“With Uncle Tang’s combat skills, I’m really curious about what kind of killer can hurt him.” Rong Yan was a little curious suddenly.

Tang Chao’s face grew sullen and he gritted his teeth angrily. “It’s an assassin from the Bloody Empire. The Yamaguchi gang actually spent so much money just to kill my father. If I don’t have some fun with them, it would really be unjustifiable!”

Bloody Empire!?!

Du Xiaoran was the young master of Bloody Empire and he had just seen the heavily injured Du Xiaoran at the entrance of Luxury Mansion. After finding out that Old Mr. Tang had been hurt by Bloody Empire, Rong Yan’s heart was filled with ripples.

Tang Chao was his best buddy while Du Xiaoran was Luo Anning’s former boyfriend. What was he supposed to do?

The four-hour-long surgery finally ended at midnight.

Old Mr. Tang was wheeled out of the emergency room and sent to the intensive care unit for further observation. Mo Xiyan, the head surgeon exited soon after and when she saw the look of panic on Tang Chao’s and Rong Yan’s faces, she removed her mask and said gently, “Uncle Tang was shot by a total of seven bullets and the deadliest one was three millimeters away from the heart … Fortunately, it didn’t hit his heart. Otherwise, even God wouldn’t be able to save him.”

“Is my old man’s life out of danger now?” Tang Chao asked anxiously.

Mo Xiyan nodded weakly and answered, “Uncle Tang’s life is temporarily out of danger. If he wakes up after 72 hours of observation, he will be safe, otherwise …”

Mo Xiyan leaned towards the side feebly while Rong Yan quickly grabbed her since he was the closest to her.

“Xiyan, Xiyan, wake up… ” Rong Yan patted her pale cheeks.

The nurse beside them said softly, “Dr. Mo was down with the flu in the past couple of days. Upon hearing that a patient was in need of first aid, she immediately rushed to the hospital to take the lead. The operation lasted for four hours, and Dr. Mo was painstakingly trying to stop herself from fainting… ”

Tang Chao looked at Mo Xiyan whose face and lips were pale. Feeling grateful, he said, “Yan, I’ll have to trouble you to take care of Mo Xiyan. I will go see my old man.”

After staying silent for a long while, Rong Yan nodded and picked the unconscious Mo Xiyan up in his arms before turning around to leave.



The following morning, Xu Zhiyuan arrived in Luxury Mansion and asked Auntie Li to bring a set of clothes for Rong Yan.

Auntie Li asked in bewilderment, “Is Young Master Rong working overtime?”

Not wishing to reveal much, Xu Zhiyuan brushed Auntie Li off. Not daring to probe further, Auntie Li scurried upstairs and knocked on the door of the master bedroom.

“Come in.” Luo Anning slept at late midnight and hence, only woke up when she heard the knocking.

Upon sight of Auntie Li, she covered her head with the duvet and said in frustration, “Auntie Li, I’m not hungry yet. You don’t have to wake me up for breakfast.”

Auntie Li said, “Young Madam, I’m here to get some clothes for Young Master Rong. Assistant Xu is waiting downstairs.”

“What are you talking about?” Luo Anning pulled the silk duvet up abruptly and sat up to look at her.

Auntie Li repeated the words again. Luo Anning grasped the duvet tightly and thought, is he still angry?

Where did he go last night?

Why is he asking Xu Zhiyuan to come back and get some clothes for him?

Luo Anning let her imagination run wild and she fumbled about for her mobile phone before grabbing it to call Rong Yan.

His mobile phone was switched off the whole of last night. Yet, it went through this time.

She felt rather nervous and she wondered if she should explain to him first or ask him where he had slept last night.

The call was answered after three rings. “Are you looking for Yan? He’s still asleep.”

Luo Anning felt her blood boiling when she heard Mo Xiyan’s voice!