Chapter 587 - 587 573 She hurts you its not okay (3)_1

Chapter 587: 573, She hurts you, it’s not okay (3)_1 Chapter 587: 573, She hurts you, it’s not okay (3)_1 “Yihen!”

Jiang Fan looked at Chu Yihen, his eyes carrying a pleading expression.

“You are not allowed to go.” Chu Yihen avoided her gaze, replying coldly.

In front of Quan Jingwu, Chu Ruohan nearly injured Jian Qing. If she doesn’t allow Quan Jingwu to vent this anger, I’m afraid by the time the police arrive, Ruohan will already be a cold corpse.

“Jingwu, I…”

Chu Ruohan looked up at the handsome face that haunted her very soul. When she met his bottomless purple eyes, her words hung unsaid in her throat.

“My name is not to be uttered by you.”

Quan Jingwu looked down at her from his lofty position, his words cold and detached.

A flash of pain swept over Chu Ruohan as she saw him raise a vase, and she could not help but fear.

“No, I was wrong, don’t…”

She got up and ran towards Jiang Fan and Chu Yihen, but before she could take two steps, she was blocked by Quan Jingwu.

His eyes turned cold, and he raised his foot to kick her in the abdomen.

Chu Ruohan’s vision blurred, and before she could react, she felt a severe pain in her abdomen.

“Ahh––”

Her miserable scream echoed in the living room, her slender body flying backward in a graceful parabola, then heavily crashing onto the ground.

The dull thud was so painful to hear.

“Pfft––”

Chu Ruohan lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood reflected in Jiang Fan’s eyes, and she couldn’t hold back her tears.

“Hanhan!”

She tried desperately to break free from Chu Yihen’s grip but he held her even tighter.

Chu Yihen looked at Chu Ruohan, who was lying on the ground barely alive, then turned to look at Jian Qing who was standing aside. Seeing that her gaze was all over Quan Jingwu, a shadow spread across his eyes.

Seated in his wheelchair, Qin Baihao, witnessing Chu Ruohan’s pitiful state, a cruel smile flickered across his face.

“Cough cough––”

Chu Ruohan squinted her eyes in pain, curling up due to the pain in her abdomen.

A pair of black leather shoes appeared in her view, she strained to lift her head, followed the figure upwards, and met the man’s icy eyes.

Quan Jingwu said nothing, lifted his foot, and stepped on her hand.

“Ahh––”

Chu Ruohan’s eyes widened in agony, she let out a scream.

Her distress did not trigger even a hint of sympathy from Quan Jingwu. He leaned down, raised the vase in his hand, a flash of killing intent in his eyes.

In a split second, he swung, and the vase smashed onto Chu Ruohan’s hand.

“Bang––”

“Ahh––”

The sound of the vase shattering and the piercing scream echoed simultaneously, exploding in everyone’s ears.

Chu Yan closed his eyes, turned his head away, his clenched fists revealing his hidden anger and unwillingness.

Quan Jingwu stood up, not even sparing her a glance, turned around, and walked back to Jian Qing’s side.

“Why do it yourself?” Jian Qing cradled his hand gently, “What if you hurt your hand with the shards of the vase, it wouldn’t be worth it.”

“She hurt you, so it’s not okay.” Quan Jingwu gripped her hand, the iciness in his eyes gradually softened.

In an instant, he transformed from a ruthless killer to a warm-hearted husband.

On one side, they were basking in sunshine and blue skies, whereas, on the other, Chu Ruohan was caught in a torrential storm.

“Hanhan!”

Jiang Fan broke free from Chu Yihen’s grip, ran to her side, and held her up.

Chu Ruohan, barely breathing, leaned weakly in her arms. Her bloody arm was a painfully ghastly sight, shards of the shattered vase could still be seen embedded in the flesh of her wound.

“Hanhan, say something, don’t scare Mom.” Jiang Fan’s eyes were full of tears, looking at her bloodied hand without daring to touch it arbitrarily.

“Mom… I, it hurts.” Chu Ruohan’s uninjured hand gripped Jiang Fan tightly, as the sensation of pain struck, she couldn’t help but convulse.

“Master, the police are here.”

The servant ran in hurriedly, jumped on seeing the miserable condition of Chu Ruohan.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan’s pupils dilated, and she involuntarily tightened her hold on Chu Ruohan’s hand.

“Let them in.”

Chu Yan was exhausted, speaking with a serious expression.

The police officer in uniform walked in with steady steps, Zeng Hang went to greet him, and negotiated with the lead officer for a moment.

“Officer Ji, I’ll leave the rest to you.”

With a serious expression, Ji Tao nodded, “Take her away.”

“Yihen, help Ruohan, she needs to see a doctor now. She’s your sister.” Seeing the police getting closer, Jiang Fan hurriedly yelled at Chu Yihen.

Chu Yihen glanced down at the unconscious Chu Ruohan, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, he stepped up to block them.

“Officer Ji, my sister needs to see a doctor now. I’ll take her to the hospital, your men can follow us. You can take her away after she’s awake.”

Impressed by Chu Ruohan’s bloodied hand, Ji Tao agreed.

“Then it’s up to you, Young Master Yihen, to cooperate with our work.”

The officer helped to carry Chu Ruohan out, Jiang Fan immediately followed, and Chu Yihen was the last to leave, pausing as he passed Qin Baihao.

“Qin Baihao, if Ruohan goes to prison, I’ll definitely send you there too.”

The Chu family certainly wouldn’t allow him to make a mess.

Qin Baihao froze, and when he looked up, Chu Yihen had already left.

“Miss Jian, thank you for helping us save Baihao this time.” Tang Yu said with a flattery smile, thinking that getting closer to Quan Jingwu would bring benefits to the Qin Family without any harm.

Jian Qing shot Qin Baihao a glance with a faint smile, “No need for thanks, I’m afraid that Young Qin will have to join Chu Ruohan in prison.”

Qin Baihao had completely offended Chu Yihen today. If Chu Ruohan went to jail, Chu Yihen would never let the Qin family off easily.

Qin Baihao was probably going to be the first target.

After speaking, she left with Quan Jingwu. Fu Heng and Zeng Hang followed them out.

Tang Yu’s obsequious smile froze on his face, looking a bit awkward.

“See them off.” Chu Yan looked at Qin Xiong and the others, fuming.

Within the car

Quan Jingwu helped Jian Qing fasten her seatbelt, then lightly caught her soft lips with his.

“Where do you want to go?”

Jian Qing’s eyes sparkled, “Anywhere?”

“Yes.” He nodded.

“Then I want to go to the seaside.”

Without any conditions, Quan Jingwu agreed and started the car.

Under the sunshine, the beach shimmered with a hazy white glow, the sound of waves crashing against the reef echoed across the sea.

“Young Master, it’s time for you to take your medication.”

The man’s flat voice held a trace of respect.

Up ahead, the man sitting in the wheelchair moved.

He pressed a button on the wheelchair, the chair turned around, revealing his handsome, elegant face to the sunlight.

A pair of intelligent, world-clearing eyes were free of impurities, deep and inscrutable. The white shirt made him look even more gentle and scholarly.

The bodyguard in a black suit held the coat, deftly put it on him, then stood by, waiting for his orders.

“Has there been any news from the island?” The man leaned on one hand and the sound of his gentle voice was mesmerizing.

The man in black hesitated and then said, “The eldest master has ordered that you must return by tomorrow at the latest.”