Chapter 1171 - 1171 1146 Extra Story Seventeen (28)

Chapter 1171: 1146, Extra Story Seventeen (28) Chapter 1171: 1146, Extra Story Seventeen (28) Quan Tianqi’s dark eyes opened wide, clear and bright without a trace of grogginess from just waking up.

He looked at the woman who had regained consciousness and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

“An’an, how are you feeling? Is there any discomfort?”

Xi An’an clearly saw the urgency in the man’s eyes and with effort, her cracked lips formed a slight curve.

“No.”

Her usually crisp voice was now extremely hoarse.

Struggling to sit up, Quan Tianqi promptly pressed her down, “Don’t move recklessly.”

Xi An’an lay back down, noticing the barely concealed anxiety between the man’s brows. “I’m fine, don’t worry about me.”

“Be good and lie down to rest,” Quan Tianqi said, brooking no argument.

Xi An’an’s gaze softened, with a hint of a smile in its depths.

“It seems that from now on, I should keep you tied to my belt to prevent you from getting into danger,” Quan Tianqi said as his hand gently pinched her cheek, his magnetic voice carrying a bit of annoyance.

He almost lost her, just barely.

At his words, Xi An’an chuckled out loud.

“What about Xi Yu?” At the time, she heard a thud, and afterward she didn’t hear Xi Yu’s voice anymore.

“Dead, and too easily at that,” Quan Tianqi’s eyes grew cold as he spoke without doubt—had Xi Yu been safe and sound, he would have definitely made her experience the sensation of falling into hell.

Xi An’an was momentarily stunned. “Dead?”

“She took too many sleeping pills and inhaled too much gas; by the time she was brought to the hospital, she was already not breathing,” he explained.

A complex and helpless emotion flickered through Xi An’an’s eyes.

She glanced at his hand wrapped in bandages and showed urgent concern, “Your hand?”

“It’s a trifle, nothing serious,” he said.

Xi An’an didn’t believe him, pulled his hand closer, and gently touched the bandage with her fingertips. In a low voice, she asked, “Is it because of rescuing me?”

“No, I just scraped it by accident,” Quan Tianqi, not wanting to upset her, hastily claimed.

She accused, “Liar.”

“Hungry or not, hm?” Quan Tianqi changed the subject, “I’ll go buy you something to eat, what would you like?”

Xi An’an shook her head, reaching out both hands towards him. “Just hug me, that’ll be enough.”

Her rare initiative deepened the light in Quan Tianqi’s eyes, and a smile finally bloomed on his lips.

He sat on the bed, avoiding her hand with the IV drip, and carefully helped her sit up before embracing her from behind.

Xi An’an leaned back into the warmth of the man’s embrace, enveloped in a complete sense of safety.

“Tianqi, I thought I might never see you again,” she said quietly, gripping his uninjured hand tightly, still terrified when she recalled being trapped in the rental space.

Quan Tianqi tightened his grip around her hand and pressed his lips gently to her hair.

“Rest assured, you can’t shake me off for the rest of your life,” he murmured, his voice so tender that it could sink souls.

Xi An’an smiled, curling her lips, and buried her head into his embrace.

“How about I call you Seventeen from now on?” She looked up at him, her eyes shining bright.

Quan Tianqi smiled indulgently, “Actually, I would also be very happy if you called me hubby.”

Xi An’an’s cheeks turned red, and she gave him a coquettish glare, “You’re not serious.”

“If I were serious, wouldn’t you be crying?” Quan Tianqi teased.

Suddenly, an inappropriate “gurgle” sound erupted.

Xi An’an covered her stomach, her ears tinged with a faint blush.

This was too embarrassing.

“Wait here, I’ll go get you some food,” Quan Tianqi said with a suppressed laugh as he ruffled her hair affectionately.

Xi An’an watched his tall and straight silhouette leave, the smile in her eyes almost spilling over.

During this time, Xu Ran came to visit her.

“How are you, my poor little An’an?” Xu Ran arrived carrying a fruit basket in one hand and fresh flowers in the other. Seeing Xi An’an awake on the bed, the heavy worry she had carried was finally put to rest.

“Xu sister!” Xi An’an called out coquettishly, reaching out for a hug.

Xu Ran set down the fruit basket and flowers before bending over to give her a big bear hug. “You scared me to death.”

Xi An’an giggled and hugged her back.

Xu Ran pulled a chair over and sat down. Seeing that Xi An’an’s complexion had improved, she felt in the mood to tease her, “Looking at you, your color’s better; it seems CEO Quan has taken good care of you.”

“What are you talking about.”

“Oh my, blushing and embarrassed,” Xu Ran joked, “Yesterday when you were unconscious, you had no idea how worried CEO Quan was about you. He kicked down the door of that rental room, and only after you were brought to the hospital and the doctors started treating you did he let the doctors check and bandage his wounds.”

Bandages?

Xi An’an couldn’t help but think of the bandages on Quan Tianqi’s hand and asked subtly, “Sister Xu, is Tianqi’s hand injury serious?”

“He was waiting for you outside the operating room yesterday. In a fit of urgency, he punched the wall. Although he bled a bit, the doctors have treated him, so it shouldn’t be a big problem,” Xu Ran said.

So that was how he got the injury on his hand, this big dummy. A warmth spread through Xi An’an’s heart, but mostly, she felt distressed.

“It’s good that both of you are all right. It’s a huge stroke of luck that you escaped death this time,” Xu Ran sighed.

Xi An’an hummed in response.

“By the way, I have some news for you. This morning, the Xi Group announced bankruptcy and officially got acquired by JK International,” Xu Ran said, her tone laced with a touch of satisfaction.

The beasts of the Xi family had never stopped trying to trip up her An’an. This time, they’ve reaped what they sowed.

“Acquired by JK International?” Xi An’an was surprised.

Xu Ran grinned mischievously, “An’an, can’t you see? Your heartthrob is showing his affection for you. He’s taking revenge on your behalf.”

Xi An’an didn’t take up the conversation, her eyes curving into smiles.

“Eh, where is CEO Quan?” Xu Ran looked around, asking with curiosity.

Xi An’an, “He went to buy me some food.”

Hearing this, Xu Ran clicked her tongue, “Even the CEO of JK International has a day when he runs errands to buy breakfast. An’an, did you save the Milky Way in your past life? You’ve stumbled upon the ultimate good man.”

“Sister Xu, can’t you go a day without teasing me?”

“I can’t.”

As the two joked and laughed, Quan Tianqi also returned with breakfast.

Without saying anything else, Xu Ran – who prided herself on being first-rate at noticing the subtleties – picked up her bag and stood up. “An’an, take a good rest. I’m leaving now. I’ll come to see you again tomorrow.”

“Sister Xu, stay for a bit longer,” Xi An’an said.

“No way, I have no interest in being a third wheel,” Xu Ran said cheerfully and swiftly disappeared in the blink of an eye with her bag.

After breakfast, it was just in time for the nurse to bring the morning medications.

“These many pills?” Xi An’an looked at the several dozen colorful tablets, frowning deeply at the thought of the unpleasant bitterness without even tasting them.

“Can I take fewer?”

She looked up at Quan Tianqi, pleading pitifully.

When it came to her health, Quan Tianqi was uncompromising. He turned to pick up the candied fruits he had bought on the way and coaxed her gently, “Be good and take your medicine, and this box of candied fruits will be yours.”

Xi An’an pouted, her eyes gleaming hungrily at the box, “How did you know it’s my favorite?”

Candied fruits were sold in many places, but this time-honored brand was really something special. Despite being tucked away in a small alley, they still drew a crowd every day. Getting hold of their special candied fruits was not easy.

“Your agent told me,” Quan Tianqi said, purposely lifting the lid slightly, letting the light fragrance of sweet and sour spread through the air, tempting Xi An’an immensely.

“How about you give me a piece of candied fruit first?” She scooted next to him, her fair little hand reaching for the box he was holding.

Quan Tianqi gave a sly smile, lifted the box out of her reach, “No, you must take your medicine first before you can have candied fruit.”

“Annoying,” Xi An’an’s face fell.

Quan Tianqi passed her the glass of water. Xi An’an looked at the pills in her hand and, closing her eyes, threw them in her mouth.

Her face was that of a martyr, which made Quan Tianqi almost laugh.

After swallowing an entire glass of water, Xi An’an could still taste the lingering bitterness of the medicine, her brow furrowed tightly.

So bitter.

“My candied fruits.” She reached out to him, emphasizing, “You promised, a whole box, no going back on your word.”

Quan Tianqi’s eyes lifted slightly, a hint of deep amusement shining through. He picked up a piece of candied fruit and put it in his own mouth.

Watching her dazed silly expression, a smile flashed in Quan Tianqi’s eyes.

“I didn’t expect to witness such a sensational scene so early in the morning. Tianlin, seems like we’ve arrived just in time,” a teasing voice, laden with laughter, cut in, bursting their romantic bubble.

“Feizhan, that’s too much,” Jian Tianlin managed to say, stifling his laughter.

Catching sight of the two figures at the door from the corner of her eye, Xi An’an’s face flushed, and she quickly hid behind Quan Tianqi.

Oh my god.

Doesn’t she care about her face at all?

“Are you two planning to stick to the door and be door gods?” Quan Tianqi glared at the two fun-sponges at the doorway, his fists itching.

“Look at your brother, he’s already turning his back on me. Just yesterday, I helped save his wife’s life, and today he’s being so rude to me,” Bai Feizhan walked in lazily, clutching his chest while letting out a dramatic sigh, pretending to wipe away non-existent tears from the corner of his eyes.

“Truly heartbreaking and upsetting.”

“Don’t be sad, here, Azhan, have a candied fruit,” Jian Tianlin quickly grabbed a piece, his voice high-pitched enough to give everyone goosebumps.

With a single look, Bai Feizhan got the message, deliberately turning his head away, his voice deliberately affected with coyness, “I don’t want the candied fruit unless…”

“Unless what?”

“Unless you feed it to me,” Bai Feizhan continued, disgustingly twisting his body and stamping his foot.