AWB Chapter 250 There's danger; they're after me.
Chapter 250 There's danger; they're after me.
Xie Junchen was stubborn and vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
Just as he was about to ask, Hai Mingyue spoke up, "Your Majesty, tonight's discussion is about Song Yanbai's marriage to your sister."
Something seemed to explode in Xie Junchen's mind, and his body stiffened. The engagement was between Song Yanbai and Xie Fanjun!
It wasn't him and Song Shuyue!
Xie Junchen clenched his fists, his scarlet, angry eyes fixed on his elder brother.
Xie Jingfeng touched his nose guiltily. No, what was he guilty about? He had never said that he was the one who was engaged. He had just made it up in his head.
Xie Junchen took a deep breath, a surge of anger rising in his chest, unsure whether it was from grievance or shame.
He's being delusional again!
He even asked Song Shuyue with great interest if she was nervous. If she knew the truth, she would definitely think he was sick.
Neuropathy!
As he was thinking, Xie Junchen coughed up a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes, and fainted.
"Ah!" Xie's mother exclaimed in surprise and rushed over. "Junchen, Junchen, what's wrong with you?"
Xie Jingfeng anxiously supported Xie Junchen, his eyes filled with regret and remorse. "Junchen, Junchen, don't scare your older brother. I'm sorry."
Song Shuyue quickly came over and said, "He's so angry he's had a stroke. Help him to the bed and I'll take a look at him."
"well."
After taking his pulse, Song Shuyue peeled off his clothes and inserted a few needles. Xie Junchen frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing that catches the eye is Song Shuyue.
"What's wrong with me?"
Song Shuyue: "You're so angry you've had a heart attack. You'll feel better after resting for a while."
Xie Junchen felt ashamed to face them, especially Song Shuyue. Fortunately, he hadn't said anything too outrageous; it was truly shameful.
However, Xie Jingfeng, you're dead meat.
I won't call myself Xie Junchen if I don't beat you to a pulp.
"Miss Song, I'm sorry to trouble you again. Could you please take me home? I'm feeling very unwell right now."
Xie Junchen's long eyelashes trembled, and a wronged expression appeared on his handsome, roguish face.
Song Shuyue's pupils contracted slightly. She was so engrossed in his deep eyes that she couldn't bear to reject his androgynous, perfect face.
Lin Yuanzhi coldly refused, "No, my daughter has other matters to attend to. Young Master Xie, you should go back yourself."
Don't think he doesn't know what this brat is up to.
His intentions are impure.
Xie Junchen coughed repeatedly, grabbed Song Shuyue's hand, and pressed it against his chest.
"Miss Song, I feel so bad."
Lin Yuanzhi's murderous gaze swept fiercely over his hand. "You brat! You'd better let go in three seconds."
Song Shuyue sensed the pleading in his eyes and pulled her hand away from his embrace.
Considering his behavior just now, he was looking for an excuse to leave.
"Okay, I'll take you back."
"No way!" Lin Yuanzhi wasn't stupid; how could he let his precious daughter stay with this scheming young man?
Xie Junchen looked at Song Xue'er with a pitiful expression.
Although Song Xueer was attracted to his good looks, she still felt it was inappropriate.
Xie Junchen sniffed, feigning helplessness, "Does Miss Song think I'm a bad person and would do something to you? I swear, I won't. Uncle and Aunt, I don't like Miss Song. She asked me before, and I answered her question sincerely. I truly consider her a friend and have no improper thoughts about her."
Song Shuyue: "......" Can we please stop bringing this up?
She believed that Xie Junchen truly disliked her.
Lin Yuanzhi didn't know what to say. He was both angry and annoyed, but he didn't know why he was angry or annoyed. It was best if she didn't have any improper thoughts about her daughter.
But! He shouldn't have said it so bluntly.
They have absolutely no manners.
The Xie family wished they could disappear into the ground and completely sever ties with Xie Junchen.
Xie Junchen continued, "Uncle and Aunt, Miss Song and I are friends. In my heart, she's no different from any other friend. If you don't believe me, I can..."
Song Shuyue interrupted, "That's enough! Mom and Dad, I'll take him home. He has some health problems."
After saying that, he suddenly grabbed the person and dragged them out.
A hint of anger flashed in Song Shuyue's eyes, but she knew she had nothing to be angry about.
Xie Junchen is right. People don't like him, so he's just trying to distance himself and avoid misunderstandings.
Upon reaching the door, Xie Junchen, fearing that Song Shuyue would ask him if he had done it on purpose, immediately stepped back.
"Miss Song, please let me go. I'm afraid someone will see us and misunderstand! It won't be good for either your or my reputation."
Song Shuyue: "..." Why did she feel like hitting someone, but for no reason?
Song Shuyue took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and released him.
Xie Junchen smiled, his face somewhat pale, but the blood he had just vomited stained his lips red, making him look quite appetizing.
Song Shuyue coughed twice and pushed back.
“Miss Song, thank you so much for seeing me out. Actually, I had a conflict with my older brother, which is why I said those things just now. I’m really sorry.”
Xie Junchen's sincere tone left Song Shuyue with no choice but to say it was alright.
"Miss Song, could you take me home?"
Seeing that he was about to explain again, Song Shuyue's first reaction was that he was going to say something like he had no feelings for her, so she stepped forward and said, "Okay, okay, I'll take you back."
She doesn't care whether anyone likes her or not, but she's still a girl, and he always says those things.
It made her start to doubt her own charm.
Does she really hold absolutely no appeal for him?
Wait, Song Shuyue! What are you thinking? Charm and attraction have nothing to do with her.
"Thank you very much, Miss Song. I'll treat you to dinner next time."
Song Shuyue was driving, and Xie Junchen was in the passenger seat. "Cough, cough."
Seeing that he was still coughing, Song Shuyue slowed down the car. "Are you feeling unwell? Why don't we take you directly to the hospital?"
Xie Junchen smiled faintly, "No need, Miss Song, I'll be fine after a while."
Song Shuyue remained silent, focusing on driving, when she suddenly noticed the car behind her had been following her. Her expression instantly turned serious.
Xie Junchen also noticed her change and glanced in the rearview mirror.
A car is following them.
Was she coming for him or for her?
"Miss Song, it's me..."
Before Xie Junchen could speak, Song Shuyue frowned and stopped him, "Sit down, Mr. Xie. They're here for me. You might be implicated tonight."
Upon hearing this, Xie Junchen's expression changed drastically. Who was it?!
Who dares to touch his people?
He sent a message: "Miss Song, don't be afraid, stay calm, keep driving forward, my people will be there soon."
Song Shuyue nodded. If they couldn't shake them off even after leaving them several streets behind, then they were no ordinary small fry.
This is a bit troublesome.
"Miss Song, do you believe me?"
Song Shuyue: "Speak."
"Turn left at the fork in the road ahead, and follow that road. There's an abandoned factory area that's my property. They're planning to build something there. Once you get inside, I can take care of them."
Song Shuyue: "Okay!"
With her and Xie Junchen working together, there shouldn't be any problems.
Xie Junchen asked, "Miss Song, do you know who sent these people? Why are they targeting you?"
He will definitely not let the person behind the scenes get away with it.
Song Shuyue did not answer; it was her business, and besides, she wasn't familiar with Xie Junchen.
Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Xie Junchen knew that she didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't ask any further questions.
He will find out.
Upon arrival, the two quickly got out of the car, and Song Shuyue immediately called Song Yanzhou.
Song Yanzhou is already on his way here.
"Catch up."
Several cars behind them also stopped and chased after them. Song Shuyue and Xie Junchen were both very fast, as they were both trained martial artists.
"Hide."
Xie Junchen grabbed Song Shuyue's hand and hid in a corner.
Song Shuyue felt the action was too ambiguous and wanted to move, but the people had already caught up. There were about a dozen of them, each wearing a mask so their faces couldn't be seen, but judging from their physiques, they should all be quite strong fighters.
Unable to find anyone, they pulled out several bottles of unknown substance from their pockets, threw them on the ground, and instantly thick smoke billowed out.
Song Shuyue's pupils dilated suddenly. With a gentle sniff, she knew what it was: poison.
She really underestimated Duan Wenxue; no one but her could produce such a deadly poison.
Song Shuyue took out a small bottle of medicine powder from her bag, poured it into her mouth, ate half of it, and handed it to Xie Junchen.
Xie Junchen waved his hand, "I don't need it."
Song Shuyue's eyes were cold. "If you don't want to die, eat it. This is not a smokescreen. It's poisonous, highly poisonous. If it gets serious, you won't have any happiness left in your lower body."
Xie Junchen was startled and quickly swallowed the entire small bottle of powder, leaving none behind.
"Come out! Song Shuyue, we know you're here."
Song Shuyue remained silent, observing these people. Their attire was strange, as if she had seen them somewhere before, but she couldn't quite place it. Oh no, this smoke was also interfering with her thoughts.
Xie Junchen sensed it too and grabbed her hand. "You stay here. I'll lure them away. My men are almost here. Once they're gone, run downstairs. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine."
Song Shuyue: "Okay, go ahead."
Xie Junchen: "..." He thought she would say a few polite words.
She is indeed different from ordinary girls.
"I'm here, come and chase me."
As Xie Junchen spoke, he ran upstairs, and the others quickly chased after him. Song Shuyue ran downstairs, but she didn't expect there to be people lying in ambush inside the car. Seeing that she couldn't escape, Song Shuyue had no choice but to rush upstairs.
They were all very skilled; she fought three of them alone and almost managed a draw.
Hearing the commotion below, the men who rushed to chase Xie Junchen immediately realized they had fallen into a trap and all ran down.
Xie Junchen suddenly uttered a rough curse, then swung the iron rod in his hand, charging down like a storm.
The movements were swift and precise, each strike containing a force not to be underestimated.
Before the other party could react, Xie Junchen struck down five people in quick succession with overwhelming force.
The head exploded from the impact, leaving the scene in complete disarray.
"You're asking for death!" The leader finally snapped out of his shock and roared angrily, while quickly drawing a pistol from his waist.
Just as the bullet was about to hit, Xie Junchen swiftly grabbed the gun from an enemy beneath him, rolled on the ground, and narrowly avoided the incoming bullet, which almost grazed his calf.
Xie Junchen took a deep breath and quickly loaded the gun. His eyes were like sharp blades flashing with cold light, revealing endless killing intent and determination.