmo, suddenly gentle as he bandaged her wound. His brows were soft, his movements somewhat awkward; even dabbing alcohol was so gentle.

"Li Jingmo, why are you so nice to me?"

Feng Bai asked instinctively, everyone said Li Jingmo, Master Li, was cold and heartless, yet she found him different from what they described.

Li Jingmo glanced at Feng Bai, "As long as you know I’m good to you, that’s enough."

"Don’t touch water with your hand until it’s better."

Feng Bai nodded and looked at the bandaged, unsightly finger with distaste, "So ugly."

Li Jingmo’s face darkened; it was the first time he had bandaged someone and been criticized for it being ugly.

"Hmph!"

Li Jingmo stood up and walked outside, his expression ugly, startling Steward Ming who was about to call Li Jingmo for dinner, making him wonder if he had done something wrong.

"Let her serve me dinner downstairs."

As these words reached Steward Ming’s ears, he finally understood; perhaps it was Feng Bai who had upset Master Li.