CHAPTER 229: CHAPTER 227: ENEMIES ON A NARROW ROAD

The nurse understood in an instant. So this is the male version of a ’green tea’!

Si Yuhuan waved his hand dismissively, and the nurse hurried out.

Yan Qing also knew to close the door behind her as she left.

Jian Xi glared at Si Yuhuan. "Now you know how miserable it feels to be poor, don’t you!"

Ordinarily, it would be the hospital director or chief physician who attended to him; no ordinary person could get close to his esteemed self.

Si Yuhuan’s lips curled into a bitter smile. "Are you mocking me too?"

His deep eyes fixated on Jian Xi. "It’s quite considerate of CEO Jian to come and visit me."

"Such a sarcastic tone!" She turned to leave.

Si Yuhuan caught her with a grasp that was slightly too forceful. Jian Xi slammed into his chest, and he flipped over, pinning her to the hospital bed.

She tried to move.

Si Yuhuan said, "My hand is injured. Do you want the wound to tear open?"

Jian Xi stopped moving, letting him press down on her.

An amorous atmosphere began to rise. Jian Xi was also afraid he would press on the child in her womb. She propped herself up lightly with one hand, her fingertips pressing against his solid chest. His well-defined muscles were quite captivating; Jian Xi, though not a lecherous woman, found it impossible to look away.

Si Yuhuan noticed that she seemed quite receptive to this tactic. He exerted a little more force, and another button on his shirt popped open.

Jian Xi raised an eyebrow. "Si Yuhuan, are you planning to seduce me and then expect me to be your sugar mommy?"

"You always say that but never do anything."

Jian Xi was speechless. "..."

Where did he learn this from? How has he become so shameless?

"In your dreams! Get off me."

Seeing her small face flushed red, Si Yuhuan stopped teasing her and got up. However, the movement pulled at his wound, causing sharp pain. The needle mark was still bleeding, and his face instantly turned a heart-wrenching, deathly pale.

Jian Xi pursed her lips. "Si Yuhuan, do you really plan to let Si Junyan grow his power and then walk all over you?"

Si Yuhuan’s handsome face tensed. He somehow produced a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and squinted as he looked out the window. "Things have come to this. What do you think I can do?"

"How about you give me ten billion, and I’ll make a comeback?"

"I’d rather give you one hundred billion!" Does she think I’m made of money? Jian Xi wanted to crack his skull open.

Si Yuhuan scoffed, "Stingy."

Yaowang Group was growing larger and larger, already in the financing and IPO stage. Once it became a top-tier brand, an annual revenue of several billion would definitely not be an issue.

Jian Xi had never imagined her company would one day achieve such heights.

"You’re not stingy? You only gave me ten million in the divorce."

Bringing up the old grievance again. I shouldn’t have started this topic, Si Yuhuan thought, his head aching.

The atmosphere froze.

Jian Xi’s pretty face turned cold, and she looked ready to pounce and tear him apart at any moment.

What’s done is done, Si Yuhuan thought as he snuffed out the cigarette. "I said I would compensate you."

"Too late!"

Jian Xi tilted her chin up defiantly. "Since you refuse to pull yourself together, I’m here today to inform you: I will fight Si Junyan to the bitter end."

Thinking he can profit like the fisherman while others fight? Dream on!

Si Yuhuan found her somewhat baffling. "Where does this life-or-death vendetta come from?"

The one who indirectly killed her—doesn’t that count as a mortal enemy? Jian Xi wanted to scream, but she held back.

"Those who offend me deserve to die."

An irremovable cloud of worry gathered in Si Yuhuan’s eyes.

"Since that’s the case, I’ll lend you a hand."

Si Yuhuan was discharged from the hospital.

His first act wasn’t to return to Haohan Group, nor did he contact the Si Family elders or meet with Si Junyan.

He flew to the western region.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Why would a perfectly fine man not stir up trouble in Beijing and reclaim what’s his, but instead run off to the remote west, a godforsaken place? Is he out of his mind?

「In the office.」

Upon seeing the news, Si Junyan roared with laughter.

"Big Brother has not only lost his long-term vision but also the guts of a tycoon! He barely escaped with his life, and now he’s lost his courage too. I really don’t know what liking that bitch Jian Xi has brought him—incompetence and cowardice? He deserves to lose to me!"

Si Junyan sat on the CEO’s exclusive chair, his handsome face full of smug satisfaction. He puffed on a cigar, his hair slicked back stylishly, exuding an air of mature dominance.

Jiang Qimeng curled her lip, looking down on his gloating.

If Bing Xin’s people hadn’t been as stupid as pigs, failing to kill Jian Xi and instead nearly killing Si Yuhuan, would he have had this heaven-sent opportunity to seize the position of the richest man?

"You should also be more cautious. It would be best to send more people to..." She couldn’t bring herself to say "monitor," so she changed it to, "...protect him."

"After all, you’re family. If anything happened to him, you’d be hard-pressed to evade responsibility."

Si Junyan looked displeased. "Sister Meng, do you still care about Big Brother that much?"

Jiang Qimeng’s heart skipped a beat. "How could I? He was ruthless and heartless to me. I stopped caring whether he lived or died long ago. I’m just concerned about how you’ll answer to the Si Family. After all, you’ve just become the CEO of Haohan Group. If anything happens to Si Yuhuan now, it will damage your reputation."

She gave him a coquettish sidelong glance.

Si Junyan couldn’t help but grin. "I knew Sister Meng was looking out for me."

"Don’t worry, I’ve already sent people to watch him. No matter what, the CEO position of Haohan Group can only be mine!"

Jiang Qimeng didn’t miss the ruthlessness in Si Junyan’s eyes.

No one who sits in this position is ever merciful or soft-hearted.

It’s truly strange, she mused. Since when did Si Junyan become smart enough to seize an opportunity so precisely?

Jian Xi had been busy with court hearings lately.

The police department had already provided testimonies and evidence.

Bing Xin had hired a hitman, purely for revenge.

Jian Xi kept feeling that something was amiss. She found a café, sat down, and stared blankly at the testimonies and evidence.

Suddenly, a burst of affected laughter came from outside.

Jiang Qimeng entered with a group of heiresses and socialites.

The moment her gaze landed on Jian Xi, she instantly became energized, like a fighting cock spoiling for a brawl. Strutting over in her twelve-centimeter heels, hips swaying, she drawled, "Well, well, if it isn’t a small world. To think I’d run into you here. Jian Xi, are you haunting me or something?"

Jian Xi shot her a cold glance. Having a backer really makes a difference.

The current Jiang Qimeng was even more extravagantly adorned than before. Though only in her twenties, she was draped in luxury brands and haute couture, dressed as if attending a grand banquet every time she stepped out, terrified that people wouldn’t know her outfit was worth over a hundred million. A truly ostentatious turkey.

"Who’s the one haunting who, exactly? Jiang Qimeng, haven’t you figured out who was sitting here first?"

Jian Xi retorted sharply, not mincing her words.

Jiang Qimeng was infuriated. She couldn’t afford to lose face in front of so many people.

Back when she was down on her luck, no one in the socialite circle dared to associate with her. Losing her privileged treatment had felt worse than death. It was only because Si Junyan repeatedly backed her that these sycophants and fair-weather friends now fawned over her. Today, she was determined to crush Jian Xi’s arrogance, reclaim her former standing, and, if possible, get rid of that bastard in her womb!