Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Wen He knew deep down in her heart that Xiao Bai was a prickly pear—tough on the outside, soft on the inside.
They were now exposed because of Chen Jiu. She turned and left without waiting for Lu Bai to help her pack things up. Lu Bai heard the door slammed shut. He was startled. The next moment, he dropped sitting on the bed.
He took out six bullets from his trouser’s pocket and spread them on his palm. The day had finally come after living an ordinary for so long but revenge was tantamount to suicide.
Not long after, the doorbell rang. He immediately tucked the bullet and got up on his feet to answer the door.
Lu Bai peeked through the peephole and saw Lu Zhaoyang standing outside. He sorted himself out before opening the door. Lowering his head like a guilty kid, he said in a whisper, “Sister.”
Earlier, Lu Zhaoyang had received a phone call from Yan Se at home saying that she lost Chen Jiu. So Lu Zhaoyang went to Huo Yunting.
If Huo Yunting knew that the assassin was related to Lu Bai, Huo Yunting would definitely not let him off.
“I am sorry for frightening you.”
Lu Bai did not expect Chen Jiu would employ such a tactic to get him involved with the Huo family, forcing him to take revenge and deliberately exposing him.
“Say no more. Get out of here quickly. I don’t know why, although we have not known each other that well, I feel cordial towards you. I don’t want anything to happen to you. Go. And don’t come back!”
“Why should I go? I am not going.”
He did not do anything; why should he go?
“Are you not afraid of dying? Yan Sai has told Huo Yunting what has just happened!” She clutched and pushed Lu Bai’s arm. “Listen to me. You still have time to pack your things. He may not be coming so fast!”
“Sister…”
“You should listen to me if you treat me as your sister.”
In her eyes, Lu Bai was the little boy in singlet standing cluelessly in front of the meat freezers in the supermarket during the winter. It was the younger brother who had sent her ginger rice porridge when she fell sick.
Lu Zhaoyang had a strong feeling that he was not that kind of person. And she willfully believed that.
“Huo Yunting will not do anything to me. I was not the one who shot him.”
Lu Bai just did not want to leave. It was not just because he had lived here for a long time but also because what if Huo Yunting got angry with his sister when he could not find him?
“All right, let’s assume Huo Yunting is reasonable, but I have heard from your earlier conversation that Huo Chen is also involved. He is also a state-level official who does things without fear or favor. Are you not leaving too?”
Lu Zhaoyang had noticed that the woman in the room was gone.
“I am not afraid.” Lu Bai held her slender hand by the wrist with a harmless smile on his face. “Don’t worry about me. It will be fine.”
Just then, Lu Zhaoyang heard footsteps behind her. She turned and saw Huo Yunting’s tall and slender figure with Huo Li behind him.
“You are fine, but I am not.”
His charming eyes swept over the two of them—one clutching his arm and one holding her wrist. Huo Yunting immediately sensed danger.
“Come here.” Huo Yunting raised his hand at Lu Zhaoyang.
Lu Zhaoyang quickly let off her hand, turned around and stood in front of Lu Bai.
“How is your arm?”
“Showing your concern for me to buy time for him—not bad!” Huo Yunting walked towards her. “Do you know who he is? How dare you stand in front of him.”
She hurriedly stepped forward to prevent him from getting close to Lu Bai. “He did not hurt you. It was someone else who did it. Can you please let him go?”
