Chapter 982 Leaving the Imperial Capital
"All of you go down."
Zhong Yi looked at Zhong Lingxiao's bleak and somewhat hateful back and smiled.
The smile was cold.
"yes."
The Huo family's bodyguards and Xiao Yuan all went out.
Wan Jiang stayed by Zhong Yi's side, fearing he might be threatened. But Zhong Lingxiao, with his legs crippled, probably didn't have much ability.
"Young Master."
Wan Jiang called out, "The young master is here to see you."
Zhong Lingxiao slowly turned his head. He was so thin his cheeks were sunken. His eyes were even darker and colder as he stared at Zhong Yi. He was still wearing the same clothes he had worn at the intersection that day, and they exuded a foul odor.
He had lost all feeling in his legs and sat on the carpet.
The carpet was stained with blood.
This was Huo Xingzhou's special order. Just leaving him alive was enough. The people here wouldn't care. Zhong Lingxiao had been living a life worse than pigs and dogs during this period.
He turned around and looked at Zhong Yi who was sitting in a wheelchair.
Hatred in my heart.
He is still alive.
"What's wrong with your body? Can't you stand up? I heard that you are blind." Zhong Lingxiao learned the news by paying attention to the conversations of the bodyguards in the villa.
There are rumors outside that Zhong Yi is blind.
"Zhong Yi, are you really blind? God has eyes." Zhong Lingxiao seemed a little crazy.
His eyes were bloodshot.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm healed. Thanks to timely treatment, my eyes have recovered as before. That's why I came to see you now. My injuries are almost healed. You tried your best to kill me, but I'm alive and well now. Are you angry?"
He is angry!
He is so angry!
Zhong Lingxiao's throat was hoarse and he made a horrible sound, "Zhong Yi!"
"Don't be so angry, or you won't live long." Zhong Yi admired Zhong Lingxiao's miserable appearance. He was here to kick the man when he was down. He was also waiting for his eyes to heal so he could stab Zhong Lingxiao in the heart.
Zhong Yi looked at his twisted legs and said with a smile, "I think your legs might be completely broken if you don't get timely treatment. Why do you smell a foul odor? Is it because the wound is rotting? Don't worry, I'm here to save you today."
"What tricks do you have!"
Zhong Lingxiao is living in darkness here, and he doesn't know how long he will be imprisoned.
Zhong Yi came here at this time, what exactly did he want to do to him.
Sometimes he wished he could just die, but when he really felt the fear of death, he became a little scared.
"I don't have any tricks, I just want to tell you some news. The Pei family has fallen, Pei Zheng is imprisoned and won't come out. You have no helpers in the imperial capital..."
The Pei family fell?
Zhong Lingxiao was horrified, "Why did the Pei family lose to you?"
"What do you mean by losing to me? He deserved it. Who told him to smuggle cultural relics? He was caught red-handed by the police. Now the Pei family has fallen, and the business in the imperial capital has been taken over by the Huo family and me. The four great families have become a thing of the past."
"you……"
"Also, I'm the head of the Zhong family now. The old man knelt down and begged me to take charge of the Zhong family's business. You... have become an abandoned child!"
"impossible!"
Zhong Lingxiao's face was filled with disbelief. "That's impossible! You must have been conspiring to get the old man to hand over the business to you. What you said about kneeling is simply ridiculous! How could someone like the old man kneel to others? Zhong Yi, you are just imagining things!"
"Wanjiang."
"yes."
Zhong Yi sat leisurely in the wheelchair.
Wan Jiang took out his cell phone, opened the video shot that day and placed it in front of Zhong Lingxiao.
"Young Master, enjoy it. This is what the young master took. I wanted to keep it for myself. Since you don't believe it, I'll show it to you."
Zhong Lingxiao stared at the picture on his phone.
He saw the old man whom he had admired all his life, and that mountain of a mountain actually knelt down in front of him.
It felt like the sky was falling.
Zhong Lingxiao's faith also collapsed.
"How could it be... How could it be possible! How could the old man do this to you..." He looked at Zhong Yi, "You must be kidding me! He wouldn't..."
"He will do this for the future of the Zhong family. And now the Zhong family is in my hands, and his former connections are also at my disposal. Even if I let you out now, you can only live like a dog."
"Zhongyi, you bastard!"
"Well, do you have any more curse words to say? Curse more, while I'm in a good mood today. If I were in a bad mood someday, you wouldn't be able to utter a word. Although I can't kill you, I have many ways to make you live a life worse than death."
I am very happy with it.
He is not a saint.
He had been flustered and nervous when he returned to the Zhong family. He was bullied time and time again by Zhong Lingxiao and had no power to fight back. But Zhong Lingxiao underestimated him and didn't kill him.
It can only leave a disaster for yourself.
Zhong Lingxiao probably never thought that Zhong Yi would become the threat he is today.
"Zhong Yi, if you have the ability..."
"Kill you? Are you willing to die? Zhong Lingxiao, someone as greedy as you probably wouldn't want to die. If you really want to die, I won't stop you." Zhong Yi threw the fruit knife on the coffee table in front of him. "This knife is sharp enough to kill."
Zhong Lingxiao picked up the knife.
But my fingers were shaking.
It is better to live a miserable life than to die.
He is dead, but if he lives, maybe he can see the day when Zhong Yi receives retribution.
He couldn't bear to die.
"Are you scared? The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, very neatly."
Clang!
Zhong Lingxiao threw the fruit knife aside.
"I won't do as you wish. You just want me to die on my own and get rid of the guilt. Zhong Yi, I want you to look at me for the rest of your life with a thorn in your heart."
"oh."
No one knows who has a thorn in his heart.
"Wan Jiang, take the young master back to the Zhong family mansion and find a few doctors to check his leg. Just do what needs to be done. Oh, and don't look for some miracle doctor. This leg may not be healed by anyone, and he'll have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. And find him... find a companion to take care of him."
Wan Jiang responded repeatedly, "I remember that the young master had many lovers before, so just pick one."
"Well, you can arrange it."
Zhong Yi leaned back in his wheelchair, looking at Zhong Lingxiao, who looked like a dead dog. It would be nice to spare his life and just watch him laugh.
…
Early the next morning.
A private plane was already parked on the helipad in front of the Huo family villa.
The sky was dim and it was still chilly outside.
Aunt Qian arranged for someone to send all the luggage upstairs. Seeing Qiao Xi trying to move something, she quickly shouted, "Young Madam, don't move! It's not your turn to do any heavy work at home! Put it down now!"
She snatched the herbs from Qiao Xi's hand and moved things with a happy face.
It seems that Aunt Qian is very happy to return to Haicheng.
Qiao Xi looked back at the villa. Zhong Yi had not returned since he left yesterday.
Just right, it’s sad to say goodbye.
She felt complicated.
Really, I have to go.
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