"Keep an eye on him, and take him to the hospital in a mont." Ji Yebai instructed his bodyguard, then glared at Dragon Brother’s henchn: "Go back and tell his dad that he owes an explanation for today’s incident! Otherwise, he can forget about doing business!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Ji Yebai, with his long legs, walked out of the warehouse.
The sky had already darkened, with a sparse moon and stars, and a gentle breeze blowing.
His gaze shifted and landed on the Lamborghini parked by the roadside.
Cheng Youran was hugging Ning Xixi, crying nonstop. Seeing Ji Yebai co out, she pointed at him angrily: "Xixi, he’s a big bad guy! I went to find him to save you, and he was unmoved!"
Ning Xixi pursed her lips, her clean and clear gaze looking towards Ji Yebai.
"But he still ca, didn’t he?" Yan Yichen couldn’t help but defend Ji Yebai, while Cheng Youran, with puffed cheeks, huffed, "Hmph!"
Ji Yebai couldn’t be bothered to explain, and was about to leave when Gong Xiu suddenly spoke up, "Xixi, going ho looking like this, your uncle and aunt will be worried. Co to my place instead."
"Uh..."
"And also, I live alone, and my hand is injured. Shouldn’t you take care of ?" Gong Xiu half asked, half coerced, directly dragging Ning Xixi into the car.
The Lamborghini drove out of Ji Yebai’s line of sight.
He stood tall and solitary, his figure appearing lonely and proud.
His black uniform was soaked with blood, giving off a dark brown hue, startling to the eye.
Yan Yichen patted his shoulder: "Get your wound treated, I have an ergency dical kit in my car."
Taking the dical kit, Yan Yichen cut open Ji Yebai’s sleeve and couldn’t help but gasp.
The injury was terribly severe!
A little deeper and the bone would be visible!
Who knows how much blood he had lost, yet he prioritized teaching the kidnappers of Ning Xixi a lesson instead of treating his own wound!
Was this man a fool? Did Ning Xixi an more to him than his own life?
Antiseptics, dication, bandaging, throughout it all Ji Yebai didn’t show any reaction.
Yan Yichen sighed, "Sotis, it’s better to show weakness rather than act tough. Look at Gong Xiu, just a cry of pain and Xixi feels sorry for him. You, on the other hand, grit your teeth and endure, and she doesn’t even know you’re hurt. With the dark night’s high wind and a man and a woman alone in a room...tsk tsk... Brother, you have no chance!"
Ji Yebai’s pupils shrank, his gaze sharp, as he shook off Yan Yichen’s hand.
"Shut up!"
"What I’m saying is the truth." Yan Yichen shrugged his shoulders, "The Ning Family was heavily hit by the financial crisis the past couple of years, and they would inevitably seek a marriage alliance to turn things around. But you should know, they don’t have to choose the Ji Family. And Ning Xixi... she doesn’t have to choose you, Ji Yebai!"
Ji Yebai’s face turned cold as frost: "Enough!"
...
Gong Family.
Gong Xiu lived alone in an apartnt, not large, but warmly decorated.
Ning Xixi had changed into his ho clothes, sitting on the sofa swinging her little feet.
Her mind kept flashing images of Ji Yebai... they wouldn’t fade away.
"Xixi." Gong Xiu’s voice brought her back to reality.
"What is it?"
Gong Xiu knelt on the ground, applying dicine to the wounds on her leg.
Ning Xixi folded her rounded toes in discomfort and snatched the dicine from his hand: "I can manage on my own."
Gong Xiu looked at her with a aningful gaze, watching her awkwardly apply dication to herself, wincing in pain but refusing to let him touch her. The suspicion in his heart that had been suppressed for a long ti finally found its way out: "Ning Xixi, do you like ?"
Plunk—
The cotton swab fell to the ground.
"Like or not like, give an answer."
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