Chapter 677: Letting Go

Zhou Zining looked up, her arrogance still intact, and it seemed more like a threat than a plea for help.

Bo Shuxian held her collar in his hand as she straightened her body and knelt, her legs planted on the ground, making any unknowing onlooker think Bo Shuxian was the condemned one.

“Enough…”

Bo Shuxian let go of her, stood up, “I’ve let you go once, and there will not be a second time.

If you must persist, then so be it.”

Zhou Zining suddenly felt a shock.

His tone actually had a sense of letting go?

This can’t be happening!

He should be infatuated with her, shouldn’t he?

In the past, didn’t he cater to her every whim, compliant and doting to a fault?

Zhou Zining had planned to maintain a tenuous relationship with him while stepping on him to get closer to the man she truly loved.

How could he let go of her now?

“What do you mean?” she demanded, her gaze fixed on him fiercely.

But Bo Shuxian did not even spare her a glance as he simply said, “Take care of yourself.”

Then, he turned and walked away, tossing away the cigarette from his fingertips casually.

“You make yourself clear!

What do you mean?

You don’t want me anymore, is that it?

You dare!

Bo Shuxian, you dare!”

Zhou Zining crawled a few steps forward; she couldn’t stand up.

The ground was littered with shards of stone and metal pieces, which pricked her knees painfully, so she didn’t even bother to chase after him and instead clung to the ground, crying and shouting.

Her distress seemed far removed from her now.

At this moment, she truly looked like a madwoman.

Han Chuan felt a chill in his heart.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, who would believe such a woman could exist?

The Fourth Young Master truly was pitiable; everyone knew how much he cherished his marriage, yet his wife’s heart was always with another man from the very beginning—always being used as a tool.

Who could have tolerated that?

Moved by a sense of penitence for his master, he gave a look to the bodyguards, and the two standing behind Zhou Zining immediately pulled her up from the ground and shoved her into the backseat.

The hospital.

The car barely came to a stop when Bo Yanching carried Nan Jiaojiao with quick steps into the hospital, running into Xu Shu who was speaking with a patient’s family in the lobby.

Xu Shu called a nurse over, whispered some instructions, then ran ahead to direct the nurses to bring a stretcher.

Once the patient was taken into the operating room, Bo Yanching seemed to lose all strength, leaning against the wall; his elbow turned inwards, his hand trembling slightly as he loosened his tie.

Bo Qingshan came over and called out, “Uncle Three.”

Bo Yanching turned around, his eyes meeting a pair of wet ones.

He licked his dry lips and patted Bo Qingshan on the shoulder, “Good boy, we owe you a lot.”

Bo Qingshan shook his head while crying, “Not at all, it was Sister Jiaojiao who kept protecting me.

If it hadn’t been for me and Qianqian, she could have escaped on her own.”

“It’s because you were there that she found the courage to hold on until I arrived.”

Bo Yanching pressed Bo Qingshan’s shoulder leading him to sit down on a bench in the corridor.

Soon, Han Che came back with some takeout and opened it before handing it to Bo Qingshan.

But Bo Qingshan was terrified, still in a state of shock, sobbing uncontrollably, his fingernails digging into the pads of his fingers, each finger trembling as though moving independently.

So Bo Yanching took the takeout and began to spoon-feed him.

By the third mouthful, Bo Qingshan suddenly came to.

“And what about Qianqian, Uncle Three, where is Qianqian?”

Bo Yanching nodded toward the operating room, “She’s in there too.

With Uncle Xu there, you can rest assured.”

“Qianqian was choked and beaten by that woman, and she never woke up.

I heard it, Zhou Zining drugged us, and she must have given Qianqian something different than what she gave me, otherwise how could Qianqian have slept so deeply.”