The Rich Daughter Is A Mob Character, But She's Not Keeping In Line Novel - Chapter 42
Chapter 42: Results of His Rehabilitation
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
After Bei Bei’s incident last time, Bei Qingqing’s reputation in school had improved a lot, and her classmates had become friendlier towards her. This made her very happy every day in school, and time passed very quickly.
When she returned home in the evening, she found that a bunch of fitness equipment had mysteriously appeared in her house. The servants were installing them into Chen Jiazhi’s rehabilitation room.
“Wow, he bought so much equipment all of a sudden.” Bei Qingqing stood at the door and sighed.
Butler Zhang explained from behind, “Young Master said that rehabilitation training needs to be put on the schedule as soon as possible, so he ordered people to buy the types of rehabilitation equipment available on the market one by one.”
Bei Qingqing was speechless. What was important was the rehabilitation training itself, and not the equipment. No matter how much he bought, he only had one body, right?
In just a short while, the rehabilitation room was completely new. The rehabilitation equipment of all sizes and shapes took up the entire room.
Chen Jiazhi waved his hand. “Take a look. What do you think?”
Bei Qingqing thought that it was nothing much, but in order not to discourage his enthusiasm, she still nodded.
Seeing Bei Qingqing’s approval, Chen Jiazhi was even happier. He immediately dismissed all the servants and decided to start training tonight.
Bei Qingqing could not dissuade him, so she could only accompany him.
Chen Jiazhi confidently went to the fitness equipment. Before he fainted, these were not considered a big deal, but in a short while, his confidence was gone.
He had been unconscious in bed for three years, and his muscles had atrophied over time. Now, he only exercised a little and did some small movements, but he was covered in sweat.
Looking at the clothes stuck to his body, Chen Jiazhi frowned. His mysophobia had also started.
Bei Qingqing had no choice but to quickly bring him clean clothes and put them on for him.
Chen Jiazhi gave her a look of approval and continued to train.
However, in less than a few minutes, the clothes were soaked in sweat again.
Chen Jiazhi turned around and looked at Bei Qingqing expectantly. He signaled with his eyes that his mysophobia had started. It was time to change clothes.
“If you continue at this speed, you won’t even know how many times you have to change your clothes in an hour. You might as well stop wearing them,” Bei Qingqing said snappily.
Chen Jiazhi raised the corners of his eyes. “Are you sure?”
Bei Qingqing looked at his playful expression and ignored him.
Chen Jiazhi thought for a moment. It was troublesome to have Bei Qingqing run errands for him to get his clothes, so he decisively took off his clothes.
Bei Qingqing’s eyes were half-closed. As expected, no matter how many times she looked at him, she would still feel shy.
As a result, when she was shy, Chen Jiazhi did some upper body exercises as if he was teasing her.
Sometimes he asked her to help him massage his shoulders, and sometimes he asked her to help him do sit-ups. After more than ten minutes, Bei Qingqing’s face was already red, and his strong body kept flashing in her mind.
Finally, two hours later, Chen Jiazhi ended the training. Bei Qingqing finally let out a sigh of relief.
However, just as she pushed him back into the room before she could even catch her breath, Chen Jiazhi pressed down on her like a debt collector, suffocating her.
“I’m going to collect today’s kissing quota.”
Bei Qingqing had no choice but to close her eyes with a red face, allowing him to kiss her. The mature man’s scent on his body kept reminding her of his strong body, and her body could not help but become hot.
This subtle reaction was accurately captured by Chen Jiazhi. He whispered in her ear, “Shall we test the results of the exercise just now tonight?”
Bei Qingqing blushed and closed her eyes slightly, tacitly agreeing with his next move..