Keeping the promise

On the other side, Li Yunting's aunt ended a day of anxiety and dragged her tired body back home. When she took out the key and opened the door, a bloody thing suddenly fell from the sky.

"Ah!" She screamed in fear, backing away and almost falling to the ground. When she looked closely, it turned out to be the dog that had gone mad in the garden before. It was now lifeless, covered in blood, and its eyes were still wide open, as if it had died with its eyes open.

My aunt was so frightened that her soul was about to fly out of her body, and her heart was about to jump out of her throat. Her face turned pale in an instant, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her body couldn't stop shaking.

At this moment, she knew clearly that this was the work of Li Yunting. The nephew, who was always decisive and ruthless, issued a warning to her.

"Li Yunting, you are so cruel!" she murmured to herself, her voice full of fear and anger.

However, her anger was soon overwhelmed by fear. She knew Li Yunting's temper very well, and she was afraid that he would not let this matter go easily.

Thinking of this, my aunt didn't dare to stay any longer. She closed the door in a panic and ran towards the old house.

Along the way, the horrific appearance of the dead dog and the possible revenge that Li Yunting might take against her kept appearing in her mind.

Her steps became faster and faster, and her breathing became rapid, as if an invisible hand was chasing her from behind.

Finally, she arrived at the old house. "Bang, bang, bang!" She banged on the door vigorously, crying, "Father, open the door! Open the door quickly!"

The door opened, and the housekeeper was surprised to see her in such a mess: "Miss, what happened to you?"

My aunt didn't bother to answer and rushed in, shouting as she ran: "Father, save me! Save me!"

Mr. Li was drinking tea in the study. When he heard his aunt's call, his brows furrowed. Before he could react, his aunt had already rushed into the study and fell in front of him.

"Father, Li Yunting...he wants to kill me!" My aunt burst into tears and spoke incoherently about the horrific scene that had just happened.

Mr. Li's face was gloomy, and he shouted: "Calm down first and explain the matter clearly!"

My aunt took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down, and then told him everything about how she saw the dead dog when she got home.

After hearing this, Mr. Li was silent for a moment and said, "You deserve this. You know Yun Ting's temper."

Auntie tightly grasped the corner of Mr. Li's clothes and begged, "Father, I know I was wrong, you must save me!"

Old Master Li sighed and said, "Alas, I will try my best to help you, but I'm afraid Yun Ting won't let you go easily this time."

My aunt collapsed on the ground in despair, her eyes full of helplessness and regret.

Li Yunting was called to the old house by Mr. Li late at night. The moment he stepped into the old house, his face was so gloomy that it seemed that water could drip out. When he walked into the living room, he saw his aunt, who was terrified, sitting in the corner with a panicked look on her face.

Li Yunting walked to the sofa without any hesitation, sat down, crossed his legs, and glanced at his aunt with a cold look. He said coldly: "If it weren't for the face of blood relatives, who knows who would be lying on the ground now."

When my aunt heard this, she jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, pointing at Li Yunting and arguing, "Li Yunting, don't go too far! How could I know that the dog would suddenly go crazy! This was just an accident!"

Li Yunting slammed the armrest of the sofa, stood up, and shouted angrily: "Accident? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? The surveillance video shows exactly what you did! I warned you a long time ago not to touch Zheng Wancheng and the baby in her belly. You didn't listen? This is what will happen to you!"

The aunt was frightened by Li Yunting's momentum and took a few steps back, but she still pretended to be calm and said: "You, don't spit bloody words! I, I am also a member of the Li family, you can't do this to me!"

Li Yunting approached his aunt step by step, the coldness in his eyes made people shudder: "Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you are surnamed Li? I tell you, no one can touch my bottom line! For the sake of my deceased parents, I will give you one last chance. If there is a next time, don't blame me for doing it myself!"

Auntie's body began to tremble. She had never seen Li Yunting so angry before. Her defenses finally collapsed. She knelt on the ground with a plop and cried, "Yunting, I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me this time."

Li Yunting looked down at her, his voice without any warmth: "Remember your words, if you do it again, I will show no mercy!"

At this time, Mr. Li, who had been silent all this time, spoke up: "Yun Ting, let it go this time. After all, we are a family. She won't dare to do it again in the future."

Li Yunting turned to look at Mr. Li and said, "Grandpa, for your sake, I will let her go for now. But I hope this kind of thing won't happen again, otherwise, no one's intercession will be of any use."

After saying this, Li Yunting no longer looked at his aunt, and turned to leave the old house. The night wind blew up the corners of his clothes, and his figure looked lonely and resolute in the moonlight.

Back in the car, Li Yunting pounded the steering wheel hard, the anger in his heart still not completely dissipated. He thought of Zheng Wancheng who was still in the hospital, and his eyes were filled with tenderness and worry again.

"Wancheng, I won't let anyone hurt you and the child again." He muttered to himself, then started the car and sped towards the hospital.