Shen Xi was anxious. “Brother, are you sick? You should head back for a rest.”
Li Yuan brought his knuckle by his lips as another round of coughing ensued. Without looking at her, he replied in a raspy voice, “You should return as well.”
Nodding, Shen Xi only felt a tightness in her chest to see the man’s skinny body and pale face. She urged him, “I know. Hurry back into the house. The wind is strong outside.”
She saw him off before turning to climb down the ladder. Shen Xi sprinted into the house to grab an exquisite-looking paper bag and ran back out to climb up the wall once again.
“Kun Lun! Kun Lun!” Shen Xi waited amid the cold breeze for a long time before Kun Lun emerged. She called out to him in hushed tones.
Kun Lun approached. “Ms.Shen.”
Oh my!
He wondered what Ms. Shen said to Boss since the latter did not look right. The murderous aura around Boss was terrifying!
Shen Xi held a paper bag to him and said, “This is for Brother. Let him try out the outfit to see if it fits. I’ll make alterations if it doesn’t.”
She then took out a bottle of medication. “This is a health supplement to improve his health. Give it to Brother.”
This was a medicine she specially made for recuperation but she had no idea what the effects would be. Shen Xi wanted him to try it out and if it did not work, she would make improvements on the formula.
Kun Lun was not in the position to refuse. Feeling fidgety, he brought the gifts and stood still outside the study for a long while. In the end, he mustered up the courage. “Boss, do you want me to bring in the gifts given by Ms. Shen?”
Li Yuan coldly blurted, “Throw them away.”
What was the point?
What was the point of longing for this world?
She would belong to someone else after all. Her smile, her everything was not his to keep.
There was no reason for a man on his deathbed to be a burden to her.
“Yes.” Kun Lun compliantly took the items out to toss away.
Half an hour later.
“Kun Lun!” Stifling his irritability, Li Yuan yelled.
Kun Lun pushed the doors open and entered. “Boss.”
Looking dangerous, sparks were flying in Li Yuan’s eyes. He threw a question. “Where’s the stuff?”
Kun Lun was in a daze as he blurted out, “What stuff?”
Li Yuan established himself a chilling presence and a temper ready to explode at the drop of a pin. “The stuff she gave me!”
Kun Lun was breaking out in cold sweat. “In the trash can outside.”
Picking up an inkstone in his hand, Li Yuan hurled it at Kun Lun with all his might. His eyes were bloodshot with murderous intent. “Who told you to throw them in the trash can?”
Without the guts to dodge, Kun Lun had a fleeting thought that he was going to die when the inkstone came flying.
Nevertheless, he heaved a sigh of relief with the inkstone merely brushing past his forehead. He survived for another day.
As though he went insane, Li Yuan wheeled himself out of there in record time.
Still with lingering fear, Kun Lun patted his chest before keeping up with Boss. Kun Lun watched as his neat-freak boss pushed down the trash can and dug through the rubbish pile without letting him help.
Kun Lun thought that that was the end of him!
Has Boss lost his mind? He wanted the items thrown away and now he did a 180, going on looking for the stuff.
Nevertheless, he got the message. Next time should Ms. Shen come bearing gifts, Kun Lun would not throw them away and would keep them in a safe place even if Boss said otherwise.
Li Yuan soon found the two beautiful paper bags. Carefully putting them on his lap, he wheeled himself back home.
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Many actors and celebrities were green with envy when “The Smiling Nation” announced its release date. There must be some major string-pulling going on, since despite the screenwriter and actors being new to the scene, they were able to broadcast on satellite TV in time with the winter holidays.
Many production companies in the industry were jealous and had been in talks lately about this. However, feeling less than optimistic about it, they were waiting with popcorn to have a good laugh.
