Luo Shuxiu and Liu Zhizhong were both dumbfounded, but there was nothing they could persuade.
For Qian Xuan's abnormality, both seemed to be aware that waiting for him to vent was the only solution.
So, Liu Zhizhong helplessly smoked and drank tea.
Luo Shuxiu handed Qian Xuan a tissue, which was probably the most she could do as a wife.
However, Qian Xuan slapped Luo Shuxiu's hand away with a snap, so loud!
Luo Shuxiu's hand hurt, and the tissue fluttered to the ground.
Seeing this, Liu Zhizhong's heart inexplicably ached as he clearly felt Luo Shuxiu's pain. Her expression said it all.
However, all Liu Zhizhong could do was gently tap Luo Shuxiu's foot under the table, clearly telling her to endure, to not erupt, to manage her emotions.
Luo Shuxiu truly had a tacit understanding; she got it with a single touch and silently lowered her head, ignoring everything while looking at her swelling right wrist.
Qian Xuan took a tissue himself, wiping his tears forcefully, then started his electric wheelchair, seemingly heading back to his room.
As he moved, he said, "Shuxiu, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I lost my gentlemanly demeanor. I hope you can understand, can forget this unpleasantness, it was my rudeness!"
"Brother Zhizhong, apologies, hope I didn't scare you. Go attend to your matters, the company must have important issues. Can't join you for dinner. Since Xiaoyue and the others entrusted such an important matter to you, I hope you handle it well. A small-scale farewell ceremony will surely have me, Qian Xuan, involved."
"After this is over, I still have something to ask little brother Zhizhong. Now, I am quite tired, won't keep you any longer, I'm going back to rest. Shuxiu, no need to come and take care of me, I can manage, I certainly can."
As he spoke, he had already entered the hallway.
Luo Shuxiu and Liu Zhizhong exchanged a look, unable to say anything more, but felt as if a burden had been lifted from their hearts.
Qian Xuan's emotions were initially out of control, but soon corrected. Apparently, in front of his wife and younger brother, he still maintained some composure.
Once Qian Xuan entered the master bedroom and the automatic door gently closed, Luo Shuxiu finally sighed, shook her head with a bitter smile, and softly whispered to Liu Zhizhong, "Zhizhong, go on with your busy schedule, I'll see you out."
After she spoke, she stood up.
Liu Zhizhong stood up, looking at her swollen right wrist and couldn't help but hold it tenderly, softly asking, "Does it hurt? Ah, you really have been wronged. It's so swollen; maybe you should seek medical attention?" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝙣𝙚𝙩
As he spoke, he even gently kissed the injury.
This myriad of tenderness and romance made Luo Shuxiu's heart tremble tenderly, an extreme comfort, almost not feeling the pain anymore.
"It's nothing, just a little bit of pain…"
"Just a little? Let's take care of your wrist first."
Saying so, Liu Zhizhong carefully cradled her hand and seemed to lead her out.
This affection stirred something within her, like it would any refined young woman, particularly delightful.
Soon after, Luo Shuxiu and Liu Zhizhong entered the elevator and descended to the ground floor.
Luo Shuxiu escorted Liu Zhizhong to the parking lot, parting under the cool shade of the shelter.
They said goodbye silently, without a word, a dignified smile, graceful and august, truly embodying the lady of the house.
Liu Zhizhong also carried himself with gentlemanlike grace, gracefully courteous, also smiling and waving at Shi Jing and Xu Jiao not far away.
Then, he got into his Big Lao limousine and drove off from the Qian Family mansion, heading to Xinghai Entertainment Media Company.
His heart was a mix of myriad emotions, deeply moved, especially by the younger or middle-aged prominent figures like Feng Xiaoyue and the others.
Just from Qian Xuan's reactions, there were stories, even accidents, but now one of the main characters had passed on, the others still lived, and he had only touched the tip of the iceberg?
To say Qian Xuan was abnormal was true, but he was also real, a real man, real tears, real emotions!
Qian Xuan's reaction did not frighten Liu Zhizhong, instead, it gave him a better understanding of Brother Xuan—pretty good, truly humane, maybe even loyal and righteous.
And what about Xiang Wenhua? Did he know this fact yet?