Bai Yeqing threw the gun to Leng Fei without any emotion, "Leave one alive, and deal with the others the same way!"
Every word he said was filled with chilling coldness and cruelty. After that, he picked up the unconscious Xia Xingchen and put her in the car.
On the way back, the carriage was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe. Bai Yeqing held her tightly, and his clenched fists were stiff from beginning to end, and he never relaxed. Leng Fei didn't dare to say a word the whole time, but just silently called Dr. Fu and asked him to come to the Presidential Palace immediately.
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Xia Xingchen felt like she was trapped in an endless darkness. She had nightmares over and over again, crying for help, as if a herd of wild beasts were chasing her, leaving her with nowhere to escape. In her despair, that man, like a god, descended from the sky...
He had a tall physique and a broad chest. Just standing there, he seemed to have provided her with a safe space, making her feel at ease.
"How is she?" Bai Yeqing asked Fu Yichen with a cold face. Until now, his tense face had not relaxed at all.
"The wounds on your body have been treated. Fortunately, they are only superficial injuries. However, you were too frightened and suffered severe psychological trauma. You may need to rest for a while."
Bai Yeqing nodded coldly, and then glanced at the bed. The gloom on his face faded a little, and a bit of pity appeared on his face. She was still lying there with a pale face, and one side of her face was swollen. The child was lying on the edge of the bed with red eyes, and he was blowing air on her face carefully, as if it would not hurt her.
Bai Yeqing's eyes were moved. They had such a deep love between mother and son, no wonder she was willing to beg him for the sake of her child, regardless of humiliation and consequences.
After a while, he looked back at Fu Yichen, paused, and said with difficulty: "Did she...?"
Having said that, there is no further talk.
"No." Fu Yichen knew what he wanted to ask. "When the servant was helping her take a bath just now, I asked the nurse to go in and check to make sure Miss Xia was safe."
With his words, Bai Yeqing's heart finally felt relieved, and the haze between his brows also dissipated a little.
He didn't even dare to think about what the consequences would be if he was a step late!
At this moment, Leng Fei knocked on the door and pushed it open.
"Your Excellency." He gave the President a look, and Bai Yeqing and Fu Yichen said, "Prescribe the medicine, I'll be back soon."
After giving the order, he went out.
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study.
Bai Yeqing stood at the window with his hands behind his back, his face cold. Leng Fei said, "Sir, although these people insisted that they took all the blame on themselves, but..."
"But, this matter is closely related to the Song family?" It was a question, but it was also an affirmative sentence.
His cold gaze was cast out from the window, hidden in the darkness, and even more unfathomable. Leng Fei also couldn't guess his thoughts. He knew that you knew a lot of things.
"It is indeed related to the Song family. So... Your Excellency, I think this matter cannot be investigated further." Once the investigation is carried out, the Song family will inevitably be implicated. However, Yu Zeyao is watching closely and waiting for an opportunity to act at any time. It is not a wise move for them to tear their faces with Song Guoyao. He also believes that the president has his own scheming and will not act impulsively.
"Where is the last survivor?" Bai Yeqing did not respond to Leng Fei's words, but just asked.
“Still.”
"Send it to the Song family and let Vice President Song handle it personally!"
Leng Fei was startled, and quickly responded, breathing a sigh of relief. In this way, the matter has come to an end!
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When Bai Yeqing returned to the room, Fu Yichen's medical team had already left. Xia Xingchen slept very uneasily, sweating all the time, and her eyelashes, as fragile as butterfly wings, trembled violently. The servants kept twisting towels and serving her back and forth.
Xia Dabai squatted beside the bed, staring at her without blinking, his small brows were always furrowed with worry. When she saw him come in, it seemed that her worry finally had a space to vent, he ran over, wrapped his legs with his small hands, buried his little face in him, and big tears rolled out of his eyes, soaking his pajamas in an instant.
"Don't cry!" Bai Yeqing said in a serious tone, "Man up and hold back your tears!"
"But... But, I'm worried about Dabao..." He seemed to be trying hard not to cry, but he cried even harder. His little body twitched violently.
"Don't worry, Uncle Fu said that she only had superficial injuries. She will be fine after a good night's sleep tonight."
"Dabao is in so much pain... I know she must be in so much pain."
"..." He pursed his lips tightly and looked at Xia Xingchen with deep eyes. After a while, he touched the child's head and said, "Don't cry here. If you are really worried about her, go back to your room and sleep now. If she knows that you haven't rested so late, she will only worry."
"But, if I leave, what will happen if Dabao has no one to take care of him?"
Bai Yeqing didn't say anything, he just picked up the child and took him to the children's room.
… …
After finally calming the child down, she returned to her room.
After sending the servants away, only he and Xia Xingchen were left in the room. He lay down beside her in his nightgown. She seemed very uneasy, and waved her hands randomly under the quilt. He held them in his big hands, clasped them tightly, and pressed them against her chest.
Then, he put his other hand under her neck and let her rest her head on his arm. He bent slightly and held her in his arms.
Xia Xingchen was drowsy, and when she smelled that familiar breath, all the fear in her heart finally dissipated a little. Her body, which was tense in her dream, gradually softened subconsciously, and as if seeking a safe shelter, she reached out with her other hand and wrapped it around the man's sturdy waist.
Bai Yeqing sighed, pushed aside her hair, and kissed her on the forehead.
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This is how I feel about my night.
The next day.
When Xia Xingchen woke up, the seat beside her was empty. She stared at the empty side of her body in a daze, thinking that the scene of sleeping in his arms last night might be a dream. However, when she reached out and touched it, it was still warm, with his body temperature remaining.
She sniffed and it seemed that there was still his scent in the air, which made her feel strangely at ease.
"Miss Xia, are you awake?" The servant pushed the door open and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her wake up.
"Yeah." Xia Xingchen felt pain on her face. She reached out and touched it. It was still swollen. When she raised her hand, her whole body was in great pain. When she fought against the group of men yesterday, she almost didn't intend to die, so it was not surprising that she hurt herself.