When Li Feng entered and saw the disheveled Bai Ci, along with the trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, her face darkened. “What happened?”
“Madam, we’re not sure either. Only Ninth Master and the young lady were in the living room at the time. We heard the young lady scream, and when we went in, we found her lying by the wall.”
He Jingnian? Li Feng suddenly recalled the words He Jingnian had said as she was leaving. What did he mean by that?
“Madam, at the time… the young lady’s clothes were in disarray.”
The servant still reported everything she had seen to Li Feng, whose face kept shifting through shades of dark anger.
Soon after, the doctor arrived and carefully examined Bai Ci.
Li Feng’s expression remained grim throughout, and the other servants didn’t dare say a word. As for why things had turned out this way, it seemed likely that Bai Ci had done something.
However, Li Feng was fiercely protective of those close to her. She wouldn’t blame Bai Ci for this incident; the fault lay entirely with He Jingnian for being too ruthless.
No matter what, he shouldn’t have hurt A’Ci like this.
“Doctor, are my niece’s injuries serious?”
“Fortunately, no. If the force had been even a bit stronger, Miss Bai’s ribs would certainly have fractured. I’ll prescribe some medication for her. For now, she needs plenty of rest and quiet recovery. She should be fine after a few days of rest.”
Judging from the injuries, the person who struck had controlled their strength perfectly—any more force would have broken bones, any less would have prolonged the agony. It was undoubtedly a form of calculated torment, though the doctor didn’t voice this thought aloud.
In matters of powerful families, a doctor’s duty was simply to treat the patient, without unnecessary commentary.
“Thank you. Please see the doctor out.”
Left alone with the unconscious Bai Ci, Li Feng replayed the doctor’s words in her mind. He Jingnian, you’re truly merciless!
“Ah, A’Ci, why did you have to go this far?”
By the time He Jingnian returned to the old residence, Li Qiao was drawing talismans. After some questioning, he learned that Li Qiao had located the remains of his birth mother.
Now, all that was left was to wait for certain people to fall into the trap!
Ten minutes later.
Li Qiao suddenly sat up straight. “Mr. He, I’ve found it.”
“My mother’s remains?” He Jingnian’s eyes lit up.
“Yes!”
So, the group headed to the ancestral hall, where an explosion sounded from inside. The caretaker of the hall flung the door open to find a large crater in the courtyard.
“How did this happen?”
“Oh my heavens, is there an underground chamber beneath the ancestral hall?”
…
By the time He Jingnian and the others arrived, He Huaisen was covered in blood, his face blackened, and his hair blown into a bird’s nest.
Clutched tightly in his arms was a black box.
He Jingnian’s eyes filled with disgust.
As He Yi stepped forward to seize the box, He Huaisen suddenly became agitated. “Let go! Let go! She’s mine, she belongs to me!”
Oh my god, have I stumbled upon some shocking secret?
Li Qiao noticed He Jingnian’s expression growing increasingly grim.
“Gag him, break his legs, and take him back to the capital.”
On the ground, He Huaisen clenched his fists in agony, his eyes fixed on the box in He Jingnian’s hands until he finally lost consciousness.
He Jingnian and his group left Qingshui Town via private helicopter. Before departing, however, Li Qiao gave the old residence’s caretaker a small box, instructing him to deliver it to He Lichuan.
After returning to the capital, He Jingnian and the others went back to the He family mansion. Li Shaoyu received a call from his agent and headed to his company.
Only Li Qiao was left, strolling leisurely back to Yushui Bay.
On the way, she received a call from Su Yan.
“Qiaoqiao… where are you? Why did the He family say you’ve returned to the capital?”
“I am indeed in the capital now.”
“You… ahhhhh, why didn’t you tell me?”
Li Qiao scratched her head apologetically.
She couldn’t exactly say she forgot!
