CHAPTER 291: CHAPTER 291: YOU ARE THE MOST PRECIOUS 3_1

"Wan Donglin really didn’t fight back?"

"No! I’ve stabbed him twice, but he never fought back. Xiaojue, my original intention was to make a clean break with him, to have absolutely no more connection with him. If the company gets involved, this situation could get out of hand. I just want to downplay it and let it blow over. Is that alright with you?"

Huang Xiaojue carefully looked at the photos. He let out a long sigh. Wan Donglin’s palm was horrifically scarred. The injury was deep, a mangled mess of flesh and blood, looking utterly gruesome. Indeed, most of the bloodstains on the car door were Wan Donglin’s.

Imagining the life-or-death struggle, it was truly appalling. He then said to her, "Xixi, you can’t be so reckless in the future. You need to protect yourself. You should know, life is the most important thing. Nothing else matters!"

Nothing else matters. Being alive is what’s important!

Her eyes moistened, and her heart was profoundly moved. At that moment, she was completely won over. After all those unbearable past events, for a man to say such words to her at this moment was more than enough.

It was just like the card she was gently touching—the card representing the huge income from that boutique.

No, she definitely didn’t want this anymore—not even if it were compensation for her injuries.

It wasn’t that she didn’t desire wealth, but accepting it would be a great disrespect to Xiaojue.

He gently held her. Though he didn’t feel as relaxed as she did, a painful voice cried out within his heart: Why is it always like this? He had been one step too late to protect her years ago. Was it the same now? Xixi, you could forgive Wan Donglin, but how could I forgive him? If not for him, would you have been injured like this? At least, it started because of him. If everyone adopted the attitude of "it’s better to let sleeping dogs lie," who knows how the villains in this world would continue their rampage.

Yet, Yan Xixi, leaning against him, had completely lost her fear. Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, and a smile remained on her face, as if those horrendous events were long past.

He couldn’t bear to probe further about this matter and didn’t want to put more pressure on her, so he just let her slowly fall asleep in his arms.

His phone rang. Realizing it was his mother, he immediately placed her gently on the couch and went to the window to answer the call.

"Xiaojue, come home for dinner tonight. Bring Yan Xixi with you."

He hesitated slightly. "Mom, maybe another day."

"What’s this about another day? The Spring Festival holiday ends the day after tomorrow! If you still don’t come back by then, what are you trying to say? Does Yan Xixi have second thoughts? Is she unwilling to come? What did we do to offend her?"

"Mom, it has nothing to do with Xixi. I just don’t have time."

"Xiaojue, where are you now? Are you with Yan Xixi?"

Huang Xiaojue was momentarily lost for words, not wanting to blatantly lie to his mother. Hearing his hesitation, his mother grew even more furious. "Is it Yan Xixi who doesn’t want you to come home? You’re not even coming home because of her?"

"Mom, it’s not like that..."

Before he could finish, his mother slammed the phone down, undoubtedly furious.

He turned around to see Yan Xixi sitting up, her eyes filled with unease.

He walked over, forcing a smile. "Xixi, you’re awake?"

She subconsciously touched her bandaged forehead and said softly, "Xiaojue, why don’t I go home with you?"