Everyone who rushed over was stunned, looking at Fan Zhuo at a loss.
"Mr. Fan, how are you?"
"Master Fan, can you still move?"
Fan Zhuo froze in place, his pupils constricted, and he looked at Qi Sihan in shock. A chill instantly crept into his heart.
"Being touched."
"Call an ambulance!"
The follower who reacted the most immediately took out his cell phone to make a call.
Qi Sihan exhaled a puff of smoke with a cold sneer and said in a mocking voice, "Hurry up, he can't hold out for more than ten minutes. If he moves... all his bones will break. If you become paralyzed by then, it won't be my fault."
Fan Zhuo's face turned pale, and he looked at Qi Sihan with fear in his pupils. The feeling of oppression was engraved into his bones like a tattoo.
This man is so scary!
Everyone around looked over, but so what?
No one dared to help unless he wanted to die.
Wen Yanxi was also frightened on the spot. Judging from the situation, what Qi Sihan said did not seem false.
But his move was really great!
He didn't injure anyone and was just at the edge of danger. If there were any problems, it would be Fan Zhuo's own fault.
Qi Sihan walked over, squatted in front of Fan Zhuo, and poked his face with the cigarette in his hand.
A smell of burning smoke and flesh wafted over, but Fan Zhuo didn't dare to move. He didn't want to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
"Why? Do you really like this widow?"
"I don't like widows, but I just can't stand you bullying women. Next time you're around me, pay attention to your phone, or it won't be as simple as a dislocation."
Fan Zhuo blinked in horror, the cold sweat almost blurring his vision.
Faced with a man who was several levels higher than him in both strength and status, he had no choice but to obey.
Qi Sihan sneered and brought the cigarette in his hand to his mouth. The thin smoke made his cold face look dreamy.
The women watching were stunned by this scene.
"This man is so wild, I like him so much."
"The moment he dislocated Fan Zhuo's spine just now was so cool!"
"He didn't do it for the widow, he just couldn't stand Fan Zhuo's arrogant attitude!"
"I don't think it's that simple. Have you ever seen Young Master Qi meddle in other people's business? It must be because of Wen Yanxi's intervention!"
As the discussion was heard, everyone around looked at Wen Yanxi.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Qi Sihan's words were not credible. He was clearly helping Wen Yanxi, and his words were somewhat deceptive.
Seeing that things were almost settled, the host of the banquet hurried forward to take the cigarette from Qi Sihan.
"Master Qi, since you have come here so graciously, please don't get angry over this."
"This way please, let's go into the VIP room."
Several business tycoons surrounded Qi Sihan and walked inside, fearing that he would get angry again.
Qi Sihan did not meet Wen Yanxi, nor did he talk to her, deliberately trying to avoid suspicion.
Soon the paramedics arrived and carefully took Fan Zhuo away who was lying on the floor.
Wen Yanxi walked out of the venue when her cell phone rang.
It's a text message.
"I didn't look at you just now, so others shouldn't suspect anything."
Wen Yanxi smiled as he looked at the message. He had almost mentioned protecting her by name, and even said it wasn't obvious.
But it was rare that he was willing to accommodate her.
“Great job.”
In the conference room, Qi Sihan looked at the message with a satisfied smile on his lips.
?Xunian, who was standing next to him, watched his aloof CEO change from happy to jealous, and he could hardly figure out what he was thinking.
It’s hard to figure out what a man in love is thinking!
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