Tang Xiaomin's lips curved into a nostalgic smile. She hadn't done something like that in a long time.
Completely disregarding Zhang Guoer's shrill screams and struggles, she slowly lifted her pajamas and her slender, fair fingers rubbed up and down her waist. Sudian Novel Network.
"Right, it's right at this spot."
"No! No! No!"
*Puff!*
Blood splashed, and the air was filled with the thick scent of gore.
"Ah!"
Accompanied by Zhang Guoer's piercing wail, a bright red kidney was held in Tang Xiaomin's hand.
At this moment, Zhang Guoer was gasping for breath, trembling violently, enduring the pain of losing a kidney, completely engulfed by fear.
Tang Xiaomin looked at the still warm kidney in her hand and frowned.
"It's obvious it doesn't match mine, but I don't need it anymore."
She tossed it aside casually, and the kidney fell in front of Zhang Guoer.
She yanked Zhang Guoer's hair, forcing her to look at her.
"Zhang Guoer, I keep my word. As long as you can last until tomorrow, I'll let you go. Good luck to you."
*Bang!*
The door shut with a dull thud, sealing everything out. The office was plunged into darkness.
Lu Xing stood outside the door, preparing a packet of wet wipes for Tang Xiaomin.
"Miss Tang, your hands are dirty. Please wipe them."
If Lu Xing hadn't reminded her, Tang Xiaomin would have forgotten all about it.
Wet wipes were a good thing, very convenient to use.
"Tang Xu said he found traces of Yan Jue."
"Mm."
Lu Xing froze for a moment, thinking he had misheard.
"Miss Tang, what did you just say?"
"You heard correctly. Tang Xu said he found traces of Yan Jue on a small island in the Pacific owned by Ye Fengxing. We need to go and verify the truth of this matter ourselves."
Joy was evident on Lu Xing's face, mixed with confusion.
"I'm very happy that President Yan is safe."
"But if President Yan is safe, why hasn't he returned?"
This was a question Tang Xiaomin couldn't fathom either.
"This news was obtained by Tang Xu. He used his last breath before dying to tell me. A dying man speaks his mind, and I believe he wasn't lying to me."
"Regardless of the reason, Yan Jue hasn't returned. We must find him."
"You go and investigate thoroughly. After I handle Tang Xu's funeral, I will go find Yan Jue."
Lu Xing nodded.
"Yes, I'll do it immediately."
The master was not dead, and that was the most important thing. Finding him was urgent.
In the morgue.
The members of the Tang family all looked sadly at Tang Xu's spirit. Other than looking, they could do nothing.
In his spectral state, Tang Xu looked relaxed. He showed no signs of regret or reluctance at his death.
"Why are you all looking so sad? I have found release. You should be happy for me."
Tang Xu had repaid the life he owed Tang Xiaomin, and Tang Xiaomin had forgiven him.
Now, he had no regrets.
No one in the family could speak.
Seeing the sorrowful expressions on everyone's faces, Tang Xu smiled helplessly.
"Since you're not speaking, I will."
"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry. I wasn't a good son and couldn't repay your nurturing love in this lifetime. In the next life, when you find me again, I will raise you."
"Eldest brother, you need to comfort Mom and Dad more. They will listen to what you say."
Tang Xu looked at Tang Ye beside him, very confused.
"Tang Ye, why are you always wearing a hood? Is there something shameful you're hiding?"
Tang Ye said helplessly, "Then I'll take it off..."
"Never mind, we look alike. I'm tired of seeing your face, whether I look or not makes no difference."
Tang Ye was extremely speechless.
"You're dead, yet you have to insult me like you used to before you can rest easy, right?"
"Mom and Dad used to say I was troublesome. Now, it seems you are the most troublesome one."
"If I had known you would leave so suddenly, I wouldn't have chased you away before."
In the end, with so many words, he didn't know where to begin.
"Tang Ye, take good care of Mom and Dad. Eldest brother, take care of yourself, and Xiaomin too."
"Even though she has forgiven me, in the days I'm not here, I still hope you'll treat her a little better. Do the things I couldn't do, even for my sake. We are the closest of brothers, after all."
"Hmph, you guy, you just know how to trick me. Why don't you do the things you want to do yourself? Why do you have to leave them to me?"
Tang Xu smiled devilishly.
"Because we're close."
"Is being close a fault?"
"Yes."
Tang Xu's phantom embraced everyone in the family one by one, although they couldn't feel it.
Being able to bid farewell so peacefully, rather than a sudden separation by death, was the greatest comfort to them.
The next day.
Tang Xiaomin, along with Tang Xu's spirit, arrived outside the office.
Tang Xu asked confusedly, "Why did you bring me here?"
Tang Xiaomin's lips curved into a sinister smile.
"Because you died for me, I'll give you a gift too."
"A gift?"
...
As the door opened, a pungent smell of blood filled the air.
A beam of light fell on Zhang Guoer, who was tied to a chair. Her disheveled appearance was terrifying. She was cruelly pinned to the ground with surgical knives at her hands and feet.
Her body had long since ceased to have any breath, stiffened, and her death was tragic.
"Zhang Guoer crashed and killed you. I avenged you. Tell me, isn't this a great gift?"
Even Tang Xu, who had been on operating tables in various capacities during his life, had seen bodies cut in countless ways by doctors.
Yet, seeing Zhang Guoer pinned by the limbs and the bloody, mangled wound on her waist, he still felt a tightness in his chest.
"This... you did this?"
"What, you don't believe me?"
Although he had heard of Tang Xiaomin's ruthlessness, that she could crush a person's skull with one hand,
Tang Xu could never have believed Tang Xiaomin could be so cruel, as it didn't fit her persona.
But seeing Zhang Guoer's tragic state now, he was beginning to believe.
"I never expected you could go this far. It's truly unbelievable."
"So, you still don't believe me?"
This time, Tang Xu remained silent, as he was unsure.
Just then, a shadow suddenly flashed from a corner and quickly approached Tang Xiaomin.
"Tang Xiaomin, give me your life!"
Zhang Guoer's spirit, with a ferocious face identical to her appearance at death, lunged at Tang Xiaomin.
"Xiaomin! Be careful!"
Tang Xu's spirit lunged without hesitation, just as he had thrown himself in front of Tang Xiaomin to push her away.
This time, Tang Xiaomin didn't give Tang Xu a chance to save her.
A layer of black mist swirled in her eyes. With one hand, she fiercely gripped Zhang Guoer's spirit by the neck.
With a twist!
*Crack!*
The sound of bones breaking echoed, followed by a splatter of blood mist. The next second, Zhang Guoer's head was brutally twisted off.
"Ah!"
Tang Xu screamed in shock.
Tang Xiaomin, however, was surprisingly calm, looking indifferently at Zhang Guoer's head in her hand.