Chapter 65 Her Savior
Ling Xubai raised his eyes and met the gaze of Fan Yi who was walking behind Si Tang. The other party looked like a wild beast who wanted to declare his territory, with a strong sense of vigilance in his eyes.
After Fan Yi walked over to Si Tang, he suddenly put his arm around her shoulders. Si Tang was slightly startled. However, they really couldn't reveal any mistakes in front of others.
Fan Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked calmly at the sickly person in front of him who was about to die.
8856 stood behind him and consciously told him Ling Xubai's fate.
"The Ling family's only son, a genius in medicine and science, was born with heart failure. Currently, he... probably won't live more than two years."
Just a few numbers.
Fan Yi thought, he's just a small fry. Then, looking at his uniquely gentle and elegant demeanor and extraordinary bearing, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Perhaps this was the type Si Tang liked. If it weren't for that sickly look, he'd be incredibly charming.
Fortunately, he was a sickly man who was about to die. (Fan Yi: Yes, I hope he dies soon.)
Besides, he was Si Tang’s “savior” back then.
The fact that Si Tang was able to leave the Atlantic Ocean was entirely the work of the Lord God Fan You. If it wasn't Ling Xubai and others nearby, it would have been someone else.
"I heard from my wife that you were the one who saved her on the Atlantic island?" Fan Yi smiled politely, but his eyes looked a little cold and creepy.
Ling Xubai couldn't help laughing. The rumored Mr. Fan Yi didn't seem as gentle and harmless as the rumors said. The hostility in his eyes when he looked at him could not be concealed.
Not only was there no gratitude in his eyes as in his tone, it seemed as if he would eat him if he got one step closer to the woman beside him.
"Hello, Mr. Fan Yi. I've long heard of you." Ling Xubai politely extended his hand, a sincere smile on his handsome face. "I can't say I'm your savior. I just happened to find traces of human life on that island, so I sent people to investigate and found Miss Si."
After hearing this, Si Tang's eyes were filled with even stronger gratitude, and the smile on his lips softened.
Fan Yi, who was watching from the side, became even more furious: Do I need you to save him?
If Si Tang hadn't left, he would have forced them to get married! Why bother pretending?
Fan Yi was also extremely conflicted. He hated that Si Tang ran away when he was about to get married after being punished by God, but he also felt that Si Tang had lost his memory and had forgotten him and his bad side, so this was a golden opportunity.
She turned sideways to Si Tang with a gloomy face, lowered her eyes and stared at the man's overly thin and pale hand for a while, but really didn't want to shake it.
Feeling Si Tang's strange gaze sweeping over him, he pursed his lips and felt his teeth itching.
At the critical moment, Xiaoliu suddenly stepped out from behind Fan Yi, grabbed Ling Xubai's hand and shook it politely.
"Mr. Fan Yi is feeling a little unwell today. He has a rash on the palm of his hand." 8856 made up a strange excuse. "I'm his younger brother. I can shake your hand on his behalf."
"A rash on the palm of your hand?" Si Tang immediately looked at Fan Yi in surprise and worry.
Fan Yi: ...
He subconsciously clenched his palms.
"Um..." he answered vaguely.
"Do you want to go to the hospital? Let me take a look." Si Tang wanted to hold his hand.
"It's okay." He smiled gently and helplessly, clenched his hands and quietly avoided Si Tang's exploration.
"The rash on the palm of my hand is not big or small. If Mr. Fan Yi doesn't mind, could you let me take a look? I have studied all kinds of medical diseases." Ling Xubai said kindly.
There was a dark cloud in Fan Yi's eyes, and for the first time, Lord Poseidon felt caught in a dilemma.
Si Tang was still looking at him, looking very worried. Fan Yi suppressed his desire to destroy the world, and the hand behind him silently mobilized his divine power to take on his own self-harm.
8856, who saw everything clearly, broke out in a cold sweat: Maya, you are so crazy.
Immediately, Fan Yi calmly stretched out his hand under the gaze of the two.
There were several bloody pieces of flesh on the palm of his hand, and the flesh under the skin had been injured. Si Tang took a breath and looked shocked.
No, it wasn't there yesterday. When did it appear? How could it be so serious?
"How could this happen?" Si Tang anxiously grabbed his wrist, frowning deeply as he stared at his injured palm. Finally, hesitantly asked, "You... who hit you?"
Si Tang would never believe that a rash that only lasted one day could develop into this.
It doesn't look like a rash, it looks like... it's been scratched by something.
Ling Xubai now saw his wound clearly and said in a serious and worried tone, "It's definitely not a rash, it's an external injury."
Si Tang was just burning with anger. Who had touched her people?
Seeing the situation was a bit complicated, Ling Xubai spoke wisely, "Well, I have some things to do, and the students are still waiting for me over there, so I won't disturb them for now. As for Miss Sitang asking me to have dinner, I'm open anytime."
He handed his business card to Si Tang, and under Fan Yi's obviously cold gaze, he added, "Mr. Fan Yi can also come."
Ling Xubai finally turned and left, and Fan Yi's mood finally calmed down a bit. But out of the corner of his eye, he saw Si Tang carefully put the business card away, and his anger surged to his head again.
Si Tang turned around at this time, grabbed his wrist again in a serious and angry manner, and asked him, "Did someone hit you?"
Fan Yi felt the warmth of Si Tang's hand on his wrist. A dark light flashed in his eyes, and a light bulb suddenly lit up in his mind. He simply admitted, "Yes, I was beaten. They stepped on my hand."
"Who did it?" Si Tang asked angrily.
"He Moheng." Fan Yi uttered the name without hesitation.
8856 stood aside, thinking to himself, "Wow!", and wanted to applaud him.
As expected, when he heard the name, anger rose in Si Tang's eyes, "Looking for someone."
"What?"
"Beat him back."
......
On the evening that the museum exhibition closed, a new piece of gossip circulated among the wealthy families.
He Moheng, whose facial injury had just healed completely, was dragged into an alley and beaten up as soon as he came out of the club after discussing cooperation. This time, not only was he hit in the face, but his hands were also stepped on. Not only was his face swollen like a pig's head, but his fingers were also swollen like carrots. He even had difficulty signing the contract.
He Moheng just felt extremely unlucky. Wasn't it possible that someone was jealous of his flourishing career and handsome face?
This group of people is not the same as the previous group, but their lines are the same.
"I told you not to touch someone you shouldn't touch!"
"Beat you to death!"
"You provoked others, and you deserve it!"
"Do you deserve this face?"
He Moheng didn't know who he had offended. He was so angry that his liver was boiling with rage. Even the fact that the company once again reached a historical peak in marketing performance could not hide his anger.
It would be best not to let him catch him. In fact, he was very suspicious of Si Tang. But based on his understanding of Si Tang, he knew that even if he could confront him in the business world, he would not use such low-level tactics.
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