Chapter 225: Thank you, Prince, for your wrath for your beloved wife (Page 2/2)



He kneels so skillfully!

It's obvious that this has been done many times in the past!

Li Hongyan looked at his wife like this with a distressed expression, but did not dare to plead for mercy.

Xie Lanzhi passed by Qian Lina, who was kneeling on the ground with a frightened look on her face.

He walked over to his little white rabbit cousin, Yuan Ya, who was sitting on the sofa and being comforted by Du Yi with his arm around her shoulders.

Xie Lanzhi was filled with a sense of oppression without anger, and he opened his thin lips slightly: "And you."

“Bang!”

Yuan Ya dragged her injured leg and slid to her knees.

Her eyelids turned red in an instant, and she looked like she wanted to cry but didn't dare to.

Du Yi's face was full of confusion. Looking at the little white rabbit's aggrieved look, he really wanted to hug it in his arms and comfort it.

Xie Lanzhi carried Qin Shu to the sofa, put her down carefully, and rubbed her hair to comfort her.

"We'll go upstairs later and take care of the housework first."

Qin Shu looked confused, not knowing what to do, and nodded obediently.

Xie Lanzhi instructed the servant not far away: "Go upstairs and get the young mistress's medicine box."

"Yes, Master——"

Sensing that a storm was about to come, the servant rushed upstairs without stopping.

Xie Lanzhi glanced at Old Master Guo who was being held by his men, and said calmly, "Grandpa, we're home now, stop pretending."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the living room focused their attention on Old Master Guo.

The old man's eyelids trembled, and under the gaze of everyone, he slowly opened his wise eyes.

He looked at Xie Lanzhi with relief in his eyes: "I didn't expect that I could deceive everyone but you."

Xie Lanzhi pursed his lips and sneered: "After all, this is not the first time."

You have to know that the old man has been a powerful figure in Hong Kong for most of his life. He has experienced many ups and downs, and has encountered more than one kidnapping.

Old Master Guo smiled, got down from the arms of the uniformed soldier, and walked slowly towards Xie Lanzhi.

"My body is failing. If I don't pretend to be dead, I will be holding you back."

Old Master Guo sat on the sofa, leaning back with a relaxed look on his face.

Everyone in the room almost vomited blood when they saw his calm appearance.

So, they were all deceived!

Qin Shu could see that the old man was quite frightened. His eyes were bright, but his face was abnormally pale.

As soon as Old Master Guo sat down, he suddenly shouted, "Lingling, Manman, you kneel down too."

Qiu Lingling and Zhong Man looked at each other uneasily, took a few quick steps, and knelt in front of the coffee table.

Qian Lina and Yuan Ya also knelt forward in tacit understanding. The four sisters lined up in a row, kneeling in a proper and rigorous posture.

Xie Lanzhi took the medicine box from the servant and personally disinfected the wound on Qin Shu's shoulder.

Qin Shu's face wrinkled into a ball: "Hiss! Be gentle! It hurts--"

Xie Lanzhi pursed his lips tightly and subconsciously slowed down his movements.

But Qin Shu still felt very painful. Because her body was too sensitive, tears kept falling down and her face was covered with tears.

Xie Lan was panicked for a moment and didn't know what to do.

"Ah Shu, can you please bear with it for a while?"

Qin Shu raised her head and glared at him, saying fiercely, "Not good!"

The next second, she snatched the disinfectant from the man's hand, gritted her teeth, and poured it directly on her injured shoulder.

"Hiss—Xie Lanzhi, bandage me quickly!"

Xie Lanzhi's face was full of heartache as he performed a simple bandage with skillful movements.

Qin Shu's face turned pale with pain. She bit her lower lip tightly to endure the pain. Tears flowed down her pretty face like beads that had broken off the string.

The heartache in Xie Lanzhi's eyes was about to overflow.

It took Qin Shu a long time to recover. She leaned back on the sofa like a withered flower.


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