Zhou Su huddled fearfully in the corner, staring in terror at He Huaisen.
He Huaisen crouched down, reached out, and gripped Zhou Su’s chin. “Was it this face you used to seduce that coward, He Huaiyi?” he said coldly.
After saying this, He Huaisen picked up a fruit knife from the table and drew a cut across Zhou Su’s pale neck. Bright red blood flowed out.
The blood dripped onto the floor, looking unnaturally vivid.
“Ah…” Zhou Su let out a pained scream. She stared at He Huaisen in horror. “Please… spare me…” She was crying, her face twisted unattractively.
Blood trickled down from the wound. She felt as if she were about to die, her entire body in agony, but she didn’t dare make another sound.
Just as He Huaisen raised the knife, poised to strike again, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from outside!
“He Huaisen, stop! Seize him!”
“Huaiyi… save me, he’s trying to kill me…” Seeing hope, Zhou Su pointed a trembling finger at He Huaisen, tears streaming down her face.
He Jingqi had also arrived with the others. He stepped forward, kicked He Huaisen away, his gaze sinister.
With the father and son’s arrival, He Huaisen was subdued. His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at He Huaiyi. “Elder Brother, my dear elder brother… Yan Bing falling for you was the biggest mistake she ever made in her life!”
Just as expected, He Huaiyi’s face darkened.
“Shut up.”
“Hahaha… Yan Bing, oh Yan Bing, look down from heaven and see, this is the man you loved so deeply, hahaha… cough!”
He Huaisen coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His expression stiffened, and his tall frame slowly collapsed…
“Father, he’s dead.”
He Jingqi, after checking his pulse, exclaimed in shock.
He Huaiyi said coldly: “Take him to the crematorium!”
Afterwards, he scooped Zhou Su up into his arms and headed for the hospital. Nestled against his chest, Zhou Su sobbed quietly, ‘Huaiyi… He Huaisen wanted to kill me to avenge Yan Bing. After all these years, he still remembers her. His feelings for Yan Bing must have been so deep.’
“Just a worthless woman,” he replied.
A flicker of triumph passed through Zhou Su’s eyes.
Yan Bing, oh Yan Bing, even in death, you could never win against me.
Soon, the news of He Huaisen’s death reached He Jingnian’s ears. He wasn’t the least bit surprised.
Everyone must eventually pay the price for their actions!
Finally, the day of the Xiao family’s Old Master’s birthday celebration arrived.
The entire Li family set out for the Xiao residence.
The Xiao family was hosting the birthday banquet.
There was no small number of guests who had come to offer their congratulations.
“Big Brother… will our little cousin really come?”
“Yeah, I haven’t met our little cousin yet. I wonder what her personality is like?”
“I’m so excited to finally meet our little cousin!”
…
Among the six young masters of the Xiao family, only the second son, Xiao Qingyan, had met Li Qiao at the hospital. He felt particularly pleased about this.
Li Qiao was the most unique girl he had ever met.
A true master of metaphysics.
Regarding the things Li Qiao had done, Xiao Qingyan had investigated early on. Their little cousin was truly remarkable.
“Oh my goodness, is that… the head of the Shen family?”
“President Xue and his wife are here too?”
“Wait, why are the head of the Song family and Madame Song also here…”
“What’s going on? Why are they here? I don’t recall sending them invitations.”
They chattered amongst themselves. Only Xiao Qingyan observed them thoughtfully, a faint smile playing on his lips.
The eldest Xiao son, Xiao Qingzhi, looked suspiciously at Xiao Qingyan. “You know something?” he asked in a low voice.
“Big Brother, they’re here because of Qiaoqiao.”
Xiao Qingzhi paused slightly.
