In less than thirty seconds, the door opened again, and a woman’s slender hands handed over a bottle of water.
The man looked at the woman’s jade-like fingers and felt a tickle in his heart. Slowly, he reached out, and just as he was about to take the water, he deliberately pretended to take the wrong thing, firmly grasping the beauty’s wrist.
"You..." An Ying looked at him with sha and anger, trying to pull her hand out from his palm, "Let go..."
Her face, flushed with embarrassnt, showed a trace of panic. The scene of almost being assaulted downstairs earlier flashed in her mind. An Ying propped one hand against the wall, and the bottle of water in her hand had already rolled to the ground.
"Miss An, I heard that you’ve been living alone with your daughter these years. It must be hard, or you wouldn’t be cramd in this old crummy building," the man’s expression gradually beca excited as he spoke, emboldened by the smooth feel in his hand, "Miss An, as long as you agree to follow , from now on, I’ll take care of you, and even your daughter. I can help you take care of her too..."
The more the man spoke, the more unruly he beca. His actions were becoming increasingly inappropriate. Just as his other hand was about to touch her shoulder, An Ying glimpsed an umbrella on the shoe cabinet from the corner of her eye. She quickly grabbed it and, before he could react, she swung it hard at the man’s head.
"Ah..."
With the man’s cry, he imdiately released An Ying’s wrist, covering his head with both hands...
An Ying was so frightened that she didn’t even look at the man’s condition. She quickly locked the door behind her, collapsing weakly against the door, her breathing becoming rapid. She reached out a hand, gently patting her chest.
Nanny Zhang was dragging a suitcase to the balcony to dry the damp spots when she saw An Ying looking quite shook up upon entering the living room.
"What happened?" Nanny Zhang hadn’t finished her sentence when they heard a wailing sound from outside the door.
"Help , help ..."
It was clearly the man’s voice.
An Ying steadied herself, having naturally heard the sound outside the door as well.
"That guy downstairs ca up for water. I found his behavior inappropriate, so I threw an umbrella at him." An Ying’s voice was already tinged with worry as she spoke.
To avoid the man’s harassnt, she didn’t have ti to look at his condition and just hid inside the house.
"Bastard." Nanny Zhang cursed through gritted teeth, then looked at An Ying with concern, "Are you okay?"
"I’m okay." An Ying shook her head.
Just then, the man’s howling could be heard again from the doorway, sounding incredibly painful.
Nanny Zhang saw An Ying was still frightened, possibly not yet fully recovered from the scare, so she stepped forward softly, "You go sit on the sofa for a while, I’ll go outside to see what’s going on."
"Be... be careful." An Ying whispered.
"Don’t worry, a lot of people live in this building. No fool would dare cause trouble here." Nanny Zhang’s voice was loud, clearly not worried about the man.
"We should still be careful."
"Don’t worry, it’s fine."
An Ying moved her steps to sit down in front of the sofa.
Nanny Zhang gripped the door lock at this mont, peeking outside. With keen eyes, she first noticed a pool of blood on the floor at the doorway and was instantly taken aback.
Not far down the stairway, the man was huddled with his hands over his head, continuously shouting, "Blood... help ..."
Nanny Zhang saw the man slumped on the ground, and for a mont, she was also panicked. She hadn’t expected things to escalate to this extent.
In the corner, an umbrella lay forlornly. On the white handle were a few drops of bright red blood.
An Ying, sitting on the sofa, detected sothing was amiss when she saw Nanny Zhang anxiously walk out the door. Holding onto the wall, feeling terribly weak, she shuffled out step by step. Her heart pounded wildly when she saw the bloodstains outside the door.
She hadn’t yet looked at the man’s injuries when she heard Nanny Zhang’s voice.
"Call an ambulance now..."
What followed was utter chaos.
On the way to the hospital, Nanny Zhang secretly sent a ssage, then stayed by An Ying’s side, comforting her.
Originally, they planned to go to the nearest hospital, but during the drive, quite a bit of ti was consud, and they ended up at the most reputable hospital in T City. An Ying only realized this now, but she had no mind to worry about it.
Ever since being put into the ambulance, the man had been endlessly groaning about the pain, which beca increasingly irritating the more she listened to it.
However, the sight of blood gushing down the front of his head was quite horrifying.
Upon reaching the hospital, several doctors in white coats had already gathered at the entrance. An Ying was filled with a hint of doubt seeing such a scene.
When the man was pushed to the observation room, An Ying stayed with him the entire ti, with Nanny Zhang tightly following behind.
In the long corridor, An Ying sat against the wall, showing weariness through her desolate eyes.
Ever since the bookstore incident, each subsequent event had set her nerves on edge.
The man’s injury, ultimately, she would have to take responsibility for, compensation was inevitable. After all, she really did hit him with the umbrella, as for the man’s earlier inappropriate advances, they suddenly seed negligible.
"Don’t worry, it’ll be okay." Seeing An Ying’s lancholy face and gloomy deanor, Nanny Zhang quickly comforted her.
"I..." An Ying lowered her eyes, looking at the tightly shut door in the distance, her heart pounding, "I can’t let anything happen to , or Yinyin will be sad." It was as if An Ying was talking to herself, her beautiful eyes looking empty and vacant.
"Judging from his voice, he seems strong. Don’t worry, it’s probably just a superficial wound." Nanny Zhang had carefully observed the man earlier and noticed that although there was quite a bit of blood on his forehead, the wound wasn’t deep.
"I hope so." An Ying nodded calmly.
Having already exhausted all her funds compensating Grandma Wu, the man’s injury now would surely require a substantial sum of money.
The empty hallway saw hardly any dical staff coming and going.
This examination took roughly over an hour, and finally, he was pushed to have his forehead wound dressed.
During the entire morning, Nanny Zhang stayed by An Ying’s side until the man was moved to the ward. Reluctantly, An Ying entered the man’s VIP ward. The next mont, she saw several layers of bandage wrapped around the man’s forehead, still tinged with so blood.
Inside the ward.
The man lay on the bed with his legs crossed, his spirit looking extrely agitated. At this mont, the man looked towards the beauty at the end of the bed, "Miss An, I was just joking around with you, but I didn’t expect you to hit so hard, actually trying to kill ."
The man looked directly at An Ying, the words coming out as if accusing, leaving no room for retort.
At this mont, nobody spoke.
An Ying endured the discomfort in her heart.
The man’s pupils contained a certain stubbornness, his gaze on An Ying filled with a determination to possess.
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