Chapter 9

It seemed that Li Chunlan noticed Xiao Bing's hesitation and glared at her daughter, saying, "Xiao Bing, you don't need to worry about her. This child has been spoiled by me. You can just move in. This house is still under my control!"

"Mom... How can a man like him move into our house? Even if I don't mind, aren't you afraid of what the neighbors will say?"

"What can they say? Besides, we have nothing to hide, so we don't need to fear their gossip."

"Anyway, I disagree. He can move in if he wants, but I'll move out tomorrow."

"You... You're going to kill me...," Li Chunlan suddenly opened her mouth wide, covered her abdomen with her hand, her face pale as snow, and sweat poured down her face.

Xiao Bing and Su Xiaoxiao hurried over. Su Xiaoxiao was so scared that she almost cried, stomping her feet and saying, "Mom, what's wrong? Mom, don't be angry, I agree, I agree, okay..."

Xiao Bing said, "I'll go find a doctor."

Xiao Bing was about to go out to find a doctor when Li Chunlan wiped the sweat off her face, still looking pale, and forced a smile, "I'm fine, Xiao Bing, you don't need to go. It's just an old problem... The doctor said I have a tumor in my brain, and I'll be fine after surgery."

Xiao Bing stopped, looked at Li Chunlan, and asked, "Auntie, are you really okay?"

"Really, listen to me. Starting tonight, you can move in. You can start working at the noodle shop tomorrow. Business is booming, and we can't afford to close for too long. I can't be discharged now, so the noodle shop is in your hands."

"Auntie, don't worry, I'll take good care of the business."

In the evening, Xiao Bing wanted to stay and keep watch, but Li Chunlan wouldn't hear of it. After some thought, he realized that it wasn't convenient for him to stay as a man. So he took the key to the Su family's house and prepared to leave. As he was about to leave, he gave Su Xiaoxiao a meaningful look.

Su Xiaoxiao followed him out of the ward and, after walking a bit, said coldly, "What do you want to say?"

She had always been prejudiced against Xiao Bing, and now that he was moving into her house, her tone was naturally not good.

Xiao Bing didn't care about this. He looked at Su Xiaoxiao seriously and said, "Xiaoxiao, I have some questions for you, related to your sister's death... Have you received any packages recently, or noticed anything strange around you?"

When Su Xiaoxiao heard it was related to her sister's death, she put aside her prejudice and thought carefully, then shook her head, "No."

Xiao Bing sighed. It seemed the traitor wouldn't be found easily. In fact, before coming back, Xiao Bing had also considered another possibility: what if the traitor didn't exist at all, and the person who invited Su Peiya out was just talking nonsense before dying? But he thought the likelihood of this was low.

Xiao Bing thought for a moment and said, "It's fine. If you find any clues, let me know."

"Okay," Su Xiaoxiao looked at Xiao Bing seriously, "I do have some grievances with my sister, but no matter what, she is still my sister. If you can avenge her, I might stop hating you."

Xiao Bing smiled, "I understand."

"Also, you can stay in my sister's room, but don't touch anything in there. And don't think you've won. I will find a way to kick you out of my house."

"I understand," Xiao Bing smiled, "Can I go now? Take good care of Auntie. Xiaoxiao, you're a good girl, but it won't be easy to kick me out. I promised your sister to take care of you and your mother, and I will keep my word. At least until Auntie recovers, I won't leave."

Xiao Bing finished speaking, looked at Su Xiaoxiao deeply, and then left.

Su Xiaoxiao stood there, staring at Xiao Bing's back. She suddenly felt that Xiao Bing was a bit different from before, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what had changed.

Then, thinking about the two sentences Xiao Bing said before leaving, she stomped her foot in anger. "Xiao Bing, are you challenging me? I'll see how long you can stay in my house!"

As Xiao Bing walked down the stairs, he almost bumped into someone. The person was about to start cursing when he saw Xiao Bing and hurriedly walked away without looking back.

Xiao Bing touched his nose, puzzled, "Am I that scary?"

At the same time, in a VIP ward in the same hospital, a mummy-like figure lay on the bed, wrapped in bandages from head to toe. A well-dressed middle-aged woman sat by the bed, crying. In the ward, a middle-aged man in a suit with a sullen face sat, and behind him stood a stern bodyguard.

The middle-aged man in the suit looked at his son, who was groaning in bed, feeling both heartache and anger. He pointed at his son and scolded, "You, every day you just chase girls and cause trouble. Looking at you, how could Ye Xinyi ever like you? Don't go out and embarrass me. How could I, Xie Lun, have such a useless son!"

The middle-aged man was Xie Lun, the head of the Xie family in Jiangcheng. The one in bed was Xie Gucheng, who had been beaten up by Xiao Bing outside the airport. The woman crying was Xie Gucheng's mother, Zhang Junru.

Hearing Xie Lun's words, Zhang Junru shouted like a madwoman, "Your son is beaten up like this, and you don't go after the person who did it, but you're scolding our son here. How can you be such a father?"

Xie Lun shouted, "This brat is your spoiling. He deserves a lesson. And how many times have I told you not to mess with Ye Xinyi? Why are you still following her around?"

Xie Gucheng's mouth was leaking air, and he mumbled, "Dad, this has nothing to do with Xinyi."

Xie Lun snorted, "Just remember, Ye Xinyi is not someone you can mess with."

Zhang Junru defended her son, "How can you say that? Our son is thinking of the Xie family. If he marries Ye Xinyi, won't our Xie family rise with her? Everyone knows the Ye family is the top family in Jiangcheng. One Ye family's wealth is worth half of Jiangcheng!"

"Stupid woman, stop talking nonsense. Ye Xinyi is too proud and cunning, even I can't outsmart her. How could she like this brat? She's just using him!" Xie Lun suddenly stood up, and Zhang Junru dared not speak.

Although Xie Lun was angry, the person in bed was his son. After venting his anger, he looked at the bodyguard and said, "We must find the person who hurt Gucheng. Damn it, who dares to hit my son? I'll tear him apart."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bodyguard rushed in. Seeing Xie Lun turn to glare at him, he shivered and panted, "I... I saw that person... in the hospital... the one who hurt the young master..."

Xie Lun suddenly stood up, his voice filled with menace, "Where is he?"

"Just ran into him at the second-floor staircase. He's probably already gone."

"Run away, but not the temple! Go to the director's office now and tell him I sent you. Ask him to check if this person has any relatives or friends in the hospital. Report back to me after you find out."

"I'll go now."

After this person left, Xie Gucheng's eyes were filled with deep hatred and fear. His mother jumped up and shouted, "Xie Lun, if you don't tear him apart and avenge our child, I'll divorce you!"

"Shut up!" Xie Lun shouted, "Stupid woman, if you don't control this brat, all my life's work will be ruined by him!"

Zhang Junru retorted, "What about this time? Since we found the person, why not report him to the police and have him locked up for life?"

"Women, you know nothing!" Xie Lun's eyes flashed with a cruel light, "The best way to get revenge isn't to hurt someone, but to make them wish they were dead! How can I let someone who dares to hurt my son in Jiangcheng get away with it? I won't let this go easily."

At that moment, the bodyguard guarding the door suddenly called out, "The Ye family's young miss is here!"

Xie Lun glared at his wife, sat back down, and put on a calm face.

The door creaked open, and Ye Xinyi walked into the ward. When she saw Xie Gucheng wrapped up like a mummy, she said apologetically, "Uncle, Aunt, this is all my fault for not protecting Xie Dage. I came to apologize."

Xie Gucheng's teeth had been knocked out, and he looked shocked, mumbling, "Xinyi, how can this be your fault? It has nothing to do with you."

Xie Lun cursed his son's weakness but smiled on the surface, "Xinyi, you're too polite. I even held you when you were little. This is all the fault of that uncultured bumpkin, not you."

Ye Xinyi smiled, "Actually, it's not Xie Dage's fault. That person started a fight over nothing. I tried to scare him with the Xie family's name, but he didn't care... Oh... If I said anything wrong, Uncle, please don't be angry."

"No, I won't," Xie Lun knew Ye Xinyi was trying to provoke him, but he still felt a surge of anger, his eyes flashing with fury, "I'll make that reckless brat wish he were dead."

Seeing her goal achieved, Ye Xinyi immediately smiled and handed a bouquet of flowers to Zhang Junru, then said, "Xie Dage, take good care of yourself. When you recover, I'll treat you to a meal and apologize in person. Oh, my father just returned from Europe, and he's not feeling well, so I need to go back and take care of him. I won't disturb you any longer."

Xie Lun stood up and escorted Ye Xinyi to the door, "Take care."

After Ye Xinyi left, Xie Lun slapped the door frame hard and said in a deep voice, "This Ye Xinyi..."

The bodyguard behind him said, "Sir, she came to provoke you."

"I know, but now many people in Jiangcheng are waiting to see the Xie family's downfall. If I let a nobody hit my son and do nothing, won't everyone think they can do the same? This time, I'll use this incident to show everyone that the Xie family is not to be trifled with!"