He cursed bitterly, covering his head, and spewed a few obscenities before pushing away his bodyguard. "Are you stupid? Call a car! I need to go to the hospital."
A black car came and then left, taking away Xie Ming, who was on the brink of fainting from excessive blood loss.
Yet none of the onlookers felt Xu Si was humiliating him; Xu Si spoke only the truth.
A young master who made his fortune as a profiteer simply couldn't compare to an heir whose family built their wealth through industry. It was his muddled thinking and audacious lust that had led him to provoke Xu Si, a woman known for her ferocity.
The night breeze rustled through the loquat leaves.
Wen Jiaojiao's mother, Wen Lan, stepped out. She looked at the bloodstains on the ground, smiled, and called a servant over.
"Clean it up."
Wen Jiaojiao's maternal grandfather said that for the sake of the younger generation's friendship, there was no longer a need to invite the young master of the Xie Family over.
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