Chapter 508: Chapter 508
"Just because you met me before he did?"
"It has nothing to do with that."
"Then tell me... What does it have to do with?" Li Zishen’s gaze shifted, the tone of his voice suddenly grew more forceful, "Speak, tell me."
"There is no reason, not loving just means not loving!"
"You still have feelings for me in your heart."
"Stop deceiving yourself!"
Leng Lingxiao sat in the car, watched all this unfold through the window, a turmoil already raging in his heart. The reason he hadn’t taken action was that he believed his Little Wife could handle things well.
However, at this moment, he could no longer control the hostility he felt toward Li Zishen.
He flung open the car door and strode over.
The night wind lifted his sapphire-blue striped tie; Leng Lingxiao’s eyes were cold and resolute, as if they could penetrate everything and reach straight into Li Zishen’s heart.
He walked up to Tang Xiaowan, gave her a gentle look, and then turned to Li Zishen.
"Li Zishen, do you think my wife, Leng Lingxiao’s wife, is easy to bully?" Leng Lingxiao’s black eyes were piercing, his voice deep and threatening.
Cheng Shi was shaken by Leng Lingxiao’s presence.
He hadn’t expected him to suddenly appear, nor had he anticipated such a direct confrontation. Although doubts plagued his mind, his face remained calm.
"Mr. Leng must have misunderstood," Li Zishen said seriously, "How could I possibly bully Xiao Wan? She’s more important to me than my own life."
"More important than life?" Leng Lingxiao asked coldly, his eyes full of scorn.
"Yes, more important than life!"
"Alright, then prove it."
Saying this, Leng Lingxiao took hold of Tang Xiaowan’s hand and headed inside the clubhouse.
Oh no, oh no, is this going to be a duel?
Chen Xin, who had been holding the steering wheel, hurriedly got out of the car and quickly caught up while sending a message to Bai Long to come and provide support.
Shortly afterward, they all entered a private room.
Tang Xiaowan looked steadily at Leng Lingxiao, thinking how handsome he looked just now.
She gently squeezed his hand, then lifted it and kissed it, signaling him not to be impulsive. Of course, Leng Lingxiao was quite receptive to her gesture, and the anger in his heart subsided substantially.
But, what needed to be done had to be done.
Leng Lingxiao turned his head to look at Cheng Shi, who seemed to understand instantly and drew his handgun.
Tang Xiaowan’s heart skipped a beat.
"Huahua, don’t disturb the other guests!"
She couldn’t say too much to dissuade him; saying too much might only make things worse.
Li Zishen raised an eyebrow: "How do you propose I prove it?"
"Simple, put an apple on your head and let Tangtang practice her aim."
Li Zishen couldn’t help but frown.
"What? You don’t dare?"
"There’s nothing I’m afraid of." Li Zishen took the initiative, stepping towards the coffee table and picking up an apple, "Let’s begin then, I’ll go first."
"Cheng Shi," Leng Lingxiao called out.
Cheng Shi, with a complex expression, handed the gun to Tang Xiaowan; as he backed away, he cast a quick, equally complex glance at Chen Xin.
Ah, let’s just pray all goes well.
Tang Xiaowan, holding the gun, took a few deliberate steps closer to Li Zishen, trying to appear calm.
A hundred shots, a hundred hits; wish me luck!
It was wrong for Li Zishen to want to take her hostage, but for her to actually raise the gun and use him for target practice, Tang Xiaowan had her reservations, no matter how small.
After all, he had saved her life before, and his desire to take her hostage stemmed from being too possessive.
Li Zishen hadn’t thought much about it and stood up straight, but seeing Tang Xiaowan deliberately close the gap, suspicions arose in his heart.
He mistakenly thought Tang Xiaowan wouldn’t know how to use a gun.
Could it be... she wanted to use someone else’s hand to kill?
Li Zishen was willing to die for Tang Xiaowan; he loved her, but certainly not in this way.
"You just don’t move rashly... and there definitely won’t be any problems," Tang Xiaowan said with a light tone. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novᴇlfire.net
Li Zishen nodded, "Okay."
Immediately, Tang Xiaowan took a deep breath, trying hard to calm her inner nerves. She didn’t want to mistakenly injure Li Zishen, and she certainly didn’t want to disappoint Leng Lingxiao.
"I’ll start after counting to three."
She bit her lip and said in a not too loud, not too soft voice, "One, two, three!"
As she counted to three, Tang Xiaowan’s brow furrowed sharply as she pulled the trigger. However, the expected sound of gunfire did not follow, only a crisp "click" echoed in her ears.
Tang Xiaowan was stupefied, "No bullets?"
She looked again at Li Zishen, who was only an arm’s length away; he had dodged the moment the gun was fired.
Could there be anything more embarrassing?
No, this was absolutely mortifying, making oneself appear cowardly in the eyes of others.
Li Zishen felt an unprecedented sense of awkwardness and shame, suspecting this was one of Leng Lingxiao’s tricks, deliberately making him believe she couldn’t handle a gun.
His fists clenched with a "creak, creak".
However, at that moment, Tang Xiaowan suddenly threw the handgun violently.
Li Zishen hadn’t anticipated such an action from Tang Xiaowan and subconsciously dodged again. The gun didn’t touch him at all but hit the patterned carpet with a muffled thud.
"I’m so pissed, there weren’t any bullets!"
"Sorry, miss, I..." Cheng Shi began to speak but then fell silent, quietly lowering his head.
The atmosphere turned exceedingly awkward.
Li Zishen looked deeply at Tang Xiaowan, unspeakable feelings welling up inside him.
"Is this what you call valuing her as your life?"
"Hmph, without even the most basic trust, how can you claim to value her as your life?"
As the words fell, Leng Lingxiao looked at Tang Xiaowan, a smile flickering at the corner of his mouth, "Don’t be mad, my lady. I’ll play with you, but I want you to help me by holding an apple."
He took a gun from Zhao Renjie’s hand and handed it to Tang Xiaowan with a cheerful smile, "Don’t be afraid!"
Tang Xiaowan stared at the gun, her heart trembling.
But, eventually, she mustered the strength to pick up an apple and gently placed it on Leng Lingxiao’s head.
"Don’t move, definitely don’t move!"
"It’s alright, my husband trusts you."
The apple burst, Leng Lingxiao remained motionless, gazing tenderly at her the entire time.
"Don’t bother my wife again!"
After dropping those words, Leng Lingxiao took Tang Xiaowan’s hand and left in high spirits. Cheng Shi hastily picked up the gun from the floor and followed closely behind.
Indeed, Cheng Shi’s gun was without bullets; they had run out during the shootout at the print shop.
The room gradually quieted down.
"Brother Shen, don’t take it to heart. Actually, Lady Tang..." Chen Xin started but hesitated.
Li Zishen didn’t respond, silently picking up the apple and staring fixedly in the direction Tang Xiaowan had left, his heart aching so much he couldn’t breathe.
Xiao Wan, it’s not that I don’t trust you!
He knew at that moment that he had completely lost Tang Xiaowan’s trust.
Suddenly, a commotion arose.
"You can’t go up, sir, we have regulations. We can’t disturb other guests."
"Please understand our situation."
Bai Long hurried over anxiously, his brow furrowed and fists clenched, followed closely by the floor manager and two security guards.
Ah, no good deed goes unpunished. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn’t have sent out a distress message.
This guy... arrived quite quickly!
Bai Long looked confused; he hadn’t seen Leng Lingxiao and the others, but his boss, Li Zishen, stood beside a single armchair, looking soulless and dejected.
Clearly, Chen Xin had made a misjudgment.
[If you want to force your way through, go ahead, but we still need to maintain appearances.]
That was what Zhao Renjie had said just two minutes prior.
Indeed, the new floor manager had an impressive understanding; he gave Bai Long enough time to ascend then followed, advising him all the way.
As a result, Li Zishen’s desolate appearance was laid bare before everyone, apple in hand.