Ruan Chen reached out to wipe the blood splattered on Fu Jianzhi's face, her voice hoarse, "I'll call your dad to come and keep you company. I have something to take care of. Can you stay here and watch over Grandpa?"
The three large characters "[In Surgery]" were illuminated in a glaring red light.
Fu Jianzhi grasped her hand and asked softly, "Sister, where are you going?"
“I’ll be back soon, just wait for me here,” Ruan Chen noticed that Fu Jianzhi was almost half a head shorter than her. “Don’t wander off, contact me if anything happens.”
“I’ll go with you.” Fu Jianzhi held her hand tightly, refusing to let go.
His dark, bright eyes stared intently at Ruan Chen.
"Be good." Ruan Chen pried Fu Jianzhi's hand away. "Stay here with Grandpa."
"Jianzhi, be good and stop bothering your sister." Fu Lin strode over from the other end of the corridor. "Dad promises, your sister will be fine."
Fu Jianzhi held Ruan Chen's hand and after a long while replied with an "okay".
Ruan Chen noticed that something had been put on her little finger.
She looked down and saw a grayish-brown ring, metallic in texture and heavy in weight.
"Let it accompany you." Fu Jianzhi gazed at Ruan Chen and said quietly, gently tapping the seemingly ordinary ring with his fingertip.
“Jian Zhi?” Fu Lin’s expression changed slightly, and he spoke in a low voice.
Ruan Chen didn't take it seriously, raised her hand to pat Fu Jianzhi's head, and smiled reassuringly, "Okay."
His eyes were bloodshot.
She turned around, and a chilling, murderous aura instantly filled her. As Ruan Chen walked out, she dialed Su Ze's number. "Uncle, it's me."
The Ruan Group.
It was past noon, and Ruan Zhengde looked down at the masses below from the top floor of his office building, glancing anxiously at his phone frequently.
The situation had completely spiraled out of her control; just now, Director Zhang had come to her office and unleashed a torrent of anger.
When the lawyer hired by the Ruan family for Zeng Han suddenly turned against him, everyone would think that the Ruan family was behind it.
Ruan Zhengde is now unable to contact Ding Zhao or the person he sent to Ruan Chen's place that morning.
He prepared a big gift for his disobedient daughter today.
Since yesterday, he has been fantasizing almost constantly—about Ruan Chen's crushing defeat in court against Ding Zhao, and about returning home to find Ruan Wenlou dead in front of him, her hatred for him yet her helplessness...
Although Ding Zhao betrayed him, the situation became even more dramatic. Ruan Chen returned after winning the case, only to find Ruan Wenlou's body already cold. From heaven to hell, she would go crazy, wouldn't she?
But so what?
Ruan Zhengde replayed the imagined scene in his mind again, his fingertips trembling with excitement.
The fire alarm blared throughout the entire Nguyen Group building at that moment.
A series of hurried footsteps sounded. Although the Ruan Group had a large number of employees, they conducted fire drills every year. The employees left the building in batches and evacuated to the open area outside.
Ruan Zhengde dialed the number of his secretary in the outside office, but no one answered until the call automatically ended.
The signal dropped when I tried to call it a second time.
He shouted his secretary's name twice in a fit of rage, but no one answered. Ruan Zhengde then flung open the cubicle door, ready to unleash his fury.
Acrid smoke rushed in from outside.
Ruan Zhengde retreated to his office in the inner room, took out his phone to make a call for help, but there was no signal.
The smoke grew thicker and thicker, pouring in through the cracks in the doors and windows. Ruan Zhengde anxiously pressed his phone, trying to contact the outside world, but he couldn't dial a single number.
He dampened tissues and tried to block the gaps in the doors and windows to prevent the smoke from getting in, but even the central air conditioning started emitting plumes of white smoke, which quickly filled the entire room.
Ruan Zhengde coughed twice, feeling choked by the smoke, and his eyes watered. He forced himself to open the door and squinted as he tried to find his way out through the swirling smoke.
He vaguely saw a red light.
It's an elevator.
Ruan Zhengde breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the location of the red light.
Although he knew he shouldn't take the elevator during a fire, his floor was too high, and he didn't know what the situation was downstairs.
He held onto the wall and carefully made his way towards the elevator.
As he got closer, he could see the numbers on the elevator screen, gradually changing—10, 11, 12...19, 20, 21...
Everyone was evacuating downstairs, so who would be taking the elevator to the top floor at this time?
Ruan Zhengde felt as if a giant hand was squeezing his heart, and an instinctive fear arose from the depths of his soul.
No... No, he didn't hurt Ruan Chen, he didn't even have the intention to hurt her. He just wanted to kill the people close to Ruan Chen, to make her suffer, to make her realize her mistakes, and to make her cry and repent for her willfulness!
He wanted to back out, to go back to his office, but when he looked back, he couldn't tell which way was which in the smoke.
"bite"
The elevator stopped on the 29th floor.
The door slowly opened.
Ruan Zhengde's lips trembled as he stared intently at the person who came out, clinging to a sliver of hope—perhaps it was one of his employees, or perhaps a rescue worker.
I didn't harm Ruan Chen, so she can't retaliate against me!
He did recognize the person who came out.
It's Ruan Chen.
When she left the hospital, she left her coat with Fu Jianzhi to wear. Underneath, she wore a black shirt that was a bit loose, with the cuffs rolled up to almost her elbows, revealing half of her slender, fair wrist.
Her lower body was covered in pure cotton denim trousers, which perfectly accentuated her straight legs, revealing her slender ankles with each casual step she took.
The edges of the white sneakers were still stained with reddish-brown blood.
Ruan Chen held a meter-long iron rod, the slight exertion of his forearm subtly outlining the muscles honed over the years—a pleasing sight indeed. His cold and beautiful face was filled with undisguised chilling killing intent. He lightly tossed the iron rod in his hand, grinding his back teeth, "Chairman Ruan, are you surprised?"
"What do you want to do? Ruan Chen, do you dare to commit patricide?!" Ruan Zhengde recalled the words Ruan Chen had spoken in the coffee shop that day—"I'm not even sixteen yet. How about I take care of your biggest threat for you?"
She seems to really be insane!
Ruan Chen didn't answer. He dragged one end of the iron rod on the ground and approached Ruan Zhengde step by step, asking, "Did you send the person who stabbed my grandfather this morning?"
With her unhurried footsteps, the iron rod scraped against the ground, making a teeth-grinding scraping sound.
Ruan Zhengde, looking fierce but actually weak, took two steps back. "Ruan Chen, don't do anything to ruin your future!"
The next second, a piercing sound of wind breaking came rushing in!
Ruan Zhengde closed his eyes and subconsciously shrank his neck. The expected excruciating pain did not come, but the tile on the wall he was holding onto broke in two.
She rubbed his fingertips.
Ruan Chen asked calmly, "Is it you?"
Having held this position for so long, Ruan Zhengde wasn't spineless. He stood firm and answered irrelevantly, "Ruan Chen, I did hire a lawyer for Zeng Han, but that was due to pressure from Director Zhang. But Ding Zhao betrayed me, and you've already won your case. What else do you want?"
Ruan Chen snorted softly, flicked his wrist slightly, and slammed it down hard!
Accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, came Ruan Chen's endlessly cold and sinister voice, "Chairman Ruan, I gave you a chance, but you were useless."
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