C9

"Qinghuan, look!" Di Ya's voice suddenly became louder, like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

"What's wrong?" Qinghuan looked over indifferently.

— Surprised! The CEO of Lee's had not appeared for many days. He suspected that he had been in a car accident, and his injuries were severe!

The son of heaven, Lee Zeyan, was heavily injured and crippled due to a car accident. Where should Lee's Group go?!

Qinghuan's brows suddenly tightened. She had not expected to return to Luo City in three months' time. What awaited her would be such an earth-shattering thunderbolt.

After a moment of silence, she said, "Take me to the clouds."

At Cloud View villa.

Boom! *

The sound of porcelain shattering was mixed with an angry growl, "Get out! Who let you in?! "

The doctor wearing a white coat left the door in a sorry state. He smiled bitterly at Chu Cheng, "The patient's emotions are too agitated. If this goes on, we can only use sedatives."

Chu Cheng frowned and looked at Soong Yi beside him, "How long has it been?"

Soong Yi smiled bitterly, "I've been like this ever since I found out that the news was leaked."

Damn it.

He had obviously kept this a secret, but now someone had found a loophole. Chu Cheng pressed between his eyebrows and asked while gritting his teeth: "Did you find out who did it?"

"A servant of the villa has been bought."

"As for the person behind the scenes, the CEO hasn't shown up for a long time. There are people already suspecting it from the old residence. Left side is just one of them."

"But sooner or later, there will be a day when I will be unable to hide this news. Right now, the most important thing is the CEO's health."

At this point, Chu Cheng and Soong Yi looked at each other and sighed.

At first, he didn't want to hide it forever, he just wanted to wait until the people inside got better before discussing how to deal with it. But now …

A servant hurried over, "Young Master Chu, someone claiming to be Miss Gu is coming in."

Chu Cheng's eyes lit up, "Quick, let her in!"

"The CEO said …"

Before Soong Yi could finish, Chu Cheng interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "We didn't take the initiative to tell her, she came to find us."

Besides, no matter what the reason was, this person had already received a certificate from the person inside, and was even a doctor. What if there was an unexpected effect?

The carved door was open to her.

Along the way, Qinghuan noticed the shadows of servants entering and exiting from time to time. Her expression was solemn and her heart couldn't help but sink. Could it be …

"What is going on?" She bumped into Chu Cheng, who had a worried expression, and immediately asked.

Lee Zeyan was in a car accident on the way back home.

At the intersection, a red light and a truck's brakes were not in time. The driver urgently turned the steering wheel, causing the car to roll over and directly pressed onto Brother Lee's car. The car became severely deformed and the driver died on the spot.

"In addition to the injuries on his body, the injury to his spinal cord also caused him to lose consciousness of his legs. In short, it's very serious. It's hard to say if he can stand up again."

Qinghuan was silent as she listened to his words. "Then now he …"

"He has a fiery temper, throwing things around whenever he's in a bad mood, especially after the news about his legs was leaked earlier this morning. No one dares to enter his room now, and the doctor is considering injecting him with a tranquilizer."

Valiant?

That's not a good thing.

Qinghuan frowned. "Bring me there."

He walked along the long corridor to the end and stopped in front of a closed door. Chu Cheng raised his finger and made a gesture of "hush" before gently pushing the door open.

The moment the door opened, there was another crisp sound of something shattering.

The man's low and irritable voice came from the other room, "Didn't I tell you already? You're not allowed to enter without my permission! What, is it useless for me to speak now?! "

Chu Cheng turned around and looked at Qinghuan with a helpless smile.

Qinghuan kept walking in. The moment she opened the door, a shadow flashed before her eyes.

"Be careful!" Chu Cheng subconsciously pulled her.

Qinghuan moved to the side, but was unable to completely dodge the attack. Her forehead was hit, and the blunt pain caused by the weapon fell beside her feet. It was a book with a thickness comparable to turning one's head.

Lee Zeyan realized that he really hit someone. He was also stunned for a moment. After seeing who was standing at the door, he immediately picked up another book and threw it.

"Why are you here?!"

"Scram!"

His expression was disgusted and his attitude vile.

"Brother Lee, you …" Even Chu Cheng couldn't stand it anymore. He was about to say something when Qinghuan stopped him. She looked at the bed across from them, breathing rapidly like a trapped beast.

Although she had prepared herself mentally before entering the room, she hadn't expected that the man's condition would be even worse than she had expected.

The curtains were drawn tight and the light was dim.

On the bed, the man who used to be arrogant and confident was sitting there. His eyes were green and black, the stubble on his beard was messy, and between his brows was a deep sense of depression. He was irritable and dispirited.

This won't do.

Qinghuan thought for a while and suddenly laughed, "Mr Lee, I just went back to my hometown. How did you end up in such a sorry state?"

"Forgive me for being blunt, but you're really ugly now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room was completely silent.

Qinghuan acted as if she did not notice anything as she picked up the book and walked towards the bed step by step. Chu Cheng couldn't help but worry for her. Surprisingly, Lee Zeyan only stared at her with a dark expression.

Chu Cheng's eyes flashed as he quietly withdrew himself.

Qinghuan put the book back on the shelf and noticed his gaze. She touched her red and swollen forehead and sighed. "Although it's a little ugly, it fits me perfectly."

"Don't worry, I won't mind you."

"Gu Qinghuan." After an unknown amount of time, the man's low and hoarse voice slowly sounded. "You seem to have become a lot bolder."

"That's right. Without worries, people will become more impudent, just like me." With her grandfather dead, what did she care?

Qinghuan lowered her head, her clear eyes meeting the man's deep eyes. Suddenly, she curled her lips, revealing the sweet dimples on her cheeks. "So Mr Lee, you said that you will help me when you come back. Now that I'm back, are your words still valid?"

Lee Zeyan lowered his gaze.

Help her?

Is that why she came back?

"Didn't you already see it?" His current appearance was too much for him to take care of.

"See what?" Qinghuan stared wide-eyed at him and said with a sudden realization, "Are you talking about your legs?"

"To tell you the truth, Mr Lee, when I first saw you, I thought that what you injured was not your leg, but your brain."

Lee Zeyan's thin lips pursed and he coldly spat out a word: "Scram."

"Really, why else would you be in such a state of intermittent tantrums? The doctor decides that you will never be able to stand up again. No, what are you trying to do?" Qinghuan continued speaking fearlessly. In order to make her words more persuasive, she even nodded her head heavily.