Chapter 2093: You Were Protected by His Sacrifice

Li Jian’s smile surprisingly had a touch of flattery, “What if you actually can, right?”

Yaen Chi’s mind worked fast; he almost immediately realized who it was, but Li Jian was faster in action. He walked out of the ward and brought someone out from behind the door.

It was none other than the pretty boy’s Little Wife that Yaen Chi had brought back.

Her clothes were different, but she still wore clattering bracelets on her wrist, jingling as she walked.

As soon as she saw Yaen Chi, she began to cry.

Li Jian quickly let go of her, “I didn’t touch her, okay? She’s like a block of wood, no response to any questions, didn’t speak. I thought she didn’t understand the language until I mentioned bringing her to see you; then she reacted. She didn’t cry in the car, only started crying when she saw you here. I didn’t provoke her.”

Yaen Chi’s face was stern, “Why did you bring her here?”

“To see you.” Li Jian said matter-of-factly.

Yaen Chi was so angry his head hurt, “I risked my life protecting her, brought back evidence for you guys. It’s your job to get her to talk. I’ve completed my task, so why is this blame falling on me? Don’t you have any skills?”

Li Jian blinked, a sturdy man shouldn’t make such a goofy expression because it really did look foolish.

He didn’t respond directly to Yaen Chi but casually chewed over Yaen Chi’s words, twisting their meaning while speaking to the woman, “Did you hear? You’re someone he risked his life to protect. You’re more important than his life. He’s lying here injured because of you. You mean a lot to him.”

Yaen Chi: “…”

He pressed his lips tight, with a string of vulgar words, but because it concerned common ancestors, he held back and didn’t utter them.

Was that what he meant?

Li Jian did it deliberately, but it particularly comforted the “Little Wife.” She cried even harder, tears rolling down, looking pitifully at Yaen Chi, “Brother…”

Yaen Chi’s brow twitched, feeling the urge to run.

The “Little Wife” lunged forward, leaning on his bedside, reaching out to hug him. Yaen Chi instinctively retreated. The bed was only so wide, and he backed to the other edge, clinging there, scared that a slip would send him crashing to the floor.

He stared at the woman, crying as if she might faint.

Li Jian clutched his heart, startled again, mumbling, “Wow, she actually can talk.”

Yaen Chi found the woman’s sobbing headache-inducing, but his inherent gentlemanly demeanor meant he couldn’t swear at a woman, so he asked Li Jian, “What’s the meaning of this?”

“Those bracelets on her hand,” Li Jian pointed at the woman’s arm covered in colorful bracelets, “can’t be removed individually. We haven’t pin-pointed which one holds the evidence. My team detected super concentrated explosive elements in them. If you forcefully try to remove them without a proper way, not only will the evidence be destroyed, it might blow her up as well. I haven’t used any harsh methods on her, but my mouth is dry from talking and she just ignores me, no information extracted at all.”

Li Jian didn’t say he mentioned Yaen Chi offhandedly out of frustration, and that’s the only time the woman had any reaction.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have brought such a vital witness here.

Yaen Chi’s frown tightened, “You’ve brought her to me, what can I do?”

Li Jian naturally stared back, mouthing two words: “Charm.”

Yaen Chi: “…”

How could he exude any charm at the moment, unkempt and stubbled? He didn’t even shave when Ye Wanting visited yesterday, shooed her out to buy cake to barely tidy his face. So he looked somewhat clean, but Yaen Chi didn’t feel lying there, with his uncut hair, he could muster any charm.