"What do you want?" Cyclops asked, breathless.
"What do I want? Why not ask what you want." Xiao Yebai’s white shoe tip slowly nudged his la leg, "It seems you’re ready to crawl through under my dad’s crotch."
Cyclops’ face turned deathly pale, "You, you must be mistaken, your dad is already—"
"My dad is dead? Whose dad are you saying is dead? Is it your dad who’s dead?"
From this, Cyclops understood that he had fallen into a trap. Xiao Jianming must have faked his jump from the window.
In fact, Xiao Jianming did jump from the window, but the floor wasn’t high to begin with, and after Tang Shaohong learned of Cyclops’ plan, he quickly ran downstairs to organize a group to hold up a safety net, catching Xiao Jianming safely as he landed.
Previously, Gu Nuan and Cyclops had argued, and Xiao Jianming and Cyclops had debated, all just to buy ti for Tang Shaohong to get everything ready.
This group of people was all too calm, their family genes seed not to fear death.
At this mont, soone approached the storage room door. It was Tang Sili, who had rushed over with a dical kit after receiving a call from Butler Xiao, ready to assist the pregnant woman. But upon hearing that Gu Nuan was alright and the boss had woken up, Tang Sili ca to see the boss first.
"Mr. Xiao, are you okay?" Tang Sili stood at the door, observing Xiao Yebai’s profile, assessing his condition from a doctor’s perspective.
Xiao Yebai saw him, raised an eyebrow, and beckoned him in with a finger.
Tang Sili walked in.
Xiao Yebai pointed at Cyclops on the floor, "Bring him around."
"Yes, Mr. Xiao."
Hearing this, Cyclops prepared to bite his tongue and kill himself. However, they had already anticipated this, and Tang Shaohong swiftly pried open his mouth and stuffed a large wad of cloth inside.
Tang Sili prepared the dication and syringe, quickly finding his vein to administer a sedative anesthesia.
Unable to struggle, Cyclops stared wide-eyed at Xiao Yebai, "Just wait, wait, they—"
Xiao Yebai didn’t even look at him and walked out of the storage room.
Tang Shaohong jogged after him, asking, "Young master, what about the other two—"
"The other two are probably just hired thugs; they know nothing and are useless. Find so ti to send them sowhere, let them make a contribution to nature."
Huh?
"Don’t understand? Send them to Africa as laborers."
Tang Shaohong understood.
As for Xiaoliu, there were still so things that needed to be questioned first.
Old Mrs. Xiao watched as her son was helped back inside by others.
After such an intense struggle, Xiao Jianming’s face looked sowhat pale, but due to tily dication, it was not a big problem.
Old Mrs. Xiao personally took a blanket to cover her son and keep him warm.
Xiao Jianming told the old lady, "Yebai is in this room, Gu Nuan didn’t deceive us. He’s fine."
The old lady blinked, filled with joy and relief.
Standing nearby, Xiao Shuju also felt truly relieved.
Xiao Yebai ca down from upstairs to check on the family first.
Qingqing saw him and eagerly ran over, his little hands hugging his uncle’s long legs, with eyes seemingly brimming with tears and unable to speak.
Little Pudding knew, could sense, that his uncle seed to have been ill before.
Xiao Yebai was sowhat surprised that this child clung to him, as they didn’t have much contact before.
Are children all like this?
Seeing Little Pudding’s expression would soften anyone’s heart.
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