Chapter 75
"Are you okay?" Zhu Zhiyang looked at him with a heartbreaking look. "I heard they said you were... injured?"
Without waiting for Pei Huai to answer, Xiang Mingqi brushed the dust off his butt, tugged at Pei Huai's belt, and struggled to get up: "What are you pretending for? Didn't you say you'd never have anything to do with him again? You're acting like you're in an idol drama. You're sick."
Zhu Zhiyang's heart sank upon hearing this, and he bit his lip to swallow what he was about to say. Seeing that his injured hand seemed to be fine, he let go and asked Pei Huai to follow him out. By now, the men Zhu Zhiyang had brought with him must have distracted PBL quite a bit in the front yard. Dando was under attack from both sides, and he wouldn't be able to free up his hands for a while. Xiang Mingqi dragged Pei Huai along by the waist for two steps, his eyes full of disgust as he cast towards Zhu Zhiyang.
"Oh my, you're here to save someone, but why are you wearing a suit and spraying perfume? It smells pretty expensive. You're just missing a bouquet of flowers in your pocket to cosplay my cousin. Are you here to save someone or for a blind date?"
"What I do has nothing to do with you."
"Is it okay? I can smell your sour smell even from this far away. Why don't you change your personality? The domineering, possessive older man is no longer popular these days. Only sunny and cute younger men like me can not only keep their freshness for a long time, but are also obedient and likable."
"Shut your damn mouth."
"You scolded me! Don't act like a scoundrel and tell people to shut up just because someone said something right. Brother, look, this kind of ordinary man who cares about face but has no ability and shuts people up when he's exposed is the worst." Xiang Mingqi pointed at people behind Pei Huai, "Look how honest he is, how good he is."
A knife chopped his head: "Be quiet."
"Ah uh uh brother, you hit me..."
After Xiang Mingqi pitifully did as he was told, Zhu Zhiyang glanced at Pei Huai and said, "You haven't given me an explanation yet."
"What do you want?"
The corner of his eye moved back: "Why did you choose Jingshan Real Estate? You know very well how much loss the Bangkok Hotel suffered because of him."
Pei Huai said in a normal tone: "If you hadn't agreed, you wouldn't be alive today."
"that's all?"
"Um."
A hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder, and Zhu Zhiyang's back teeth made a creaking sound. He stepped forward quickly, intending to question, "Is it because of this? Because of this, you still refuse to confide in me. Pei Huai, do you know that every word you conceal is getting closer to you and him? You made me watch you leave!"
Pei Huai wanted to brush his hand away.
But Zhu Zhiyang gripped his shoulder even harder. He refused to let him go, his fingers clenched, pupils dilated to the brim. "We're no longer in a relationship where we can talk about anything. You have someone you can confide in, but what about me? What should I do? You ignored him before, but you can now. Right, right, Pei Huai?" Suddenly, his fingers were forcibly pried apart from behind his shoulder. Xiang Mingqi pulled his hand away, slowly, his eyes filled with disgust.
"Don't touch him," he warned.
"I still say the same thing." Zhu Zhiyang retracted his hand and stared at Xiang Mingqi, whose expression was equally grim. His masseter muscles bulged slightly. "Without you, nothing would be like this now."
"That's weird. Why do I feel like you still can't get it even without me?"
The tense atmosphere was ignited by the eye contact, and Pei Huai raised his hand to stop it. He glanced at Xiang Mingqi, then turned to Zhu Zhiyang, who was pursing his lips: "He's not that bad."
Xiang Mingqi was so excited that he covered his mouth: "Oh my God, dump him quickly, dump him quickly and then say that I am the one you love."
"Zhu Zhiyang." Pei Huai's eyelashes froze at a certain angle, his emotions indifferent. "I'm very realistic. I can see clearly whether a person says something or does something. Sweet words can't move me. I just stood there, and he walked over on his own."
"Yeah, yeah, brother praised me. I'm the best."
Zhu Zhiyang's unfriendly look seemed to remind him: "He kidnapped you from me, deprived you of your freedom, and should also be held responsible for your brother's death."
"He doesn't owe me anything about Yu Mingrui," Pei Huai said. "As for the bastard things he did, I've taught him a lesson. If he does it again, I still won't show him mercy."
"Wow, Brother Pei Huai is so ruthless and so handsome..."
He looked up at Zhu Zhiyang, his eyes as deep as the mountains at sunset. For the first time, he solemnly stated his stance towards someone: "I choose someone based on what they have done for me, not how many times they say 'I like them' to me."
Zhu Zhiyang remained silent throughout the journey, ignoring the complacent Xiang Mingqi's pats and taunts. According to cellphone messages, they had already captured Duan Heng and were administering emergency medical treatment. However, the moment the back door to the garden opened, Pei Huai reacted with remarkable speed, quickly raising his shoulder to pin Zhu Zhiyang against the wall, causing a volley of bullets from the opposite corner to grazed their shoulders.
"Go to the back." Looking at several figures approaching from the south side of the garden, Pei Huai squatted down slightly and winked at the two men who could not help much.
Some stood still, guns drawn, while the leader stepped forward. Even at a distance, he could easily identify the other man.
"Gyrfalcon, you're so beautiful." Dando traced his features with fascination, aiming his gun. "So beautiful that I'd be willing to break your beautiful legs and sever your hamstrings to keep you."
“…Get lost.”
"You were so heartless once. You made people chase you until their death. My Gyrfalcon doesn't need to fight for anything. I want him to be by my side, where I can see and touch him at any time."
Pei Huai was not polite to him: "Stay away from me."
"I know it'll hurt a little." The muzzle of the gun pointed at Pei Huai's calf, a flash of reluctance flashing in his eyes. "But if I want to lock up this beautiful, free bird and make it mine, I have to pluck its feathers bit by bit." He stepped forward and said to everyone, "You can do with the rest except him. My beautiful bird, just shoot off its legs. Be careful not to hurt it too much."
"Wow, what a pervert!" Xiang Mingqi grabbed Pei Huai's arm and pulled him back into cover, but the bullet still caught his heel, slicing through the edge of the wall and sending rubble flying. He turned to ask Zhu Zhiyang how long it would take for the people from the Bangkok hotel to arrive, but the answer he got was less than satisfactory.
The convoy was intercepted on its way to support Duan Heng. This was probably part of Dando's plan. It was to trap them here.
"Let me analyze the current situation. It's about you and me." He pointed at Zhu Zhiyang with a look of disgust. "You're doomed. And you, brother Pei Huai..." He pointed at Pei Huai with a look of despair. "If he captures you and takes you as his wife, I won't agree. I'm going to resist."
Zhu Zhiyang nodded at him and said, "Are you the only one who is lame like that?"
"What's wrong with being lame? If I'm lame, then I won't sit in the main wife's seat?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the relentless approaching fire forced them to abandon the door as cover and continue their retreat. From the reflection of the doorway, Pei Huai knew they were surrounded. This situation was dangerous. He pulled Xiang Mingqi's arm close to his eyes, slashed his palm under the confused yet innocent gaze of his brown eyes, and smeared the blood on his ankle.
Xiang Mingqi looked at her bleeding hand, then looked at him, her eyes wide open in disbelief.
"You, you row me."
Pei Huai grabbed his collar, dragged him over and kissed him, then asked, "What now?"
"Hey brother, your lips are so soft. I'm so happy. What happened just now? Why is my hand injured?"
Who would have thought that the senior would push him away without even paying any attention, stand up from the ground, and pull out the dagger from the inside of his boot: "Everyone stand back. I'll take care of it."
Considering his behavior just now, Xiang Mingqi had an idea. "Brother, play it," he hurriedly instructed as he retreated. "Just think of that timid 'no' or 'pervert' you said last time. You're already intoxicated. If you act scared, he'll be completely defenseless."
After the bullet pierced the door, another round of fire followed. Dando noticed that the noise behind the door had subsided considerably. He saw a trail of blood on the ground, and then, escorted by a group of men, he entered the hallway. There was no movement in the room, and following the blood trail, he would find the person he was looking for not far away.
Dando immediately raised his hand and pressed the muzzle of the gun to avoid causing unwanted casualties.
He sent someone to search for the other two, and then he went forward alone. He saw the figure that had haunted him, huddled in a corner, his silver hair disheveled, his lips swollen and red from biting his teeth. The junction of his shoulders and neck was indescribably pale, like a cornered snow leopard: fierce, beautiful, and vulnerable. Sweat covered his collarbone, and his shirt was soaked, clinging to his plump, alluring chest.
A section of his right ankle was bleeding profusely, and he was covering it with his hand. Seeing Dando approach, he immediately shrank back in panic and bewilderment. Seeing his fear, Dando felt a sharp pain in his left chest. He strode over, took off his coat, wrapped it around his body, and picked him up.
Very light, weighs nothing.
"don't want……"
"It's okay, these guns are not pointed at you. I will take good care of you and find the best doctors. Don't be afraid. Nothing can leave a scar on you." He touched Pei Huai's calf with pity and kissed the side of his neck. Pei Huai turned his head away, biting his lip and not wanting to look at him. Danduo coaxed softly, "Let me see your wound, it will heal. It's my fault. It's all my fault." Just as he touched the bloody ankle, he heard someone screaming behind him.
"No, no, no! The bullet didn't hit him. If the bullet hole appears here, it means that we didn't hurt him at all." At the same time, his hand touched the protruding ankle. Because he was thin, the bones were exposed more obviously.
But to his surprise, there wasn't even a scratch on it. As he was on guard, the body he'd held tightly in his arms, a body that had been terrified, helpless, and pitiful just moments before, now held the knife to his throat.
She placed her lips next to his ear and blew a breath.
"Now, do you still have the guts to say you like me?"
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