Li Changhui scread as he tumbled to the floor. He never expected that Fan ilin, who had never even raised his head in front of him, would actually punch him in the face.
He raised his hands and touched his nose. And as soon as he touched it, Li Changhui knew that there was sothing wrong. Because his hands touched sothing red and warm. Blood!
"Fan ilin, you—"
"What’s wrong?" Fan ilin leaned down and sneered at Li Changhui. "Did you finally learn that there are severe consequences of your actions?"
He could listen to anything; even if one was to curse him bloody, Fan ilin would not say anything. But he would never forgive anyone who dared to bring back the mory of that day.
Did they think that it was funny? Maybe to them, but the pain and the sense of loss he had felt that day when he lost his child, as well as the ability to get pregnant with another child, were not funny to Fan ilin at all.
He could still rember very well how blood trickled down his legs as his entire stomach churned and twisted. It was as if soone had turned a grinder inside of his belly, every single twist cut a bit of his flesh until he could no longer stand on his own two legs.
And while he was suffering, Liao Hong stood calmly while watching him lose the very thing that he would have traded his life for.
Yet Li Changhui was foolish enough to bring this matter up in front of him like this!? Did Li Changhui really think that he was not going to retaliate?
"What’s going on here?"
Fan ilin’s pupils constricted when he heard Luo Huian’s voice. He raised his head and looked at Luo Huian, who was standing behind Li Changhui. She was looking at the r who had fallen on the ground with his daughter crying by his side before raising her head and looking at Fan ilin.
She blinked her eyes and questioned again, "Is everything alright?"
What happened in a few minutes? Didn’t she just leave this r alone for a total of five minutes—so how co he ended up in a brawl with soone so quickly?
Fan ilin straightened up. He glanced down at the r who was still touching his nose, but this ti around, he was not touching his nose because he wanted to see the damage done to it.
Instead, he was touching it because he wanted to hide the distorted and broken nose from Luo Huian.
"Miss Luo!" Li Changhui jumped to his feet. With red-rimd eyes, he said to Luo Huian, "You have to give an explanation. Look at this; your husband has punched in the face and smashed my nose."
"It hurts so bad that I can’t even breathe!"
"Then how are you still alive?" Luo Huian asked with a frown on her face.
Li Changhui: "..."
Fan ilin, who had expected Luo Huian to scold him after listening to the one-sided words of Li Changhui, burst out laughing.
This woman was really amusing. Li Changhui was trying to win her affection and care. Yet she was asking him why he was alive?
That must have been quite a blow to Li Changhui, thought Fan ilin.
This r was after all used to Cao Xueping and Liao Hong jumping to save his skin.
Fan ilin glanced at Li Changhui and sure enough the r was staring at Luo Huian as if he had never seen anything like her.
"Miss Luo… he punched in the face and broke my nose," as if afraid that Luo Huian had not heard him the first ti, Li Changhui repeated his words again.
"I heard you the first ti alright," Luo Huian stated with the furrow between her brows deepening even further. "I am not blind; I can see that you are punched just fine."
Li Changhui puffed his chest out and looked at Fan ilin with a proactive look. He turned to look at Luo Huian and said , "Then—"
"But what did you do for him to punch you?" Luo Huian asked, interrupting the r who raised his head and stared at her in shock.
"What did you say?" Li Changhui was certain that he had misheard Luo Huian. In the past, when he complained to Liao Hong, the latter would punish Fan ilin without asking anything.
What Li Changhui did not know was that Liao Hong wanted to break the spirit of Fan ilin as harshly as she could.
But Luo Huian did not have such perverted intentions, not to ntion she could see the Aura of Gloom getting more and more out of control.
’Tsk this little shit,’ thought Luo Huian. She had worked so hard to get Fan ilin’s Aura of Gloom to a normal range. And yet this r ended up raising it once again.
He was lucky that he was a r. If he wasn’t, then Luo Huian would have skinned him alive for the losses that he had made her suffer for no reason.
With that thought in her head, she walked past Li Changhui and caught hold of Fan ilin’s wrist.
"Why did you have to punch him?" Luo Huian asked, causing Fan ilin to lower his head.
Sure enough, she was blaming him.
"If you were going to punch him... Do it sowhere where there are no witnesses," Luo Huian’s words caused Fan ilin’s faltering heartbeat to skitter and jump. He raised his head and looked at Luo Huian in shock. His eyes widening as he stared at the woman who turned and looked at Li Changhui,
"Here, catch it." She threw a stack of yuan at Li Changhui, who followed her order without refusing.
Luo Huian then said to him, "This much should be enough for you to have your nose done. And this ti around, make sure to make it a bit smaller lest you poke your nose in a matter that doesn’t concern you."
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