Chapter 428: Chapter 428: I’m here, I assure you it’s okay_1
Zhang Xian saw the beautiful Assassin fall into deep thought, but he didn’t interrupt her.
Compared to other Assassins, he found this young woman quite interesting, not keen on killing him outright, even though her target was to kill him.
"I...I need to go."
Leng Shuang’er suddenly got up, intending to leave.
Zhang Xian grabbed Leng Shuang’er’s hand and asked, "Hey beautiful, are you feeling alright in the head? Do you think you can just leave?"
"What are you doing?"
Leng Shuang’er was startled, then suddenly shouted loudly: "Ah...Help! He’s harassing !"
"Uh..."
Zhang Xian’s mouth twitched unconsciously a few tis, annoyed he said, "Hey beautiful, what are you screaming for? You’re not naive enough to think these guys here will save you, are you? Daydreaming?"
"Help!" Leng Shuang’er continued to scream, regardless.
Soon, quite a few people gathered around. Seeing such a beautiful young woman in distress led many of the patrons to righteous indignation, blaming Zhang Xian.
"Tsk..."
Zhang Xian sneered, showing no intention of letting go of Leng Shuang’er.
"Bastard, in broad daylight, you dare to engage in such despicable acts, acting as if we don’t exist?"
A middle-aged man stepped out, pointing at Zhang Xian arrogantly, "I’m giving you ten seconds. Get out of here, or I will make sure you die very uglier."
"I suggest you don’t ddle in business that’s not yours."
Zhang Xian spoke coldly: "So things aren’t as they appear on the surface. Just because this beauty is crying out for help, it doesn’t an I’m taking advantage of her. Have you also considered other possibilities?"
"Don’t listen to him."
Leng Shuang’er said, "This guy is a rogue, he... he tried to take advantage of ."
Hearing this, the surrounding crowd’s faces hardened. Clearly, Leng Shuang’er’s words were more persuasive. In comparison, no matter how they looked at Zhang Xian, he appeared like a rogue.
The tall middle-aged man who spoke earlier, towering over everyone with a height well over 1.8 ters, stepped forward with a grim face and said, "Let go of the lady."
"So, you’ve decided to ddle in this, have you?"
Zhang Xian laughed coldly, "All the explanations seem a little feeble, I also don’t feel like explaining. Now, I’m standing right here. If any of you dare to co up, I’ll fight."
"Hmph, I’d like to see your capabilities."
The middle-aged man sneered, then suddenly stepped forward, his clenched fist seed to be heading straight for Zhang Xian’s head.
"Smack..."
Zhang Xian reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man’s fist, before kicking out fiercely.
"Shit..."
The middle-aged man let out a curse, his body involuntarily being knocked back, crashing into the wall so five or six ters behind him, creating a dull thud.
He flipped over with difficulty, looking at Zhang Xian with a hint of shock in his eyes.
He couldn’t believe that this guy who was just in his twenties had such imnse strength, swift enough that he didn’t even have ti to react.
The force from that kick earlier was much harder than he had imagined. The mont he was hit, he felt as though his organs had been jumbled around, making it too painful to get up.
"What the hell..."
The surrounding crowd was terrified by the scene. A man over 1.8 ters tall was sent flying five or six ters, only halted by the wall. How much strength would that require?
In such an unremarkable young man, what significant force is hidden?
With this scene playing out, they swallowed their saliva, not daring to step up. The beauty was indeed gorgeous, but with little to no chance of success, wasn’t it suicide to attack?
"Does anyone else dare to step up?" Zhang Xian asked coldly.
The crowd lowered their heads, not one of them daring to make a sound. They had seen how formidable Zhang Xian was, but there was no desire to experience it themselves.
"You...you let
go." Leng Shuang’er was sowhat anxious when she saw nobody coming to help her.
She knew exactly how strong Zhang Xian was. If she fell into his hands, she wouldn’t endure anything good. If she had known this would be the outco, she would never have co here.
However, more often than not, she didn’t have a choice. Zhang Xian was exceedingly strong, she needed an alternative strategy to complete the mission, didn’t she?
"Ring..."
Suddenly, Zhang Xian’s pocket emitted the sound of his ringing cellphone.
He took out his phone and saw that it was Mo Shaoyun calling. He answered, "What’s up?"
"Where are you?"
Zhang Xian replied, "I’m out."
"Can you...can you co back? My grandfather is not well, I need to go ho."
Zhang Xian hesitated, "Uh...I’m busy right now."
"Then you carry on, I’ll take a cab ho."
Zhang Xian furrowed his brows and retorted, "Wait, I’ll be right there. Don’t go out alone, it’s not safe. Your life is precious, think carefully."
"Hey...Stop that, Zhang Xian, what are you doing? Don’t touch
inappropriately!"
After a few shifts of Leng Shuang’er’s eyes, she suddenly leaned in close to the phone and yelled, "You’re so annoying!"
"Uh..." Zhang Xian’s face changed dramatically.
At that mont, Leng Shuang’er broke free from Zhang Xian’s grasp and sprinted away at a rapid speed.
Zhang Xian’s mouth twitched awkwardly a few tis, preparing to chase after her.
"You seem really busy... In that case, I’ll take a cab ho. I’m sorry for bothering your business, I’ll do my best not to call you often, you’re usually very busy."
Zhang Xian halted his stride, saying, "You need to listen to my explanation. What happened just now, it wasn’t what you think, I was frad."
"You don’t have to explain to . I didn’t bla you for anything, you’re free to do what you want."
Zhang Xian chuckled bitterly, saying, "Alright! Stay at the office, I’ll be there in ten minutes."
...
In Beijing, at the headquarters of the Tiannan Group.
Mo Shaoyun hung up the phone, her face looking a little ugly.
Although she had already decided to sever ties with Zhang Xian and cancel the engagent, she still felt uncomfortable when she found out he was ssing around.
However, without overthinking it, she picked up her purse and left her office, heading downstairs.
About seven or eight minutes later, Zhang Xian arrived.
Mo Shaoyun pulled open the passenger side door, climbed in, and stayed silent, her face cold.
That’s how people are, when they’re in love, even if the other person does sothing wrong, they might not get angry. But when you don’t like soone, even a little thing can upset you.
Now, she really didn’t like Zhang Xian, you could even say she hated him.
Zhang Xian glanced at Mo Shaoyun, lacking the intention to explain anything, he started the BMW and said, "I don’t know the way, you lead the way."
Mo Shaoyun said, "I will guide you."
Zhang Xian’s mouth slightly curved upwards, his face showing a bitter smile, then he steered the BMW onto the road.
The ride was silent and the BMW soon stopped in front of a detached villa.
After exiting the car, Mo Shaoyun swiftly entered the villa.
Earlier, she received a call from ho, saying that her grandfather’s condition suddenly worsened, and that he was in danger at any ti, urging her to rush ho. At this mont, she was very anxious.
"Miss..." In the villa, a middle-aged woman was sitting in the living room, waiting for sothing.
Upon seeing Mo Shaoyun’s return, she quickly rose to her feet, saying, "The master and madam are both upstairs. You should go up imdiately. The old master...."
"I understand..."
After wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes, Mo Shaoyun tossed her purse aside and rushed upstairs.
"What do you an? Is the old man about to die?"
When Zhang Xian entered the villa, he smiled at the mid-aged woman, "Could you tell
the situation? Why did the old man suddenly get so sick?"
"Who are you?" The middle-aged woman asked coldly.
Zhang Xian laughed, "It doesn’t matter who I am, could you first answer my question?"
"You..." The middle-aged woman continued to ignore Zhang Xian.
Seeing the woman’s indifference, Zhang Xian had no intention to ask further and made his way upstairs.
"Hold on."
The middle-aged woman stopped Zhang Xian and said, "Unless you identify yourself, you cannot go upstairs. The Mo family is currently not available for guests. If there’s nothing else, you should leave!"
"I am Mo Shaoyun’s husband, can I go upstairs now?"
Zhang Xian pushed away the middle-aged woman and said coldly, "If you fucking stop
again, I will slap you until you can’t tell your head from your tail."
"You..." The middle-aged woman wasn’t expecting Zhang Xian to be so arrogant.
But, seeing that he arrived with Mo Shaoyun and claid to be her husband, she stopped obstructing him.
Zhang Xian took a profound look at the middle-aged woman, then with a sneer, he sprinted up the stairs and found the room the old man was in, and walked in, laughing.
"Err..."
When Mo Fan saw Zhang Xian, he said, "Zhang Xian, you...you’re here!"
"Damn Zhang Xian, what do you an?"
Xia Shuyuan wiped away the tears from her eyes, grabbed Zhang Xian’s ear and angrily said, "Your grandfather is on his deathbed and you’re still laughing? You should be ashad, considering how much your grandfather talks about you."
"Ouch..."
Zhang Xian pushed Xia Shuyuan’s hand away, complained, "What do you an he’s on his deathbed? With
here, how could this happen?"
"What do you an?" Xia Shuyuan asked, frowning.
Zhang Xian glanced around, noticed there were several doctors present but none of them were treating the old man, and walked to the bedside, saying, "All of you leave! I’ll check on the old man."
"Zhang Xian, you..."
Mo Fan was startled and asked, "Are you sure? Doctor Tong and the others said my dad’s condition is extrely severe."
"Don’t worry, I guarantee he’ll be fine."
Zhang Xian smiled, "Didn’t you say the old man has been asking for ? Now that I’m here, and he hasn’t seen
yet, am I supposed to let him kick the bucket?"
"You..." Mo Shaoyun was furious.
Couldn’t this guy speak nicer? What does he an by ’kick the bucket’? Was he trying to piss her off?
"Can you cure the old man?"
Taking a step forward, two doctors approached Zhang Xian, asking with knitted brows.
They had been the ones looking after the old man all this while, and his condition had not been too serious. But this morning, the old man suddenly fell ill. He was now hanging by a thread, and death could co at any mont. Based on their judgent, the old man was beyond saving, and there was no point in sending him to the hospital as that could even make him pass away quicker.
And now this young man was boldly claiming that he could cure the old man?
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