Luo Xi grasped Luo Jiachi's hand tightly. Looking into Luo Jiachi's eyes, he couldn't help kneeling beside the bed, "Grandpa, it's all my fault."
Luo Jiachi looked at him tiredly and heavily, "Good boy, you didn't do anything wrong. You have done very well."
It was good enough that Luo Xi could save him before he was injected with allergy medicine.
Luo Jiachi was glad that Luo Xi could come in time and save him.
He reached out and gently held Luo Xi's hand.
Feeling Luo Xi's fingers holding his, Luo Xi immediately wanted to get up from the ground, "Grandpa, I'm going to call the doctor. Wait a minute."
Luo Xi stood up from the bed, wiped his eyes, and turned to leave.
Luo Jiachi clenched his fingers hard. Then, when Luo Xi turned back to look at him, he loosened his fingers.
His eyes were full of exhaustion and powerlessness.
Luo Xi promised, "Grandpa, I'll be back soon."
Luo Jiachi nodded with difficulty.
Then, Luo Xi rushed out of the ward.
As soon as Luo Xi went out of the ward, Shao Tianze moved his fingers on the ground. Then, he twisted his eyebrows and struggled to lift his eyelids.
Luo Jiachi had just escaped from death. He seemed to have lost his senses. He just wanted to close his eyes and have a good rest.
Even though Shao Tianze woke up on the ground, Luo Jiachi didn't find it. He just closed his eyes and breathed heavily with the help of the ventilator.
Shao Tianze sneered.
He dragged his injured body to Luo Jiachi's bed and put his hand on Luo Jiachi's neck.
Luo Jiachi's nose smelled the blood near him. He frowned and opened his eyes again.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Shao Tianze, who appeared beside the bed like a ghost.
Shao Tianze narrowed his eyes and said to Luo Jiachi with a ferocious expression, "Mr. Luo, do you think I'm tough?"
Luo Jiachi's eyes widened, "You … You …"
He tried hard to make a sound, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a mass of airless cotton. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make any sound.
Shao Tianze's fingers touched Luo Jiachi's throat and tightened, "You must want to ask me why I'm not dead, right?"
Old Master Luo stared at him with his mouth wide open, unable to say anything.
Shao Tianze said, "Luo Xi is still young and has a long way to go, so he won't kill me. Besides …"
Shao Tianze smiled, "It seems that he didn't control his strength well, so I woke up soon."
Seeing the cold light in Shao Tianze's eyes, Luo Jiachi asked him with difficulty, "What … what do you want?"
"What for?" Shao Tianze smiled and raised his hand to make a gesture on his neck, "Since the allergy medicine in the syringe can't be given to you, of course, I have to find another way to send you to hell, right?"
Luo Jiachi's lips moved, "Luo Xi … won't … let you go …"
Shao Tianze was not afraid at all, "Even if I don't do anything to you, Luo Xi will not let me go. However, in order to protect myself, I think it's better for me to send you away in advance."
Luo Jiachi looked at him.
Shao Tianze smiled and raised his hand to take off the respirator on Luo Jiachi's face. As he took it off, he explained, "You may not understand something when you are sick, and you think that I won't do anything to you after being taught a lesson, right?"
Since the respirator on Luo Jiachi's face was taken off, it was more difficult for him to speak. Now it was difficult for him to say a word.
Regardless of Luo Jiachi's difficulty in breathing, Shao Tianze just said, "Guess, if I suffocate you to death now, when someone finds your body later, will they think that it was your precious grandson who did it?"
Hearing this, Luo Jiachi's chest instantly became stuffy with anger. He stared at Shao Tianze and scolded, "You … you …"
"Am I not a human?" Shao Tianze asked him in reply with a smile.
Luo Jiachi's face turned red with anger.
Shao Tianze moved his fingers to his neck and said disapprovingly, "Do you expect me to do anything good to you, Luo Jiachi? Just like what your grandson said, I'm a person who can even kill my own wife. You're just an old man. What's there that I can't bear to kill? "
Shao Tianze's fingers tightened bit by bit.
Luo Jiachi's neck was strangled like this.
Bit by bit … It was so tight that the old man could feel his life slipping away …
But Shao Tianze narrowed his eyes almost like a pervert. He looked at Luo Jiachi who was strangled bit by bit and couldn't breathe.
The process was slow and long.
Shao Tianze enjoyed watching the life in his hand go to death because of him.
Just when he saw Luo Jiachi being strangled and rolling his eyes, suddenly the door was gently twisted.
Then it was kicked open with a bang.
Shao Tianze thought it was Luo Xi coming back, so he hurried to kill Luo Jiachi.
But before he could do so, there was a series of clicking sounds outside the door.
Then the dazzling light of the camera flashed in Shao Tianze's eyes.
In the face of such an explosive murder scene, the reporters of Harbor City were like professional special forces. They rushed into the ward quickly, and then the sound of shutters kept ringing.
In a few seconds, he had taken many photos and saved them in the camera.
Some people even recorded the whole process from opening the door to entering the ward, as well as Shao Tianze's movements and reactions.
Shao Tianze's fingers retracted because of the flash of the camera. He raised his eyes and looked at the reporters around him, frowning.
Then he was in a trance. Before he could say anything, he suddenly fainted on the ground.
The reporters panicked and called the police to come quickly.
Seeing the situation in the ward, a reporter quietly dialed Song Yunxuan's number in the corner.
"How is it?" Song Yunxuan asked her.
The female reporter answered in a low voice, "Shao Tianze did want to strangle Luo Jiachi, and it was photographed by the media on the spot. But …"
"But what?" Song Yunxuan slightly frowned.
Shao Tianze would definitely make a response.
However, she didn't know what Shao Tianze would do in a hurry.
Hearing Song Yunxuan's question, the female reporter said, "He fainted."
"Fainted?"
Song Yunxuan frowned.
The reporter nodded, "Yes. He fainted as soon as he realized the reporters were coming in."
Hearing the female reporter's words, Song Yunxuan nodded, saying, "I see."
"Manager Song, I'll contact you if there's any news later."
"OK."
After talking with the reporter, Song Yunxuan hung up the phone.
Le Feng didn't go back to his hotel room late at night. Instead, he leisurely turned his wheelchair around in Song Yunxuan's hotel room.
And he enjoyed the British oil paintings on the wall with great interest.
After answering the phone, Song Yunxuan turned to ask him, "Why don't you go back to sleep?"
"No. I want to talk with you for a while."
Le Feng looked at the paintings on the wall with great interest. Then he asked her, "Why are there no nude women?"
Hearing his question, Song Yunxuan couldn't help smiling, replying, "I don't like it."
Hearing this, Le Feng felt a little surprised, asking, "Do you often stay in this hotel?"
"No." Song Yunxuan looked at him with a smile, saying, "I mean, if there were paintings like the ones you mentioned in this suite, I would have checked out without hesitation."
Le Feng nodded. Then he turned his wheelchair and continued to look at the paintings on the wall. He said, "They are all landscape paintings."
"But they are all authentic, not fakes."
Le Feng turned his head, replying, "You have good taste. Are you really a child born in the countryside by Song Yan's lover?"
"Do I know more than a child from the countryside looks?"
"Be reasonable. You know too much." Le Feng's eyes swept over him. Then he withdrew his eyes and looked at the oil paintings on the wall honestly. "I heard that this suite was rented by Gu Changge, the eldest daughter of the Gu Family, all the year round. The decoration style here is according to Gu Changge's taste."
"What do you think of Gu Changge's taste?"
Song Yunxuan asked him.
Le Feng nodded, replying, "She has a good taste."
Song Yunxuan smiled, replying, "She has been trained by Gu Cheng as an heir since she was a child. How bad can her taste be?"
Many people who knew Gu Cheng knew very well what kind of person he was.
He was extremely picky, and he was more or less a neat freak.
Even if he had found a few lovers outside, none of these lovers came to his side cleanly.
Of course, he liked the new and got tired of the old quickly.
He would not give these young and beautiful women a chance to conceive his children.
Even many women at that time thought that Gu Cheng only had a daughter who was not very useful. Harbor City always made sons as heirs.
Therefore, they tried every means to conceive Gu Cheng's children. They were naive enough to think that as long as they were pregnant, Gu Cheng would not let them have an abortion.
But in fact, their ideas were ridiculously wrong.
People like Gu Cheng, who had lived for half of his life, had seen all kinds of storms and women.
As long as he was determined to be the heir of the Gu Family, he would only train this child.
And the children that other women tried to give birth to were just Gu Changge's training partners.
When Gu Changge moved forward step by step, the first thing she did was to step on the heads of those who wanted to pull her down from the position of heir and approach her father's position.
Song Yunxuan thought of many things when she looked at the familiar room in an instant.
Le Feng also looked at the furnishings in the room and asked her, "Why didn't the owner of the hotel redecorate this suite after Gu Changge's death?"
"Because someone didn't allow it."
"Who?"
Song Yunxuan smiled and touched her lower abdomen with her fingers. She said with a smile, "Chu Mochen."
Yes, it was Chu Mochen who had been obsessed with Gu Changge.
Therefore, after Gu Changge's death, Chu Mochen had been deliberately protecting the traces left by Gu Changge.
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