Chapter 63 I've lived long enough to see this!
Seeing that Feng Jue's clothes were disheveled and looked like they had been ravaged, a dark glint flashed in Feng Jinchen's eyes.
Seeing his wife's eyes filled with worry for another man, and not glancing at him once from beginning to end, Feng Jinchen unconsciously clenched his fists, his eyes filled with thick jealousy and displeasure.
If he had saved Su Xi, they might have reconciled, but now...
The man's eyes were dark, as if something was brewing within them.
He watched quietly as the medical staff gave the two of them basic treatment, confirming that Su Xi only had superficial injuries and was not seriously hurt.
However, Feng Jue's arm needs stitches.
"Uncle, you're injured. Leave Su Xi to me."
Feng Jinchen bent down, picked up Su Xi, and strode towards the helicopter.
Su Xi was exhausted, hungry, and weak, so she simply treated Feng Jinchen as a rescuer. After all, even if she resisted, this obsessive man would not let go.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Su Xi ate some easily digestible food and fell asleep.
When she woke up the next day, she saw Feng Jinchen sleeping by the bedside, with one of her arms held in his arms as if he were afraid she would run away.
Su Xi had completely lost interest in this hypocritical and heartless man and withdrew her hand.
Lifting his sleepy eyes, Feng Jinchen was met with disdain and indifference in the woman's gaze. His heart felt as if it had been violently ripped apart, and he called out in a low, aggrieved voice, "Wife?"
A beautiful beauty mark under the eye makes a man's aggrieved expression even more touching and deceptive.
Su Xi's face was completely cold. "Don't call me wife. You don't deserve it."
The man's expression turned serious. "Wife, I know you're frightened and upset, but please don't say such hurtful things. It makes me very sad. I really care about you; I wish I were the one who was tied up."
Su Xi scoffed, "I remember the kidnappers specifically asked you to deliver the ransom. What, are you afraid of dying?"
The man's expression froze, then he looked offended. "Xixi, do you think I didn't want to save you? Do you think I'm a coward? My uncle has martial arts skills, but I don't. I was just afraid I wouldn't be able to save you, so I was thinking of a foolproof plan. But my uncle took it upon himself to say he would go. I regret it now. I wish I had been the one to save you."
Su Xi was utterly disgusted by this hypocritical man and didn't want to continue the conversation. "I'm fine now, but my uncle is badly injured, and I want to go see him."
The woman's self-righteousness burned away his reason, and the man's tone turned cold, "He's your uncle, it's only right that he saves you. Don't feel like you don't know how to repay such a debt of gratitude. I'm your husband, I'll help you repay it."
Su Xi stopped insisting. She had already said what she needed to say while waiting for the rescue last night, and there was nothing more she could do except say thank you.
"Then please pay it back for me. I'm fine now and ready to be discharged." Su Xi had just gotten out of bed when there was a knock on the ward door, and Feng Jue walked in.
Her gaze swept over the man's stitched arm, and she unconsciously pursed her lips.
"Uncle, what brings you here? You saved Xixi, it's our turn to come see you."
"Really? I didn't hear you say that just now." As the man spoke, his gaze lingered on Su Xi's face seemingly unintentionally for a moment before casually looking away.
Feng Jinchen was a little embarrassed and couldn't think of any words to smooth things over, so he just chuckled twice.
Then he saw Feng Jue calmly and confidently look his woman up and down, his tone noticeably gentler than before, "Are you alright?"
Su Xi shook her head. "It's nothing. How about you?"
"I only have superficial injuries."
Feng Jinchen's face turned green instantly.
Feng Jue happened to look over and chuckled, "Nephew, why do you look so pale? Anyone who didn't know better would think you were the one who was tied up."
By the way, your text message yesterday was manually deleted. I said it was blocked by the system because I didn't want an insider to tip it off. Find that person as soon as possible, otherwise Xiaoxi will be in danger because of you again.
Upon hearing this, Feng Jinchen's expression shifted rapidly, changing from shock to anger to frustration.
No one but Wu Yaoyao could delete his text messages, how dare she? He wanted nothing more than to rush back and tear that damned woman to pieces.
What does "uncle" mean? What does Wu Yaoyao's troubles have to do with him? How could he put Su Xi in danger?
He cherishes her too much.
If she tries to argue her way out of it and drags Wu Yaoyao into it, Su Xi will be even angrier. Her uncle really has a good way with things.
Feng Jinchen clenched his fist. "I understand, Uncle."
Feng Jue was discharged from the hospital and returned to the company, while Feng Jinchen took Su Xi to her residence.
"Honey, don't move things around anymore. I only got in last time because I remembered your password. You can just change it."
Su Xi said expressionlessly, "If you trespass on private property again, I will definitely call the police. If a dignified president ends up in jail because of this, the shareholders will no longer approve of you."
The man's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, his expression hardening. He moved his lips, but swallowed back the words of rebuttal that were on the tip of his tongue.
Su Xi had just been frightened, so he held back.
After watching the man leave, Su Xi rested for a while, then had lunch before going directly to work at Feng's in the afternoon.
As soon as I arrived at the company entrance, I was surrounded by a group of reporters.
The man and woman, surrounded by reporters, were dark-skinned and looked bitter and resentful. Upon seeing Su Xi, they immediately knelt down.
Su Xi frowned; she was certain she didn't recognize the man and woman.
"Miss Su, please, have mercy and save my 10-year-old nephew. His mother and sister are both in prison, and we have no money. We can't just watch him die. Miss Su, you are a wealthy person. Please, for the sake of a human life, give us some charity. I'm begging you."
The woman was in utter despair, and even the dark-skinned, tough-looking man knelt on the ground wiping away tears. "My poor nephew is still on a ventilator and being resuscitated. If the money doesn't arrive today, he'll die. Miss Su, just 500,000 yuan is enough, consider it a loan from us. Please, I beg you."
Su Xi's expression turned cold.
Last night, the scarred man fell off a cliff and died on the spot. The other two men and Bu Cuihong were also arrested that night. She had actually thought about the 10-year-old child, but now that she was forced into this situation, she felt nothing.
"My money didn't grow on trees. Even if it did, it's still my own. I can give it away whenever I want; no way I can take it."
The woman was still wailing and crying, "It's all our fault, but the child is innocent..."
Su Xi coldly called for security guards to escort her away.
Those media outlets only cared about sensationalism, and within two hours, they had made the video a trending topic.
[This is truly an eye-opener. It's the first time I've seen someone so brazenly demand money. Miss Su was almost killed by this family; it's already a favor that she's not demanding compensation from them.]
If I were Miss Su, I wouldn't donate that money even if it meant feeding it to dogs.
There's always a reason why someone is pitiful. I was thinking of donating some, but I'll pass now.
Am I the only one who thinks Su Xi is too heartless? She could have saved that child with just a small act of kindness.
[To the person upstairs, I hope you also suffer round after round of persecution, but I wonder if you're as lucky as Miss Su.]
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