By the time Xia Ningxing left the hospital, Lu Tingli had suddenly rushed back. As soon as he saw her, he embraced her fiercely.
"Baby Xing!"
He held her tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his body.
"Lu?" Xia Ningxing looked at him with a touch of confusion, blinking her eyelashes, "Weren't you at the institute? Why did you come back all of a sudden?"
"I heard you almost had an accident today," Lu Tingli's voice trembled.
"I'm fine," Xia Ningxing shook her head, then added, "My sister-in-law took a knife for me."
Self-reproach covered Lu Tingli's handsome face, and he punched the wall behind him, "It's all because I'm useless, I couldn't protect you properly."
If Ningxing's sister-in-law hadn't been there today, wouldn't she have been...?
Lu Tingli simply couldn't bear to continue the thought.
He would definitely make Jiang Rou and her family pay the price they owed for this.
A dangerous and icy sharpness swept across his eyes.
