Chapter 1431 - 1431 Crazy and Inhumane

Chapter 1431 - 1431 Crazy and Inhumane

1431 Crazy and Inhumane
Jian Ai looked at Ji Haoyu, and Ji Haoyu looked at Jian Ai the same way. Their eyes met, and for a moment, neither said anything.
“Alright.”
In the end, Jian Ai agreed.
Ji Haoyu was delighted, and the smile on his face gradually widened. “Really? You agreed?”!!
Jian Ai looked at Ji Haoyu with a smile and nodded gently.
Because she felt Ji Haoyu’s seriousness, she was also serious at this moment.
The cold wind in March was dry and refreshing. It ran down one’s collar and into one’s arms, making people shiver uncontrollably. In the hospital’s pavilion, Yang Xiaoman sat on the cold stone bench in a daze, letting the icy wind blow.
A woolen shawl was wrapped around her from behind. Jian Ai’s voice sounded in her ears. “Why are you sitting here? It’s so cold!”
Yang Xiaoman came back to her senses. When she saw Jian Ai, she couldn’t help but smile. “Didn’t I say that you don’t have to come over?”
“It’s fine. I’ll go back after staying with you for a while. There are classes tomorrow morning,” Jian Ai said and sat down beside Yang Xiaoman. “What’s wrong? Why are you sitting here alone?”
Yang Xiaoman exhaled softly and gave Jian Ai a comforting smile. “The smell of disinfectant gives me a headache. I came out for a breather.”
“Is Uncle Yang okay?” Jian Ai asked with concern.
After she left on Saturday, she accompanied Ji Haoyu for a day on Sunday. On Monday, classes were full, so she only found time to come over today.
Yang Xiaoman nodded. “Pretty good. He can eat by himself now.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Xiaoman reached out and grabbed Jian Ai’s hand. She said gently, “Xiao Ai, thank you so much. There are some things I don’t know how to express because I don’t think anything can represent my heart. I really…”
Halfway through, Yang Xiaoman couldn’t help but choke up. She looked at Jian Ai with red eyes and said, “If not for you, I wouldn’t know how to face all of this.”
Jian Ai knew Yang Xiaoman’s state of mind, but there were too many complicated factors in her willingness to help her. However, Jian Ai knew very well that she would not ignore Yang Xiaoman no matter what.
This girl had brought her too much warmth in her previous life. Or perhaps she was the only person like Guan Tao in her previous life who would cry because of her death.
“Don’t say these things. If you really want to thank me, try your best to be strong. Don’t make me worry anymore,” Jian Ai said. She didn’t want the topic to be so heavy and emotional. Thus, she changed the topic and asked, “How’s the roast duck shop now? Such a big thing happened to Uncle Yang. Is the shop okay?”
Yang Xiaoman nodded. “Everything is operating normally. After all, every shop has a mature management system. Each shop has its manager in charge, so there’s no need to worry.”
“The main shop is waiting for news. We can only handle the scene after the investigation is over. My father means to wait until he’s discharged.”
Jian Ai nodded in understanding. She didn’t need to interfere too much in Yang Ji’s business as long as everything was normal.
At this moment, Jian Ai’s phone rang. It was Bai Zhou.
“I’ll take this call.” Jian Ai stood up and waved the phone in her hand at Yang Xiaoman. Then, she walked to the side and picked it up.
On the other end of the phone, Bai Zhou said, “I’ve investigated. It was indeed a man-made accident. I’ve already controlled the person.”
Jian Ai was silent for a moment. After a while, she said, “Send me the address.”
After hanging up, Yang Xiaoman saw that Jian Ai’s expression was a little ugly. She couldn’t help but ask with concern, “Are you okay?”
Jian Ai shook her head. “I might have to leave first. Don’t sit here anymore lest you catch a cold later. I’ll come over again when I have time.”
Yang Xiaoman nodded slightly. Seeing this, Jian Ai said nothing and turned around to leave the hospital.
In an old residential building, Jian Ai touched the dark corridor to find the house number Bai Zhou had mentioned and knocked gently.
The door opened, and they saw the slightly dim living room. On the chair in the middle of the living room, a person was firmly trapped, and his mouth was sealed with tape.
In a flash, Jian Ai quickly entered the house and closed the door in the next second.
“That’s him. His name is Feng Qi.” Bai Zhou raised his chin at the person.
Jian Ai looked at the person expressionlessly. It was indeed the person in the photo, Uncle Yang’s disciple.
“Did you ask why?” Jian Ai looked at Bai Zhou and asked.
Bai Zhou pursed his lips and shook his head. “He’s quite stubborn. He’s not afraid of trouble too.”
Jian Ai knew Bai Zhou. He was not a rough person. Moreover, looking at Feng Qi’s face and body, there were no signs of him being beaten up. He must have suffered little. At most, he had threatened him.
How could he admit something that he might go to jail for?
Jian Ai walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, facing Feng Qi’s face. Seeing a girl appear in front of him, Feng Qi looked straight at Jian Ai.
There was no fear in his eyes.
He was not afraid of a silver-haired adult-like Bai Zhou, so why would he be afraid of a girl like Jian Ai?
Jian Ai stared at him expressionlessly for a few seconds before giving Si Yue, who had been leaning against the wall without saying a word, a look. She said calmly and coldly, “Cripple one of his hands first.”
She said this very casually as if this hand was just a slap in Jian Ai’s eyes.
Feng Qi hesitated for a moment. This girl shouldn’t be telling the truth, right?
She should be scaring him, right?
However, before he could react, he felt a cold wind blow past. Si Yue had already flashed behind him.
With no warning, Si Yue made a move, and a clear crack instantly sounded in the quiet living room.
Si Yue crushed Feng Qi’s right shoulder blade.
“Oh…” Feng Qi cried out in pain. Cold sweat instantly drenched his forehead, and he widened his eyes in anger – with the whites of his eyes filled with red blood vessels. Si Yue reached out from behind and covered Feng Qi’s mouth tightly, making him swallow his pain.
Jian Ai watched everything happen expressionlessly. The pain of the person in front of her could not touch her pity at all.
After a while, the bone-chilling pain subsided. Feng Qi lay paralyzed on the chair, unable to move. He panted heavily. This time, he didn’t dare to look into Jian Ai’s eyes.
This girl was as terrifying as a demon. She was simply crazy and inhumane!
“Why did you do this?”
Jian Ai asked and looked at Feng Qi without blinking.
Feng Qi lowered his head and looked around as if wondering if he should say it. He was afraid that this crazy girl would do something again, but he was also afraid that the other party would not let him off if he said it.
With this hesitation, Jian Ai whispered again, “Cripple his other hand.”