She thought to herself that getting rid of two people at once would no doubt be a great help to her husband!
Just as Second Aunt Lai was about to slip away, she turned around and saw Li Zihan approaching at a quick pace, scaring her out of her wits.
He was originally here to visit his uncle, but as soon as he arrived at the ward, he heard about his third aunt’s hospitalization.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang.
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling...
The call from his brother Li Zishen ca at such a coincidental ti that, as he looked down, he perfectly missed seeing the terrified Second Aunt Lai.
He didn’t see her and stopped halfway.
"Yes, just arrived at the hospital," Li Zihan answered the phone and directly sat down on a nearby seat.
"How is uncle doing?"
"He’s awake now, can communicate, but his speech is a bit slow, needs so ti to respond."
A single word, "awake," brought imnse relief to Li Zishen.
"These past few days have been tough on you. What do you want when you get back? Just tell when you decide."
"It’s okay, Brother, just go about your business."
While Li Zihan was on the phone with his brother Li Zishen, Second Aunt Lai took the opportunity to sneak away, her face unable to hide the triumphant joy and smugness.
...
anwhile, in Chicheng.
By the ti Tang Xiaowan and the others returned to the Chihai Hotel, it was already past 10 p.m.
The elevator doors slowly opened and then closed.
The four of them ca in a boisterous group, chatting and laughing, instantly breaking the silence of the 39th floor with whistle sounds, jangling keys, and even so hopping.
This entire floor was full of deluxe suites, and because of their extravagant prices, there weren’t many guests.
Tonight, only three suites were occupied.
They were Shen Yiming and Li Ruonan, Leng Lingxiao and Tang Xiaowan, and the other was Li Zishen.
"You two, you better get up early tomorrow. Don’t stay up too late tonight, or the diving plan will have to be scrapped again, hahaha."
Tang Xiaowan blushed, slightly embarrassed.
Though Leng Lingxiao didn’t say anything, the corners of his lips curled into a slight smile; before entering his suite, he made a gun-shooting gesture at Shen Yiming as a warning.
"Alright, alright, my mistake, I can’t provoke you guys, after all, you are newlyweds."
Shen Yiming was either doing it on purpose or unintentionally making a lot of noise, ending with a sudden loud shout before he entered his suite.
This statent was like the finishing touch, deeply piercing another man’s heart.
Xiao Wan? Is Xiao Wan here?
She’s not leaving tonight, not going back to the estate?
In fact, just now, Li Zishen was very conflicted inside his room, even considering whether to go out.
He really wanted to see Tang Xiaowan, to greet her, even if just to exchange a few polite words, but in the end, he gave up.
She was married now, the wife of Leng Lingxiao, and he didn’t want to make things difficult for her.
"Brother Shen, about your uncle..."
With Bai Long’s ntion, Li Zishen’s scattered thoughts were instantly pulled back.
"Song Dapeng is dead, and his wife has disappeared! Why was my uncle beaten so badly by my father and kicked out of the hospital, with broken ribs? If Wang Junchen really is the mastermind behind my mother’s kidnapping, then why would he deliberately bring up my uncle? I don’t know why, but I always feel... like we’re missing sothing!"
"Do you think there are doubts about Song Dapeng’s experiences in prison, or do you suspect that there is sothing being hidden between your stepmother and your uncle?"
"Both, don’t you think that if we connect all these events, it seems like soone is..."
"Taking revenge for Yi Xiaodan?"
Li Zishen nodded with profound eyes and then turned to look out the window.
"Song Dapeng and Su Luoyi, my uncle and my mother, all of them... were connected to Yi Xiaodan in various ways and all have had accidents recently... two dead, two injured. Even though Song Dapeng’s supposed suicide could have been orchestrated by Leng Lingxiao... being beaten every day in prison... isn’t that too miserable? And those n weren’t Leng Lingxiao’s people."
Bai Long’s eyes flashed with a glint of insight, as if sothing had occurred to him.
So he took two more steps towards Li Zishen.
"Madam Lai and Yi Xiaodan were classmates and dormitory roommates, right? They had a good relationship."
"At Bie Yuan Restaurant, there’s always been a peony root carving on display..." Li Zishen paused, suddenly rembering Yi Xiaodan’s carved wooden box, "A couple of days ago, my mother suddenly went mad, clutching a wooden box. Nanny Wu said... that it was a gift Yi Xiaodan had intended to give my father before she was killed. She had found it in the garden and had been secretly hiding it in the wardrobe."
"Why didn’t she give it to... your father?"
"She said out of rembrance, because Yi Xiaodan treated her well, so she kept it for herself."
In reality, Bai Long wasn’t concerned about Nanny Wu at all; he just couldn’t understand why the mastermind behind the scenes always targeted Li Zishen’s blood relatives, especially the reclusive Madam Lai.
Shen Shiyi was enigmatic, with mbers scattered everywhere. Who would be the next target?
"Brother Shen, regardless of whether Wang Junchen is the mastermind or what his relationship with Yi Xiaodan really was, I think the pressing matter now..."
As he was speaking, sudden hearty laughter from a man ca from the next room.
Followed by the sound of a man and a woman running and playing, although indistinct, one could still feel the joy of being chased.
Li Zishen’s heart sank imdiately, and he waved to Bai Long, signaling him to leave.
"Brother Shen, the next target of Shen Shiyi..."
"Let’s talk about it tomorrow, I’m tired."
Of course, Bai Long knew who was staying next door; it was Leng Lingxiao, and the recent sounds of frolicking undoubtedly belonged to Leng Lingxiao and Tang Xiaowan.
He didn’t dare to say more and left with a frown.
Even with the supre suite’s soundproofing, the laughter pierced through, deeply wounding Li Zishen.
"Still so fond of playing the big bad wolf!"
"You’re willing to play with the bodyguard, willing to play with Leng Lingxiao, but not with ."
"Xiao Wan, actually, I..."
Li Zishen suddenly felt a painful stomachache, and sweat beads slowly surfaced on his palms.
Since he’d taken the helicopter early in the morning to rush to Chicheng, he hadn’t eaten well or rested properly all day, always busy.
Though the man was tall, at this mont, without his usual pride, he appeared very lonely and desolate.
Enduring the pain, Li Zishen slowly walked to the bedroom and lay quietly on the bed after swallowing a few Chinese dicine pills, with his eyes tightly closed.
This was the place farthest from the room next door.
He thought if he didn’t hear it, he wouldn’t feel that bad; yet, longing is strange in that the more you suppress it, the stronger it becos.
His thoughts once again turned to the newly hired rcenary and the assassination plan.
"Leng Lingxiao must die. He must."
With a thud, Li Zishen fiercely threw the wooden pig carving in his hand.
But after venting his anger, he felt even more stifled and picked up the wooden pig carving lying on the carpet with red eyes.
This was sothing he treasured dearly, thankfully undamaged.
After all, it was jealousy controlling his emotions!
"Xiao Wan, I’m sorry, I’m not angry with you; I just don’t think Leng Lingxiao is worthy."
"He’s such a sinister and venomous person, how could he deserve your kindness, how could he give you the life you want, give you the... sense of security you desire?"
"Why can’t you play the big bad wolf ga with , afraid I’ll catch you?"
He held the wooden pig carving, muttering to himself.
Just then, the fire alarm suddenly went off, and in a reflex, Li Zishen looked toward Tang Xiaowan’s supre suite.
He recalled what Bai Long had just been speculating: who would be the next target of Shen Shiyi?
Ding-ding-ding, ding-ding-ding, ding-ding-ding...
The alarm sounded like a death knell, stabbing at Li Zishen’s nerves.
He could not afford to think any more and bolted out the door.
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