Chapter 711 - 711: Don't Scare Him, Hope He's Not Dead
Chapter 711: Chapter 711: Don’t Scare Him, Hope He’s Not Dead
The next second, a sharp pain prickled the back of his hand.
He realized it was the tense, defensive young woman who had grasped the piece of glass in her hand and had sliced his hand back the moment he reached out.
Blood instantly seeped from the wound…
Yet Li Shengxiao seemed unaware of the pain as he firmly grasped the young woman’s wrist and pulled her into his embrace, “I’m sorry, I arrived too late.”
In his lifetime, he had never known fear or regret, but today, on his way to Jinxiu, he had been filled with regret and fear countless times.
The moment he entered the room, he thought that if anything had happened to her, those two missed calls might suffocate him for the rest of his life.
Thankfully…
Thankfully, it was Rong Yan!
Li Shengxiao’s throat felt parched, his voice hoarse and deep as he firmly held her in his arms, “Yanyan, I’m sorry.”
Sorry for not answering her calls, sorry for being late, sorry for almost letting her be left with a trauma…
Rong Yan, from the moment she was embraced, had instinctively protected herself, but as she was enveloped by a familiar and comforting warmth, her consciousness gradually cleared, her voice broken like tattered fabric, hoarse and unpleasant, “Li Shengxiao?”
Li Shengxiao held her tight in his embrace, his chest heaving, “It’s me.”
“Oh.” The person in his arms responded slowly after a moment.
The next second, he felt the body in his arms go limp and faint within his embrace.
…
Outside, people were anxiously waiting for the person inside to come out, especially since Cui Jiangjing’s words had made Jinxiu’s shareholders and his aunt the most anxious, afraid that if anything happened to Rong Yan, it could affect the hotel.
As they waited in a tense state, someone finally came out of the room.
The unusually composed Cui Jiangjing immediately straightened up from leaning against the wall and looked towards the entrance. He was taken aback at what he saw.
Li Shengxiao came out holding a thoroughly drenched Rong Yan, who was also wrapped tightly in a blanket.
“Shengxiao, what’s going on? What happened to Rong Yan?” He pushed past Gu Ming and rushed over.
Li Shengxiao’s lips were pressed into a straight line, and his face looked terrifying; he completely ignored him.
Cui Jiangjing didn’t care about these minor details, his focus was on Rong Yan, his anxiety causing his brow to furrow rapidly, “Did Rong Yan… faint?”
Little Yan Rong’s complexion was terrible; her skin was naturally pale, but now being carried princess-style in Li Shengxiao’s arms, her arms dangling, she looked like a lifeless doll.
Don’t scare him!
If Rong Yan died in Jinxiu Hotel, Shengxiao would go crazy. At that point, who would care if Jinxiu belonged to his aunt? What if the repercussions killed his aunt as well?
Li Shengxiao’s penetrating eagle eyes glanced at him, and Cui Jiangjing’s heart, which had been in his throat, dropped back into his chest.
This reaction… Little Yan Rong must have fainted.
After just a glance from Li Shengxiao, he shut his mouth. Once he calmed down, the towering man protectively held the woman in his embrace and instructed Gu Ming, “Prepare the car, to the hospital!”
“Yes.” Gu Ming, seeing the terrible state Rong Yan was in, knew that the BOSS would immediately take Miss Rong to the hospital.
Before he could leave, Li Shengxiao dropped another command like a thunderbolt, “And also, bring Rong Weiwei and Shi Mufeng to the hospital!”
It wasn’t long after Rong Yan had fainted that Estelle called him, relaying everything Qi Yue had told her, urging him to save Rong Yan quickly.
A chill spread across the bottom of Li Shengxiao’s eyes, a deadly aura in full display!