Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Panda Novel

Truly, Li Shaoling was hitting where it hurts.

So lethal…

Hold on!

It took Ji Weixi a second to react.

Sister Blue? Oh my god!

Who wouldn’t know the acclaimed Sister Blue of River Town’s red-light district?

The famed bitch!

Ji Weixi’s mouth was hanging upon in surprise. She needed a moment because that piece of news was just a little too explosive.

To think that Zhou Huijie, the evil stepmother hid her famous identity!

Such well-hidden secrets, such a bitch.

Meanwhile, Ji Xiangdong was staggered as if someone had swung a club in his face, his face turning as white as snow. He turned to glare at Zhou Huijie in disbelief even as he felt all his blood rush to his head, leaving a dryness in his mouth while his whole body shook.

“What-what are you talking about? I don’t get it!” Zhou Huijie averted her eyes.

“What, did you forget your old dirty job?” Li Shaoling smiled coldly. “Should I help you remember?”

Completely panicking, she trembled and tried to hold his hand. “Dear…”

Ji Xiangdong slapped her viciously instead, his lips shaking. “No wonder… so many men were looking for you… You… you…”

It should have come as no surprise since many men had come searching for her when he first married her.

She told him that some were loan sharks, acting as if she was a poor young woman who had to shoulder mountains of debts at her age.

He believed her, even if he had the feeling that something wasn’t right and couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

The truth only came out over twenty years later.

His attitude certainly collapsed after being fooled for so many years, and having been cuckolded so magnificently.

To think that he had always protected her and cherished her, and turned against his own daughter over them!

At the moment, Ji Xiangdong even believed that Ji Jianing was not his daughter, and hence felt even more guilty towards Ji Weixi!

His expression was as horrid as if someone was force feeding him with dung, but was so angry that he couldn’t say a thing. Instead, he turned and strode off, having lost all face.

“Dear, listen to me, I can explain!” Zhou Huijie flustered gave chase.

The corridor quieted at once.

“How did you know about Zhou Huijie,” Ji Weixi asked in curiosity, “about her old identity?”

Her own father didn’t know, much less herself.

The avatar of the honest, guileless man himself.

“A friend told me.” Li Shaoling replied.

“Really?” Ji Weixi clearly doubted that.

Why did she feel a little irritated too?

Could he have frequented that kind of places?

And wasn’t it said that rich playboys often have crazy private lives?

Still, that was when the doors to the emergency room opened, and a doctor came out, taking off his face mask.

“Is anyone here Ji Jianing’s relatives?” he asked.

Ji Weixi approached him. “I am.”

The doctor studied her. “Who are you to her?”

She considered it. “Mortal enemy,” she then replied.

The doctor was speechless.

In the years since taking the job, this was the first time he heard of someone visiting a mortal enemy in the hospital.

“She’s fine at the moment, but she won’t regain control over the wrists she cut for a while.”

In other words, Ji Jianing was going to be crippled?

***

Ji Jianing was conscious when she was wheeled out of the emergency room. Her lips were pale and it was as if she did not have a drop of blood in her.

If her eyes weren’t open, anyone would have thought she was dead.

Ji Weixi felt rather disappointed about that.

“Shao… Shaoling…”

Emotional, Ji Jianing almost sat up when she saw Li Shaoling.

“Don’t move,” he quickly said.

Those simple words left tears welling in Ji Jianing’s eyes.

She bit her lip, forcing back the tears. “Shaoling, I knew it… you still think about me, right?”

Li Shaoling smiled. “Rest well.”

“Okay!” Ji Jianing nodded obediently as if receiving a divine decree. “I will!”

However, that was then Li Shaoling flatly added, “And remember to cut your jugular next time you try to kill yourself, since the success rate of cutting the wrists isn’t too high.”

After all, it would be quite exciting when blood shoots out of the jugular.

Ji Jianing’s smile froze right then, and she was caught out of breath.

“You… Shaoling…” her voice was shaking.

Ji Weixi wanted to laugh out loud, but yawn unwittingly instead.

The lights were exposing the faint dark circles beneath her reddened eyes, and tears welled with the yawn.

Li Shaoling felt a little pained then, and stroke her cheek lovingly. “Let’s go home, get some sleep.”

Ji Weixi nodded tamely as she covered her mouth and yawned, allowing him to lead her away.

Ji Jianing was so angry she could die right then.

Damn it! Her suicide play didn’t even sway Li Shaoling. Not only did she have to sacrifice her hand, she was forced to watch their public display of affection!

She clenched on her sheets, her wounds bleeding once again even as she glared in hatred at the sight of Li Shaoling holding Ji Weixi.

It seemed that she must consider at length how she would reclaim Li Shaoling…