The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 345

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. She... returned, panting just like before. Even though she was afraid of him, disgusted with him, and perhaps even hated him, she did not want him to hurt? At the thought of this, it seemed that even the pain in his body had become much less intense.

Yi Jinli cooperated by opening his lips and swallowing the medicine Ling Yiran fed him.

Her eyes fell on his lips, and sure enough, there were distinct teeth marks on his lips. He must have been in such severe pain that he bit his lips.

"If you look at me like that again, you'll make me think you want to kiss me." Yi Jinli's voice rang.

Ling Yiran immediately came to herself, her face turning red all of a sudden. "I just saw that you bit your lip. I didn't mean anything."

"It… doesn't matter if you mean anything else. You can kiss me whenever you want, Sis," he said. Though his face was still pale and his forehead was still covered with a layer of thin sweat, he did not stammer as he had before.

Ling Yiran turned away from looking at Yi Jinli's face to avoid herself from getting any redder.

Her eyes went to the spirit tablet placed on the table in front of her. The incense was still burning, but it was almost done.

"Do you want to burn any more incense? The current one is nearly burnt out," said Ling Yiran. Generally speaking, the burning of the incense could not be broken until the worship was over.

Tonight... Looking at the burning incense and candles, as well as offerings of food and fruits, he should be worshipping his father.

Yi Jinli heard this and made a gesture to stand up, but Ling Yiran quickly pressed on his shoulder and said, "Don't move, I'll do it."

She was thinking of hurrying on to another topic when he replied, "Yes."

She was stunned as she had not expected an actual answer.

"Do you think she's pretty?" he asked suddenly.

Ling Yiran gave a nod. To be fair, his mother was beautiful and her beauty was absolutely impressive.

"Yes, she is. My father loved her so much that he took her words as imperial edicts. He would do everything in his power to get whatever she wanted," he said darkly. "However, one day, when the man who could have given anything she wanted ran away from home for her and could no longer give her all those fine things in life, he was nothing but a worthless man to her."