A young man was kneeling and shouting beside Ouyang Xuan, who was on the verge of death. He had been slashed four or five times by the violent murderer, and each cut was deeper than the last. But he managed to barely cling on to life.
Ouyang Xuan moved his lips, and that person brought his ear to his mouth. He knew that this handsome man had something to say before he died.
Ouyang Xuan gritted his teeth and tried to breathe. He used the last of his strength to grab the collar of the young man and said with a trembling voice, "Jiang… It's Jiang Yule! That vicious woman did this to me! She needs to pay for this! Get the police to lock her up!"
The man was speechless. If he remembered correctly, Jiang Yule should be the name of Madam Li, the one who will inherit most of Master Li's fortune. However, she did not love money or fame. She only loved Master Li.
He thought about it for a while, but when he saw that the man beside him was about to die, he decided to report what the dying man told him on his behalf, "Master Li, this man seems to have something to say about Madam Li." He then went on to repeat what Ouyang Xuan had told him.
Li Xingyi looked at the person on the ground. He had an excellent memory and would never forget someone he had seen just once. Therefore, with only a glance, he could tell that the person lying on the ground was Ouyang Xuan. He was the tutor who wanted to seduce his wife and had taught his nephew nonsense under his nose.
The dying man was waiting for Li Xingyi's approval. Ouyang Xuan believed that this was an opportunity for him to fulfill the last wish of a dying person. If Li Xingyi did so, his reputation would improve. After all, the whole world knew that he had no feelings for his wife at all.
But no one expected Li Xingyi to just give a cold, indifferent look to the man on the ground without saying a word. His amber eyes were so clear and yet chilling. The young man was already scared without Li Xingyi even opening his mouth.
"Understood, Master Li," said the young man. He looked at Ouyang Xuan, who was lying there with his chest heaving weakly, but he was still calling out for Jiang Yule's incarceration. The young man pitied him greatly. "Go in peace. You've tried your best."
Ouyang Xuan's body tilted to the side, and he died in anger. A soul floated out of his body and dissipated in the air, but no one could see it.
The second before Jiang Yule exited the room, she pinched the flesh on her arm hard and successfully made herself cry without any eye drops. As soon as the door opened, Li Xingyi saw her trembling all over with tears in her eyes. She seemed to be quite frightened.
"Master Li, I was so afraid. I thought I would never see you again in this lifetime…"
[I'm starving. Go see your nephew already! I need to get some food!]
Li Xingyi saw that although she acted as if she wanted to throw herself into his arms, she was actually maintaining some distance from him. Even her body was facing away from him. She was posturing as if he was something filthy and that she could not stand to touch him. He chided himself in his heart. 'Why had I not noticed such poor and flawed acting before?'
He was not in the mood to tease her now. His biggest concern was Li Sui'an. "Yang Chen, get her something to eat." With that said, he walked straight to her room without looking back.
Yang Chen was puzzled. Secretary Wu was usually the one in charge of taking care of the madam. He was Master Li's bodyguard.
Everyone was surprised when they heard Li Xingyi's command, including Jiang Yule and Wu Bing, but everyone quickly regained their senses.
"Yes Master Li. I know what the madam likes to eat." he said, then he motioned Jiang Yule and Wu Bing to follow him. No one cared about his sudden change in attitude.
When they got to Li Xingyi's room, Jiang Yule relaxed her legs and sat on the sofa at the side. She had been running high on adrenaline just now, but now that she had relaxed, she was instantly engulfed by fatigue and fear.
Meanwhile, Li Xingyi found out from Jiang Yule's thoughts that she had hidden Li Sui'an in the closet while she was waiting for him behind the door. Based on what he thought of her before, he did not expect her to keep Li Sui'an safe since she was so afraid of death.
The sudden footsteps made Li Sui'an, who was hiding in the closet, shiver. He still had the earplugs on, and his chubby hands were covering his eyes.
Remembering Jiang Yule's instructions, Li Sui'an suppressed his curiosity and shrank deeper into his hiding spot. However, he heard a reassuring voice in his ear. Li Xingyi did not reach out to touch the trembling little boy. Instead, he called out softly, "An-An."