Chapter 45: Chapter 45 Approaching her red lips…
Chapter 45: Chapter 45 Approaching her red lips…
Li Tianhong stood to the side, the scene before him driving him mad as he kept shouting, “Li Yehan, you’re so capable, aren’t you?
You could kill your mother back then, so you can kill her now!”
Li Yehan killed his own mother?
Nan Qiao couldn’t believe it, nor did she want to believe it was true.
Although Li Yehan was cold and ruthless, he couldn’t have committed the cruel act of killing his own mother, could he?
With clear eyes, Nan Qiao looked at Li Yehan and took out a necklace, “Li Yehan, put down the gun.”
She was just about to hypnotize Li Yehan when, under Tianhong’s horrified gaze, Li Yehan put down the gun.
Tianhong shook his head, unable to believe the scene.
He approached Nan Qiao and fiercely questioned her, “What did you do?
Why does he listen to you?”
Nan Qiao, unyielding and full of presence, replied, “He’s doing the right thing.
Why shouldn’t he listen to me?”
Li Yehan has gone mad with killing.
How could he listen to you?
Who exactly are you?”
Standing beside Li Yehan, Nan Qiao coldly responded, “You are Li Yehan’s father, yet you wish for his death!
What right do you have to question anyone or anything around Li Yehan?”
Li Yehan stood beside Nan Qiao, emanating a profound sense of brokenness.
His indifferent demeanor was like a statue carved by a master, devoid of emotion.
This was the first time Tianhong had been rebuked, especially by a woman, pushing his anger to its peak.
He coldly looked at Nan Qiao, his lips curling into a smirk, revealing a hint of delight in the drama, “Oh?
Who are you to Li Yehan?
Are you interested in him or his money?
Do you really think Li Yehan could actually like you?
He’s a madman, and he’s mentally ill.
Holding a gun, Li Yehan, with bloodshot eyes, stared intently at Tianhong and sneered lightly, “I’m a madman, what exactly are you?”
Feeling the rage of the person beside her, Nan Qiao’s attitude towards Tianhong grew colder, “I think Li Yehan is just fine.”
Li Yehan’s heart trembled in disbelief as he looked at Nan Qiao.
Like the icy bottom of his eyes slowly melting, within a second, it went from winter to spring.
Standing together, Nan Qiao and Li Yehan looked like a perfect match.
With a fierce look in his eyes and slightly upturned thin lips, Li Yehan seemed much better than before.
“Tianhong, I will never hand the company over to your illegitimate child.
If you want the company, it’s over my dead body!”
Li Yehan took two steps forward, standing in front of Tianhong.
He was taller than Tianhong, and his superior stance fueled Tianhong’s raging anger.
“Li Yehan, I want you dead, it’s that simple!”
Li Yehan drawled with a raised tail in his eyes, his daunting aura intimidating.
He sneered lightly, “Then why haven’t you killed me yet?”
Choked by Li Yehan, Tianhong’s face turned even uglier.
With throbbing pain in his left hand, Tianhong glared at Li Yehan, powerless against him.
“Li Yehan, you only hold the CEO position because of the old man.
You just rely on the old man!
What else do you have!”
Li Yehan flashed an unrestrained smile, turned to Nan Qiao, and proudly said, “I can also rely on a woman.”
Li Yehan’s eyes sparkled with mischief and pride.
Nan Qiao burst out laughing, seeing for the first time someone so proud of being supported by a woman.
Li Yehan being proud of being a kept man?
Furious, Tianhong pointed at Li Yehan, “You’re beyond saving!”
Li Yehan: “Then let me stay sick .”
The illness was on Nan Qiao, and he was willing; he was content.
When Li Tianhong was grinding his teeth in anger, Old Mr.
“Li Tianhong, you bastard, believe it or not, I will slaughter you!”
With authority and fury, Old Mr.
Li came in, and the moment he saw Nan Qiao there too, he was upset.
How could he let his future daughter-in-law see him being violent?
The scolded Li Tianhong was full of grievances and reluctance, “Dad, look at Li Yehan, he dared to shoot at my hand!
This murderer, I am going to sue him!
Li turned into a kind and benevolent grandpa, “Qiaoqiao, you came to see Ye Han.
I’ll take this light bulb, Li Tianhong, out of here so you guys can talk.”
With one look from Old Mr.
Li, the two bodyguards who followed him escorted Li Tianhong away.
Li Tianhong roared, “Who is really my dad, him or you!
Whose side are you on!
He is a madman, why do you side with him?
You don’t only have one grandson!”
Li gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Li Tianhong.
Turning his head again, he faced Nan Qiao’s shocked eyes and cheerfully said, “Qiaoqiao, don’t worry.
I will lock up Li Tianhong, and by the time you marry into the family, you won’t see him, and it won’t affect your mood.”
Nan Qiao, “Grandpa Li, I…”
“Qiaoqiao, you keep Ye Han company; I’ve got some matters to handle.”
Li left with his people.
Outside the door, he saw Secretary Zhao’s men pointing their guns at Li Tianhong’s people.
Both sides were aiming at each other, and no one was willing to back down.
Li Tianhong was hurt, but nobody helped him, not because they didn’t want to, but because these people didn’t dare to move.
Li sternly reprimanded, “What are you all doing standing around here!
Standing here like logs!
Li Tianhong’s bodyguards scurried away; after all, Li Tianhong had been taken away, and their staying was useless.
Secretary Zhao watched Old Mr.
Li take Li Tianhong away and breathed a sigh of relief.
“Secretary Zhao, you can go back too.
Qiaoqiao is inside, she is more effective than anyone.”
Secretary Zhao nodded, “Yes.”
Secretary Zhao left as well, Mr.
Everyone had left, and the servants quickly came in to clean up, swiftly bringing a pot of tea and some snacks before leaving.
Nan Qiao looked at the tidy living room and then at Li Yehan’s lonely expression, feeling like her timing was both right and wrong.
“Li Yehan, are you alright?”
Li Yehan slowly lifted his head beside her, closing the distance, and Nan Qiao found herself lying on the sofa, under Li Yehan’s intense gaze.
“Do you think I’m alright?”
Nan Qiao, looking into Li Yehan’s burning eyes, averted her gaze, “Get up first.”
Li Yehan remained motionless, still looking at her, “Do I look like a madman to you?”
The Li Yehan she met, how could he look like a madman?
Li Yehan, “I didn’t kill my mother.”
Nan Qiao was taken aback, a hurt expression flickered in Li Yehan’s eyes, was this his way of explaining, afraid she’d misunderstand?
Seeing Li Yehan’s cautious demeanor, Nan Qiao felt a pang of pity.
She softly said, “I believe you.”
Li Yehan’s face drew closer bit by bit, and Nan Qiao’s heart thumped wildly.
Watching as his thin lips drew nearer, approaching her lips…