Chapter 125: That Scoundrel Really Holds a Grudge!

Rose Manor.

Startled by an unusual noise, An An Xu had no mind left for her bath. She quickly slipped into her pajamas and searched the bathroom for something to defend herself with.

Recalling the terrifying incident on Heart Lake Island, a chill ran down her spine.

Could she really be that unlucky?

If she truly wanted revenge, she should confront Jiang Lie himself!

What kind of skill was it to bully a woman?

Cautiously, An An Xu stepped out and patrolled the entire room but found no sign of intrusion.

Yet she had clearly heard something.

Just as she was thinking of crawling back into bed, the noise returned, making her freeze in place, ears straining.

It turned out to be coming from the next room.

An An Xu let out a small sigh of relief; after all, there was a wall between them.

But the manager had just said that Rose Manor was temporarily closed—how could there be anyone next door? The staff didn’t even live on this side.

Could that despicable Jiang Lie be trying to scare her?

Her eyes flickered with determination. If that was the case, she had to strike back!

Thinking about how she could hear the sounds from the neighboring room while in the bathroom, An An Xu pressed her ear to the wall and faintly caught voices.

Though unclear, she was certain it wasn’t Jiang Lie’s voice.

His voice was low and magnetic, like sandpapered velvet—intoxicatingly seductive.

It was why An An Xu had become hopelessly enamored with his voice.

If it wasn’t Jiang Lie next door, then who could it be?

Feeling the need to unravel the mystery before she could rest, An An Xu stepped out onto the balcony.

From there, the voices were clearer—the person had moved to the living room to speak.

“The information is accurate. Jiang Lie is in his private room. This time, we must kill him. No mistakes.”

An An Xu’s pupils constricted sharply as she hastily covered her mouth and retreated into the room.

She didn’t dare breathe heavily, fearing the neighbors might overhear.

Damn it—they really had come for revenge!

She scrambled to find her phone, only to remember her bag was with Jiang Lie because when he took her coat, he’d taken her bag as well.

Luckily, there was a landline in the room, but she could only call the front desk since she didn’t know Jiang Lie’s room number.

The line rang endlessly with no answer.

Could it be that the front desk was unmanned because of the temporary closure?

Frustrated, An An Xu rubbed her forehead. Why close the manor now, when it only made it easier for her enemies to strike? Such a vast estate losing a day’s income—what a waste!

But now was not the time to complain; she had to find Jiang Lie quickly.

Click.

Just as An An Xu reached for the door, she heard a door opening down the corridor. Frozen in place, she realized the intruders were moving.

“Should we take care of the woman next door too?”

“Heh, why cause ourselves more trouble? Killing one person leaves traces and requires cleanup. I don’t have time to clean up twice.”

“True—just a little woman. Killing her would be a waste of time.”

As their voices faded, An An Xu cautiously cracked open the door and peeked out, confirming the hallway was empty.

Afraid her footsteps might give her away, she slipped off her shoes and ran barefoot in the opposite direction, landing on the balls of her feet.

The building was circular; if she ran fast enough, she could reach Jiang Lie before those two and warn him to avoid danger.

She ran with all her might, faster than ever before.

Out of breath but determined, she pressed on.

Her brain was starved for oxygen.

Gasping, her cheeks flushed, dizziness blurring her vision, she stretched out her hand to ring the doorbell—please open quickly!

Just as she was about to faint, she heard the door open and suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

What happened next, An An Xu didn’t know—her blood sugar had dropped, and she lost consciousness.

When she awoke, she was disoriented.

Her throat dry, she whispered, “Jiang Lie.”

“I’m here.”

The familiar voice beside her made her open her eyes.

There he was, reclining on a nearby sofa, looking exhausted and pale.

She scrambled up. “What happened to you?”

“Nothing.”

“How can that be? You look like you’ve been drained of life.”

“...” Jiang Lie’s lips twitched sharply. “I think you’re the one who should watch your words, An An Xu. Listen carefully. Say it again—mind your words!”

Interrupted like this, An An Xu nearly forgot what she had to say.

That scoundrel truly held grudges.

“Someone’s trying to kill you!”

Now that everything was calm, An An Xu wondered if she had imagined it all. Nothing seemed to have happened.

Jiang Lie nodded faintly. “Indeed, but it’s been taken care of.”

Knock knock.

Jiang Lie stiffened as he got up to open the door.

Assistant Wang appeared, worry etched on his face.

“Second Master, your injuries are severe. The doctor says you lost too much blood. You should rest in the hospital for a while.”

“No need.”

Jiang Lie’s expression was indifferent.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go—he simply couldn’t. The old guard at the company were scheming to appoint a vice president to counterbalance him.

If news of his condition leaked, the situation would worsen.

They might even send someone ‘for his own good’ to help share his work.

“What? Too much blood loss?” An An Xu jumped out of bed and hurried over, circling him anxiously but not daring to touch him.

She wasn’t sure where he was hurt.

Assistant Wang hesitated but, warned by a look from Jiang Lie, left without saying more.

“As you see, I’m fine.”

“Then what about the blood loss?”

“Just a bit dizzy,” Jiang Lie said, his tall frame weakly leaning on An An Xu. He gave a slight smile and closed his eyes. “Can you support me?”

An An Xu planted her feet firmly apart to steady him.

“Don’t underestimate me.”

She gently helped him lie down on the bed.

“Really, if you’re not feeling well, just rest. Why sit over there?”

“Because of you.”

“Me? What about me?”

“You always cling to me when you fall asleep.”

“You’re talking nonsense!” An An Xu blushed deeply, glaring at him. “Watch your words! You can eat whatever you want, but don’t say whatever you want!”

Jiang Lie smiled but said nothing.

Under the moonlight, his features were strikingly clear and refined.

An An Xu, too tired to argue, said, “Are you sure you won’t go to the hospital? I can go with you.”

Seeing her so concerned, Jiang Lie’s handsome face curved into a teasing smile.

“You care that much about me? Do you like me?”