C13

Lee Zeyan's situation wasn't too good.

He had lost a lot of weight, and even though he was still handsome, with a single glance, he gave off a depressed and decadent air. He was very different from the arrogant and confident man from before, who looked like a god.

The drop was too great, to the point that Qin Qiaoqiao subconsciously retreated a few steps, unable to accept it.

Lee Jun's gaze fell on the wheelchair under him. His eyes flashed and instantly, his face filled with worry, "Big Brother, you, I didn't expect you to be so severely injured. The family knows a few pretty skilled doctors, do you need to invite them over …"

Lee Zeyan interrupted him impatiently, "You want to see me just to say that?" I'm afraid some people can't hold themselves back, he sneered.

"I'll see you then. If you have nothing else, scram out. I don't welcome you here."

Lee Jun forced a smile, "I came to see you on behalf of my family's elders. They are all very concerned about you."

"Care about me?" Lee Zeyan's thin lips twitched as he looked at him coldly, "Are you worried about my death?"

"I'm letting them down, but I'm not dead yet. Go back and tell some people to hide themselves, or else you can reach out and …" Be careful that I cut off their claws. "

With that, he ignored his embarrassed expression and turned to look at Qin Qiaoqiao. "Miss Qin, is there anything else?"

Qin Qiaoqiao's body trembled. "N-nothing …"

"That's good. See the guests out." With that, Lee Zeyan closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to care about anyone else.

Qinghuan sighed and extended her hand to the two of them. "Please."

"Then brother, take a good rest. I'm leaving." After Lee Jun said that, he turned around and left. In the next moment, his ugly expression turned into a sneer. No matter what, he had finally achieved his goal.

Judging from the situation, Lee Zeyan was indeed heavily injured, so it was hard to say if he could stand up.

Lee Jun narrowed his eyes. It would be best if he could never be able to stand up and collapse into a pile of mud under his feet …

As for Qin Qiaoqiao, she still couldn't accept Lee Zeyan's dejected look. She was in a trance as she thought about how her brother Li had turned into that … It was like a ghost.

After sending the two of them off, Qinghuan had just gone upstairs when she heard another crackling sound, louder and more violent than any she had ever heard before.

It was as if he wanted to completely vent all the depression and confusion that had been accumulating in the deepest part of his heart.

She stopped and did not go back in.

In the room, Lee Zeyan was breathing heavily and his lips were stretched tight. He looked down at his legs under the blanket.

After a while, he calmed himself down and placed both his hands on the sides of the wheelchair. He tried so hard to stand up, but the moment his upper body left the wheelchair, he fell to the ground because he couldn't find any place to put his body.

"Mm …"

However, no matter how hard he tried, his legs didn't seem to need any strength. In the end, he let out a low growl from the bottom of his throat, like a cornered beast that had been forced into a corner, he clenched his fists and heavily smashed them into the ground.

One, another.

Until there was blood.

His vision became more and more blurry. The moment his consciousness went into a trance, he seemed to hear a worried female voice beside his ear, "Lee Zeyan, how are you?!"

"..."

That night, Lee Zeyan had a high fever.

The situation was somewhat out of Qinghuan's expectations. She had originally thought that he was just in a bad mood after seeing the two of them and wanted to vent his anger. She hadn't expected that this fellow would torment her to such an extent.

God knows how shocked and helpless she was when she realized something was wrong and saw the man lying unconscious on the floor with a pool of blood beside him.

"Why are you twisting it like that …"

The man in the bed was still asleep, pale and fragile in the lamplight.

Qinghuan sighed. To have such a domineering person suddenly turn out like this, it was really a bit of a surprise … It hurts.

Qinghuan used the cold towel in her hand to change the one on his forehead and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Seriously, Mr Lee, you're getting more and more unlikeable now."

"You should have a good temper, right? To make yourself neither human nor ghost, are you happy?"

"And your legs." Qinghuan increased her strength. "You can't be impatient. If you keep going on like this, you'll be ready to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life."

"Can't you be a little more obedient on account of how hard I take care of you? "I was counting on you to help me after I've recovered. Why didn't you say that earlier? When I return home, I'll help you, and then I'll draw a big cake for me …"

After she finished talking, the massage was almost done, so she quietly left the room.

On the bed, the man who had his eyes closed slowly opened them with his eyelashes trembling. A complicated look flashed across his eyes …

The next morning, Chu Cheng came and jumped down from the truck. He asked anxiously, "I heard Brother Lee had a fever last night?"

Qinghuan nodded and briefly explained the situation.

"No wonder, so it's that little bastard Lee Jun …"

From Chu Cheng, Qinghuan roughly understood the situation of Lee Family.

Lee Zeyan's father, Lee Heng, was a debauchee when he was young. Although the pressuring Yu Family Clan had forced their way into marriage with the big miss of Chu Family, who was also Chu Cheng's aunt, they still flirted outside.

When Lee Zeyan's mother passed away at the age of three, Old Master Li brought him to his side and raised him up. After Old Master Li's death, Lee Zeyan directly took over Lee Heng and used a forceful method to control the entire Lee Family …

Lee Jun was born of Lee Heng's second wife and was quite favoured.

Of course, there will be a third one after the second. I heard that the one beside Lee Heng is the real love. She's in her twenties and has a lot of tricks up her sleeve …

The Wealthy Class.

Qinghuan sighed inwardly and looked away. "What is this?"

"I think Brother Lee won't go to any rehabilitation center with his temper right now, so someone got him a whole set of equipment. Look …"

Qinghuan couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth when she looked in the direction of her finger.

One two three, three big trucks.

At this moment, Qinghuan thought: It's a shame Lee Zeyan has a big villa... However, it was time for him to exercise, otherwise he would miss his optimal recovery period.

Thinking of this, Qinghuan moved out of the way. "You go ahead, I'll go out first."

"..." This flower looks pretty good, do you want to buy it? "

"Of course." Qinghuan fiddled with the blossoming rose petals, picked out a few bunches of light pink and light purple, and asked, "Are there any potted plants? "Not too big, look better."

After paying the bill, he informed the other party of the delivery address and strolled around for a bit before it was almost noon. "What do you want to eat?"