After breakfast, Lu Jinghan drove Han Xi to the hospital. The black Maybach pulled up at the hospital entrance, and Lu Jinghan glanced sideways at Han Xi in the passenger seat, "I’ll walk you up."
Han Xi did not refuse, she nodded with a gentle smile.
They got out of the car and entered the hospital hand in hand. Morning was the busiest time at the hospital, and the elevator was crowded with people. Lu Jinghan’s tall frame shielded Han Xi tightly in his arms, afraid she might get pushed around.
As soon as they walked out of the elevator, they saw Li Chenghao pacing back and forth at the door of Han Xi’s office.
Li Chenghao also saw them, his gaze fell on their tightly clasped hands, jealousy brewing in his eyes filled with rage.
It seemed like he was Han Xi’s boyfriend, and Lu Jinghan was the mistress who had intruded to steal his love.
Han Xi passed by Li Chenghao as if oblivious, her hand on the doorknob when Li Chenghao stopped her, "Xiao Xi, I’m sorry for yesterday, I couldn’t control myself. Can you forgive me?"
Han Xi acted as though she hadn’t heard Li Chenghao speaking, directly pushing the door open and entering the office. She grabbed the white coat from the clothes rack and put it on, turning with a gentle smile to Lu Jinghan, "I’m off to make my rounds. You should hurry back to the company and remember to pick me up tonight."
Lu Jinghan lovingly stroked Han Xi’s hair, watching her tall, fragile figure as she walked away. Only then did he place his hands in his pockets and turn back to Li Chenghao, his eyes eerie and filled with seething anger.
"I didn’t expect you to still have the nerve to be hanging around here?" Lu Jinghan’s voice resonated with a chilling indifference.
Li Chenghao drew back his gaze from Han Xi; he was indeed in a state of panic now. That morning, he received a call from his assistant saying that all the company’s recent investment projects had been halted, and even the land in the west of the city, which had seemed a sure deal, had its bidding qualifications inexplicably canceled.
He knew all of this was Lu Jinghan’s doing.
Li Chenghao feigned calm and pulled at the corners of his mouth, provokingly saying, "Han Xi’s taste is the same as before, sweet and soft, very hard to forget."
Li Chenghao’s words were like a fuse, igniting Lu Jinghan’s explosive fury.
He swung his fist heavily at Li Chenghao, his bloodthirsty eyes as cold and menacing as a Rakshasa from Hell, terrifyingly frightening.
Li Chenghao was completely unprepared, staggering backward and nearly falling, luckily supporting himself against the wall.
Barely had Li Chenghao steadied himself when Lu Jinghan’s fist came again, his steely punch landing on Li Chenghao, knocking him to the ground.
Lu Jinghan had been a special forces soldier, even if Li Chenghao wasn’t injured now, ten of him combined couldn’t match Lu Jinghan.
A crowd had gathered around them, discussing the situation animatedly.
Lu Jinghan straightened up, his sharply defined features taut, his deep voice carrying a warning, "Touch her again, and I’ll make sure you die without a whole body."
Li Chenghao stood up from the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his lips curving into a fearless smile, "Then let’s wait and see."
Han Siyu, who had been standing behind the crowd, naturally heard their conversation; Li Chenghao’s implication was that he wouldn’t give up on Han Xi.
Causing such a commotion in the hospital corridor, more and more people gathered to watch. Han Xi, having finished her rounds in the ward, came out just in time to see this scene, she frowned and ran over, bypassing Li Chenghao to stand by Lu Jinghan’s side, her eyes full of concern, "Are you hurt?"