Chapter 942: Chapter 922: Dog’s Resolve (1)
After speaking, his fingers relaxed, and he turned around, walking toward the bathroom, slamming the door heavily shut.
The force with which his fingers released was very even, and Liang Anya slid gently onto the sofa, staring at the tightly closed bathroom door, and wiped away her tears fiercely.
While she was in a daze, there was a loud bang as the door was rudely opened again.
Liang Anya looked up, but was stunned.
Si Yuheng had changed out of his home clothes and was wearing a set of going-out clothes, walking over with eyes as cold as iron:
"Really just a quick look?"
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Watching Liang Anya leave the villa with Si Yuheng accompanying her, Kasey stood by the railing on the second-floor staircase, clenching her palm tightly.
She had just heard the two arguing upstairs and hadn’t had enough of it yet, never expected Si Yuheng would compromise, agreeing to accompany Liang Anya to the hospital personally.
Kasey had always believed that once Liang Anya had the child, regardless of whether the child was the Hall Master’s or not, this girl would roll out.
The Hall Master was definitely going to choose the child over the woman.
So she was never anxious, just waiting to enjoy the spectacle.
But recently, she was feeling less composed.
Ever since Liang Anya moved into the villa, in these one or two months, Si Yuheng had not sought her out even once, spending every night in Liang Anya’s bedroom.
Liang Anya’s belly couldn’t serve the Hall Master now.
Even if the Hall Master shared a room with her, they couldn’t do anything.
Having so many women in A Country, yet he has been abstinent for two months because of a Chinese girl, this fact left Kasey a bit shocked.
Kasey started to suspect that even if Liang Anya gives birth, the Hall Master would not so easily let her leave.
Thinking of this, she unconsciously ground her silver teeth.
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Under the night sky, Renxin Hospital.
A silver-black Bugatti Veyron screeched to a halt at the foot of the stairs.
The car door slowly rose, merging the tall, slender man’s silhouette with the night; he accompanied the girl with the high, tense belly and anxious expression into the hospital.
The corridor of the advanced care unit was lined with Huo Family assistants and bodyguards dressed in black with stern faces, with George taking the lead in the center.
Hearing the urgent footsteps approaching, George looked towards the entrance, seeing Si Yuheng and Liang Anya arriving, he walked over in a few steps: "Miss Liang."
"Where’s Xiaoyi? How is she?" Liang Anya’s voice trembled.
George hesitated for a moment, his face dark and somber: "When the car hit, the airbag deployed in time, but it still caused a severe blunt trauma concussion to the head. She hasn’t passed the critical period and is still in the ICU, not awake."
Liang Anya clenched her palm tightly: "I want to go have a look."
George said, "Miss Liang, Miss Jiayi is still in the intensive care unit. The Boss has instructed that no one should disturb her. Even Mr. Chu, Mrs. Xia, Mr. Nie, and Miss Fang Yao couldn’t get in when they came over."
Several of the Huo Family’s assistants also raised their hands to stop her.
Liang Anya, both anxious and worried, not knowing why this happened, or whether Jiayi would be okay, covered her face and burst into tears:
"Why, why did a car accident happen out of nowhere!"
Seeing her so emotionally agitated, Si Yuheng frowned, starting to regret bringing this woman to the hospital, and spoke decisively:
"Seen enough? Can we go back now?"
George also said, "Miss Liang is about to give birth soon, you should head back first to avoid complications with your pregnancy."
"No, I won’t go back!" Hearing the seriousness, Liang Anya was unwilling to leave, biting her lip, "I’ll wait here until Xiaoyi wakes up!"
"You said you’d take a look and then leave. Are you trying to backtrack now?" Si Yuheng fumed angrily.
"Si Yuheng, you’re too selfish!"
Selfish? Si Yuheng’s face darkened. The one lying in there was her good sister, it had nothing to do with him; wasn’t it normal for him to be selfish?
Luckily, a Huo Family assistant walked over, breaking the tense atmosphere between the two.
The assistant glanced at Si Yuheng: "Mr. Si, the Boss would like to see you."
Liang Anya’s tears halted, she gazed at Si Yuheng with hope, her tone no longer as tough as before, much softer, tugging at his sleeve, pleading:
"...Can you go and see Xiaoyi for me? Please check on her for me, and I’ll go back with you."
Si Yuheng gazed at her for a few seconds, as if pondering whether she would go back on her word again. Seeing the expectation in her eyes, he finally pulled her hand off his sleeve and headed to the end of the corridor.
In front of the ICU ward door, Huo Zhenyang stood tall, outside the glass window, his thin lips pressed into a seamless line, much like a cold hard rock, with his lips exuding knife-like sharpness, his pupils somewhat distracted yet firmly fixed on the little woman lying inside the glass window.
Jiayi lay in the innermost white hospital bed, her head wrapped tightly in bandages, tubes inserted into her mouth and nose, with sophisticated equipment flashing next to her.
For a moment, Si Yuheng sensed that the man in front of him harbored an intense rage capable of destroying everything at any moment.
"I regret what happened to Miss Chu. I wonder what Master Huo wants from me." Si Yuheng broke the silence.
Huo Zhenyang’s gaze remained on Jiayi on the hospital bed, without looking at Si Yuheng, the depth of his eyes shone with boundless coldness, his voice carrying a hoarse note: "I have a matter to trouble Hall Master Si with."
Si Yuheng looked at him suspiciously.
"Bring Su Yan back to A Country for punishment."
Seeing him bring up Su Yan at such a time, Si Yuheng was a bit skeptical and narrowed his eyes: "Su Yan is a Chinese national, not an A Country citizen. Having committed a crime, she should be punished under domestic law. No matter what, it’s not A Country’s place to punish her. The Yunling police would not hand Su Yan over to A Country for resolution."
"The one she killed is the daughter of a high-ranking A Country official. Through A Country’s noble leaves, I’ll pressure the Yunling police to hand Su Yan over to you, who will then take her to A Country. Su Yan is no longer Mrs. Huo, and since she’s an orphan, the Yunling police won’t offend A Country over a murderer without any background."
Si Yuheng was silent for a moment, knowing he had arranged it all, yet he couldn’t help but ask again: "Su Yan has already been sentenced to a suspended death sentence, why go to the trouble of transferring her to A Country for punishment specifically?"
"Suspended death sentence? Not enough." The man’s thin lips moved, his voice carrying an indifferent yet chilling tone.
The so-called ’suspended death sentence for one year’ means being detained for a year, and if the prisoner commits no crimes within the year, it is commuted to life imprisonment.
He paused, the coldness deepening on his lips: "Besides, domestic execution is too light. But A Country, as I recall, has a harsher dog execution, right."
If possible, he’d prefer to tear Su Yan apart with his bare hands.
Making someone wish for death could be done in many ways, but right now, she was most important.
No one was more important than her.
The man’s gaze was calm, but it sent a chill down Si Yuheng’s spine, making him immediately understand his intention.
