Judging from her outfit, this little girl seems to be a problem child, wearing non-mainstream clothes. In such cold weather, her thighs are exposed, her hair dyed yellow and braided into tiny braids, then tied up high.
Han Xi rubbed her temples, patiently speaking: "Little girl, this is a hospital and it needs to be quiet. Whatever grievances you have, wait until she’s discharged to resolve them, okay?"
"Who the hell are you, bitch? Today, I’m going to make her kneel and beg for mercy. She’s got the guts to sleep with my husband."
Han Xi shook her head helplessly, signaling the nurse to call for security.
"The way these little girls chase stars these days, it’s beyond ridiculous. I can’t tell if she’s brainless or was kicked by a donkey when she was young. Calling him her husband without shame, as if she’s actually slept with Yan Xiao."
The nurse beside couldn’t help but mutter a few words.
"Damn it, are you looking for a beating?"
The non-mainstream little girl viciously kicked the bench in the corridor, and others gathered around.
Han Xi’s gaze turned cold as she looked at the little girl, her words no longer as polite as before: "If you don’t want to end up in the police station, you’d better calm down a bit. This is a hospital, not a place for you to run wild. Security is coming soon."
Suddenly, one of the girls seemed to remember something, pointing at Han Xi and shouting loudly: "She’s the woman all over the news with your husband yesterday; your husband even hugged her."
Because Feng Yi had the news suppressed, not many people had seen the gossip.
Han Xi was momentarily stunned but figured it out in a few seconds. It was likely when she was crowded at the hospital entrance yesterday when Yan Xiao helped her up, that the paparazzi took the pictures.
These damned paparazzi, their talent for talking nonsense is truly top-notch. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚·𝔫𝔢𝔱
The non-mainstream girl listened, her eyes blazing with anger: "All of you want to seduce my husband. I’ll beat you to death."
The girl just raised her hand when it was firmly restrained by a powerful force, Lu Jinghan looked at her, his gaze sinister and frightening: "Looks like you have a death wish."
"Who are you, sticking your nose in my business?" The girl retorted defiantly, glaring at Lu Jinghan.
Lu Jinghan’s grip intensified, his deep voice carrying a sharp edge: "You bully my woman and still ask who I am, huh?"
The girl felt her wrist was on the verge of being crushed, but stubbornly refused to cave: "She was the one who stole my husband first. What’s wrong with me teaching her a lesson? I’m not wrong."
"Apologize now, or I can’t guarantee your arm will remain intact."
Lu Jinghan’s icy voice was clearly impatient.
The girl whimpered for a long time, finally squeezing out the words "I’m sorry" with great difficulty from between clenched teeth.
"Is that your attitude when apologizing to someone?"
If it weren’t for her being a woman, Lu Jinghan would’ve punched her long ago.
In fact, the girl was scared inside too; the formidable aura emanating from Lu Jinghan made people instinctively fear.
"Um... I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have yelled at you, please forgive me."
Although her tone was still stiff, it was much better compared to before.
Han Xi glanced sideways at Lu Jinghan: "Jinghan, let her go."
Lu Jinghan released his grip, lowly rebuking: "Hurry up and leave."