Chapter 181: Chapter 182: A whole heart tightened up to the throat.
Old Sir Lu looked at his eldest grandson, feeling torn as both his son and daughter-in-law had left him with only one child, and now, no matter what, he couldn’t bear to wrong him.
After all, since ancient times, the principle of a life for a life is undeniable.
"Jinghan, I’ll leave this matter to you to handle. Whatever decision you make, your grandpa will accept it."
Old Sir Lu, having said his part, allowed Housekeeper Li to assist him upstairs.
"Dad, how can you be so heartless? If you hadn’t favored my brother back then, how could I have been driven to murder? It’s all your fault."
Lu Qing An sprang up from the ground like a madman, yelling angrily at the back of Old Sir Lu.
Anger boiled in the bottomless depths of Lu Jinghan’s eyes. He pulled the trigger, and with a "bang," the bullet hit Lu Qing An’s leg.
Old Sir Lu’s body trembled violently, fortunate to have Housekeeper Li’s support, or he would’ve tumbled down the stairs.
Clutching his wounded leg, Lu Qing An screamed, his face contorted with pain, as sticky blood flowed from his leg and sweat dotted his forehead.
Ji Qing and Lu Jingchen, the siblings, rushed over in a panic, crying and shouting, "Qing An, you can’t have anything happen to you! If you do, leaving us as a widow and orphan, how could we live?"
"There’s so much blood... Dad, hold on."
"Are you all dead? Hurry and get a doctor over here..."
Without a word from Lu Jinghan, the servants dared not move; indeed, they stood there as if lifeless.
"Lu Qing An, I won’t kill you, but you’ll spend the rest of your life in prison."
Lu Jinghan put away the gun and turned towards the stairs. Old Sir Lu also turned around, and the two of them exchanged glances for a few seconds before Lu Jinghan walked away.
Old Sir Lu understood that, given Lu Jinghan’s disposition, even killing both of them wouldn’t quell his deeply rooted resentment.
This child made this decision entirely because of his half-dead old grandfather.
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By nine in the evening, Lu Jinghan still hadn’t returned, and Han Xi couldn’t help but worry; she feared something bad might happen, feeling uneasy at heart.
Han Xi took out her phone from under the pillow and dialed Lu Jinghan’s number, but was met with the notice that his phone was off.
With that, Han Xi grew even more restless, anxiously looking out into the dark of night, her heart lodged in her throat.
"Manman, come with me to the Lu family’s old house."
Li Manman was peeling an apple for Han Xi; she set aside the fruit knife, furrowing her brow as she asked, "You’re still injured, what are you going to the Lu family’s old house for?"
"Just don’t question it, come with me." As she spoke, Han Xi was already throwing aside the quilt, preparing to get out of bed.
Li Manman rose from the sofa and grabbed Han Xi’s arm, "You’re a patient right now, you can’t move around recklessly, besides, you need to tell me why we’re going to the Lu family’s old house, has something happened?"
Han Xi bit her lip and had no choice but to explain to Li Manman about Lu Jinghan’s return to the old house.
"Jinghan hasn’t returned yet, and his phone is off too. After all, it’s the vengeance for killing his parents; I’m worried something bad might happen."
Li Manman hesitated, "But you can’t get out of bed yet, your burn injury on your leg hasn’t healed."
"It’s fine, I’m really worried about Jinghan; I’m a doctor myself, so don’t worry."
Seeing the concern written all over Han Xi’s face, Li Manman could only agree, "Alright, I’ll go with you."