Inside the room, Han Xi heard the gunfire, and her body suddenly froze. She nervously walked to the bedroom door, gently opening it a crack.
Tang Jian clutched his injured leg, kneeling weakly on the ground, while everyone in the hall was holding guns at each other.
Liao Tingxiao looked down at Tang Jian disdainfully: "You’re too young to play tough with . If it weren’t for Tang Shixun’s sake, you wouldn’t be able to walk out of this door today."
Tang Jian grabbed the stair railing to stand up, speaking through gritted teeth: "I’ll make you regret it."
Liao Tingxiao chuckled indifferently and strode toward the living room.
Tang Jian dragged his injured leg down the stairs step by step, leaving a long trail of blood on the floor.
After Tang Jian’s people helped her leave the villa, they quickly drove to the hospital.
In the living room, Liao Tingting tucked her gun into the back of her waist, crossing her legs as she sat in front of the sofa: "Brother, I just shot ’Sister-in-law’. Tang Shixun will definitely co looking for trouble with us."
"Then let him co, I’m waiting."
Liao Tingxiao toyed with the cigar in his hand, calmly standing up from the sofa: "I’m going upstairs to check on Xiao Xi."
"Liao Tingxiao, I’ve suddenly realized you have a masochistic streak. Others half-ignore you, and yet you foolishly give them your heart. You could easily and roughly take Han Xi for yourself, but you refuse. Do you have a screw loose?"
Liao Tingxiao smirked, raising an eyebrow: "Sincerity is my strategy to win over Xiao Xi. I want not just her body but her heart too."
"You might have to wait until the cows co ho."
Liao Tingting mainly wanted Lu Jinghan to give up as soon as possible. If Han Xi slept with another man, then her being with Lu Jinghan would be just around the corner.
Liao Tingxiao knew very well what his sister was scheming in her heart. He didn’t say anything, just shook his head and went upstairs.
When he pushed open the bedroom door, Han Xi was sitting on the bed in a daze. Liao Tingxiao walked over and sat down beside her: "What are you thinking about?"
"Do you need sothing?"
"I was afraid you might be scared by the gunshots just now, so I ca to check on you."
Han Xi looked up at him coldly, her clean and elegant face devoid of any warmth: "I want to rest now. Can you please leave?"
"Alright, then have a nap. I’ll co to get you at lunchti."
After watching Liao Tingxiao leave, Han Xi began to calculate her plans regarding the distribution list. She decided to sneak into the study to investigate tonight.
She didn’t want to stay in this place any longer and wanted to return to Lu Jinghan, to their own little ho.
At lunchti, Liao Tingting placed a bowl of soup in front of Han Xi, speaking bluntly: "This is soup I specifically ordered the kitchen to make for you, hurry and drink it."
Han Xi didn’t believe Liao Tingting would kindly have the kitchen make soup for her. She raised her hand to push the bowl aside: "I have an injury, so I shouldn’t drink this seafood soup, it will infla the wound."
Liao Tingting’s face darkened; she had completely forgotten about that. If she had known, she would have cooked sothing else.
"This is a gesture of my goodwill. No matter what, you should at least have a few sips."
The more Liao Tingting insisted Han Xi drink, the more suspicious Han Xi beca about the soup. She looked up at Liao Tingting coolly: "I said I have an injury and can’t drink it."
"Do you think I’d poison you in the soup or sothing?"
Han Xi nodded seriously: "How about you try sipping it first?"
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