Chapter 1172 - 1172 1147 Extra Story Seventeen (29)

Chapter 1172: 1147, Extra Story Seventeen (29) Chapter 1172: 1147, Extra Story Seventeen (29) Jian Tianlin flashed a rascal smile, “Of course you can, my darling. Come, let me ‘personally’ feed you the preserved fruit.”

He deliberately stressed the word “personally,” causing Xi An’an to blush even more.

Bai Feizhan closed his eyes and pursed his lips. Jian Tianlin pressed down on his shoulder, and in the next second, both of them couldn’t help but make retching gestures.

“Bleh—”

Ugh, how disgusting.

Goosebumps are about to rise.

They looked at each other, and the disgust for each other was plain in their eyes.

Quan Tianqi watched the two drama kings and his lips twitched.

Are these two itching for some drama because the weather’s dry lately?

“Nineteen, it seems you and Azhan are the true lovebirds. Should I just tell Maomao to give you two her blessing?” He smiled with clearly no good intentions.

Jian Tianlin gave him a white look, “Screw off.”

“Looking at your color, you seem to have recovered pretty well. Observe for another day, and if there’s nothing wrong, you should be discharged tomorrow,” said Bai Feizhan, glancing at Xi An’an with a gentle voice.

Xi An’an smiled slightly, “Thank you.”

“We’re all family here, no need for politeness with him,” Quan Tianqi said indifferently.

Bai Feizhan smiled helplessly. What a mistake in choosing friends.

“Azhan, let’s go. We don’t want to be the third wheel here,” said Jian Tianlin as he casually slung his arm around Bai Feizhan’s neck.

“If you know, then hurry up and go,” Quan Tianqi glanced at the two with full on disdain.

“Nineteen, let’s go. Don’t mind this heartless guy.” Bai Feizhan rested his arm on Jian Tianlin’s shoulder, and the two buddies left shoulder-to-shoulder with heads held high.

As soon as the duo left, Xi An’an couldn’t hold back her laughter and fell back onto the bed, chuckling.

“Seventeen, they are so funny.”

Quan Tianqi looked at her rosy little face, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, resting his forehead against hers, “Am I funnier than them, hmm?”

The jealous man in love is irrational.

And it happens anytime, anywhere.

With him so close, his warm breath sprayed on her face. Xi An’an’s gaze darted around as she tried to push him away, “Don’t stand so close to me.”

“No, I like standing this close to you.” Catching sight of her crimson earlobe, Quan Tianqi hooked his lips in satisfaction and leaned in even more aggressively.

“Quan Tianqi, you…” Xi An’an leaned back, but the hands wrapped around her waist were tight, not allowing her the slightest retreat.

“What about me, hmm?” His voice was husky, resonant, and cool.

She closed her eyes and resigned herself to fate, exclaiming, “You’re a rogue.”

“Hehe!”

Quan Tianqi chuckled, his gaze drifting towards the door as he spoke coolly, “How long do you two plan on hiding out there?”

Nineteen and Azhan, the light bulbs, had left, but two more had arrived. What is it with these people ruining the mood?

Two heads peeped in from the doorway. Quan Shanshan and Maomao exchanged smiles and walked in with light steps.

“Ew, don’t stand too close to me.” Maomao said, pretending to be coquettishly with pinched voice.

“I won’t, I just like standing this close to you.” Quan Shanshan moved beside her and swiftly wrapped his arm around her in a confident and forceful gesture.

“You’re so annoying,” Maomao covered her face and buried herself in her arms.

As the two bantered back and forth, Quan Tianqi’s head was filled with black lines, while Xi An’an wished she could dig a hole and crawl inside.

What kind of day was today, to be running into such embarrassing scenes one after another.

“Hahaha, this is fun.” Bending over with laughter, Quan Shanshan teased Quan Tianqi with a wink and a nudge, “Big brother, looks like you’ve been quite the flirt in your day.”

This section is rather provocative.

“What are you two doing here?” Quan Tianqi had a headache from anger. Had these guys become addicted to playing the third wheel?

“Of course, I came to visit my future sister-in-law,” Quan Shanshan said with a smile that reached his eyes.

“An’an, how are you feeling?” Maomao conscientiously moved a stool over and placed the snacks she had brought on the bedside table.

“I’m fine,” Xi An’an said with a faint smile. “What delicious things have you brought me?”

“Plenty,” Quan Shanshan said as he walked over and directly squeezed Quan Tianqi out of his spot.

Quan Tianqi watched the three chattering happily and twitched the corner of his mouth unwillingly.

Three women make a drama; the ancients never lied to him.

“This floor is all VIP wards. May I ask whom you are looking for?” The nurse politely inquired of the woman wearing a mask.

“I’m looking for Xi An’an. I’m a family member here to bring her food, and Quan Tianqi knows about this too,” Lin Juan said softly, raising the food box she was carrying.

“Mr. Quan has said that aside from himself, anyone else who wants to see Miss Xi must call him and obtain his approval. Please wait here while I call Mr. Quan,” the nurse said.

Lin Juan gritted her teeth with hatred, but still maintained a smile on her face, “Okay, then please trouble yourself.”

As the nurse went to the front desk to call Quan Tianqi, Lin Juan quietly surveyed her surroundings and, seizing the moment when the nurse was distracted, tiptoed toward Xi An’an’s ward.

After much effort to get to this floor, she couldn’t miss such a good opportunity, especially when Quan Tianqi had just left for a moment.

Seeing the number on the ward door, she twisted the doorknob, pushed open the door, and walked in.

Upon confirming there was no one else in the ward, Lin Juan breathed a sigh of relief, hatred swirling deep within her eyes.

She pulled a dagger out from her bag and crept closer with light steps.

One step, two steps…

The sharp blade shone with a cold light under the illumination, and the person sleeping in the bed was still unaware of the impending danger, resting peacefully.

Lin Juan looked at Xi An’an asleep in the bed and thought of her daughter. The hatred buried deep in her heart surged, and she clutched the dagger tighter.

Xi An’an, go to hell.

Bai Feizhan was bringing medicine for Xi An’an when he stumbled upon this scene. His eyes darkened, and he called out coldly.

“Stop.”

Xi An’an was startled awake and looked up to see the gleaming blade, her face turning pale instantly.

“Who are you?”

Lin Juan was startled by the cold shout from behind, nearly losing her grip on the dagger.

Seizing the opportunity, Bai Feizhan reached out with a strong arm, grabbed Lin Juan’s hand, and twisted it forcefully.

With a cracking sound, it was faintly possible to hear the sound of bones breaking.

Lin Juan’s face, hidden behind the mask, contorted with pain. A piercing pain shot through her wrist, and she couldn’t help but scream out loud.

“Ah—”

When Xi An’an saw Bai Feizhan, she felt a sigh of relief in her heart and turned her gaze to the masked woman.

Without waiting for her to guess, Bai Feizhan already reached out to remove the woman’s mask.

Upon seeing her true face, Xi An’an’s expression darkened. “Lin Juan.”

Like mother, like daughter, both wanting her dead.

“Xi An’an, you caused the death of my Yuyu. Why do you get to lie here and rest peacefully, why?” Lin Juan collapsed onto the ground, screaming hysterically.

“Xi An’an, you and your mother are both calamities,” she yelled.

Xi An’an looked at her coldly and moved her gaze to Bai Feizhan. “Please call the police.”