Nan Qiao suddenly felt that Li Yehan was just a big hooligan.
She placed the water cup beside Li Yehan, her eyes filled with resentment as she stared at him: "Li Yehan, drink it if you like, or just stay thirsty."
Li Yehan lay on the sofa, his complexion pale, looking very exhausted and pitiful, as if abandoned.
The pitiful Li Yehan looked at Nan Qiao with injured eyes, his tone filled with helplessness: "Qiaoqiao, I’m really a bit thirsty, I want some water."
Nan Qiao looked at the injured Li Yehan, then at the water cup beside him, and she compromised.
As Li Yehan eagerly awaited Nan Qiao to feed him water, Nan Qiao got up and left, returning shortly with a clean syringe.
"I’ll use this to feed you water, it dispenses a small amount, so you won’t choke."
Eventually, Nan Qiao used the syringe to help Li Yehan drink water.
After all the hassle, Nan Qiao was tired too.
"Li Yehan, you rest, I’m going to take a bath."
Nan Qiao took her pajamas to go bathe, while Li Yehan lay on the sofa and took out his phone to send messages.
Checking his phone, he saw a message from Old Liu: Mr. Li, the task has been completed.
Li Yehan smiled knowingly, his eyes filled with a cold light.
He had just arrived home when someone ambushed him, three people at once, and despite trying to dodge, he was still shot.
Li Yehan lay in Nan Qiao’s room, admiring how capable his Qiaoqiao was.
After bathing, Nan Qiao came out and found Li Yehan had fallen asleep on the sofa.
She walked over, covered him with a thin blanket, and then lay down to sleep herself.
She turned off the light, leaving only the small bedside lamp on, and took out her phone to send a message.
"Check who injured Li Yehan today."
Hou Ze: Boss, you really care about Li Yehan.
Nan Qiao: "Talk less nonsense."
Hou Ze: Alright, boss is shy, I’m out.
Hou Ze was becoming more talkative.
Soon, Hou Ze sent another message: Boss, I didn’t find the person, but I received news that Li Ye has been shot twice.
Nan Qiao immediately understood that Li Yehan’s injury must have been caused by Li Ye, otherwise, why would Li Ye also get injured at the same time?
Nan Qiao replied to the message: "No need to check anymore, get some rest."
Nan Qiao turned off the lights and also went to sleep.
At three in the morning, Li Yehan opened his eyes, the pain making it hard to sleep.
He slowly sat up, the room pitch black.
The curtains in Nan Qiao’s room were too good at blocking out light, not a trace of moonlight could seep through.
Li Yehan leaned back on the sofa, thirsty, he took out his phone, turned on the light, and poured himself a glass of water.
Bearing the pain, Li Yehan took out his phone, and Nan Qiao on the bed woke up.
"Li Yehan, why did you sit up, don’t you know your condition?"
Nan Qiao got off the bed, walked over to Li Yehan, and switched on the lamp beside the sofa.
Li Yehan was shirtless; his bandage stained red. Nan Qiao was forehead-smacking, really wanting to bash someone.
"Li Yehan, I bandaged you up so you could act fearlessly here?"
Li Yehan put down his phone, took Nan Qiao’s hand, but she forcefully rejected him.
"Li Yehan, I refuse to hold hands with you."
Li Yehan couldn’t help but feel both amused and helpless, and said, "Qiaoqiao, I wanted some water, but seeing you sleeping so soundly, I didn’t have the heart to disturb you."
Well, it doesn’t seem like it’s Li Yehan’s fault.
"Then lie down properly, don’t sit up anymore."
Li Yehan lay down, and Nan Qiao stood up: "Sleep, let me know if you need anything else."
Nan Qiao switched on a small nightlamp, slightly illuminating the room.
Lying in bed, Nan Qiao thought about the injured Li Yehan: "You should sleep on the bed, the sofa must be uncomfortable."
However, the sofa in Nan Qiao’s room was also fine for sleeping, it was wide and comfortable.
When Bai Family bought her the sofa, they considered that Nan Qiao might lie on it to use her phone, specifically choosing this comfortable type of sofa.
Li Yehan felt Nan Qiao’s concern and smiled: "Qiaoqiao, why don’t we sleep together."
Nan Qiao suddenly sat up: "Li Yehan, first tell me, how did you escape over the wall with your injuries? Everyone’s asleep now, let me help you get out."
"No need, I’ll scale the wall later and find a doctor to dress my wound. Qiaoqiao, go back to sleep, don’t mind me."
Nan Qiao stood up: "Come on, I’ll help you leave."
What Li Yehan thinks doesn’t matter, what matters is Nan Qiao’s decision.
Eventually, Nan Qiao had Li Yehan wear a shirt and a coat with the buttons done up.
Nan Qiao dragged Li Yehan along, took him downstairs, rode the elevator, and went straight to the underground parking garage.
Nan Qiao drove Li Yehan away.
Li Ye lay in the hospital, his right arm and belly injured.
Li Xia and Jiang Linyu sat in the ward, looking at the injured Li Ye, Jiang Linyu feeling particularly heavyhearted.
"Damned Li Yehan, it must have been his doing sending people to kill you! How come our people didn’t manage to kill Li Yehan! If he were dead, everything would be over!"
Li Ye, leaning against a pillow, his face pale and full of rage.
"I want to see if Li Yehan can escape a first time, whether he can escape a second time. If he doesn’t die, and that old coot is still alive, I can’t take control over the company."
Jiang Linyu said: "That old coot was nearly dead before, if it were not for Nan Qiao intervening, he wouldn’t even have a say!"
Li Xia stayed quiet; she too knew about Nan Qiao saving Old Mr. Li and thereby encountering Li Yehan.
Li Xia had investigated many matters, knowing precisely what had happened to others.
"Mom, Li Yehan can manage the company, surely he’ll be cautious. Trying to harm him is not a simple matter," she said.
Jiang Linyu angrily said: "The Zhou family tried to take on Nan Qiao, now they are either in jail or begging abroad, such idiots! If they could’ve handled Nan Qiao, none of this would’ve happened."
Li Ye said: "My men saw Nan Qiao and Wu Shaogong meeting, chatting happily. How could Nan Qiao know Wu Shaogong, the martial arts master?"
Li Xia was surprised, she had always wanted to apprentice under Wu Shaogong; how could he know Nan Qiao?
All these troubles, how did she come across them?
Everything she wanted was in Nan Qiao’s hands.
Be it people or things, they all became the possessions of Nan Qiao?
Li Xia sat to the side, her gaze lowered, her killing intent suddenly apparent.
"If we could use Nan Qiao to our advantage, then Li Yehan won’t be so lucky!" Li Ye said.
Jiang Linyu gritted her teeth: "Tomorrow I will meet this woman, I want to see what she is capable of! Li Yehan loves her to death, are there no other women available?"
Li Ye leaned against the headboard, his voice hoarse: "I have seen that woman; she really is beautiful."
Li Xia raised her head, her eyes seeming laced with venom: "What’s the use of being beautiful!"
Li Ye glanced at Li Xia, and remained silent.
Jiang Linyu sat next to Li Ye, discussing for a long time, but they couldn’t come up with a good plan.
After all was said and done, their enemy was too powerful, and they still lacked the ability to overshadow everything.