But Fang Hui never took Li Haojue seriously. She sneered and, far from stopping, raised her voice. "Did I say something wrong? He's disfigured and crippled. What can he do to me?'
Fang Hui's words were indeed harsh, and Li Yourong shot her a warning look. However, Li Haojue acted as if he hadn't heard anything. He drove his wheelchair back to his room, with his back turned to Li Yourong and the others. No one saw how cold and gloomy his eyes were.
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The wedding between Xiao Fan and Li Haojue was set for next week, which also meant that Xiao Fan would be moving out soon. This morning, she and Li Haojue went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate. When taking photos, the staff asked three times if they had considered marriage carefully. Perhaps it was because they didn't look like a couple about to get married. On the marriage certificate, Li Haojue wore his icy mask, and Xiao Fan appeared indifferent, devoid of any newlywed joy.
After receiving the certificate, Xiao Fan and Li Haojue returned to their respective homes. On the bus, she looked at the red certificate in her hand, feeling a bit dazed. She… got married just like that?
When she returned home, Aunt Jin and Duoduo were not around. Only that injured man sat on the sofa, watching TV and eating snacks she bought, relaxed and content as if this place was his home.
Seeing Xiao Fan return, the man casually remarked, "Oh, you're back."
Xiao Fan walked over and snatched the remote control from the man's hand. "Your injury is already fine. Why aren't you leaving?"
"Which eye of yours saw my injury is fine?" The man pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Xiao Fan. "Look. This is the doctor's diagnosis. The doctor advised me to rest well, at least for fifteen days!"
Xiao Fan was not interested in the diagnosis. "I don't care if you rest for fifteen days or twenty-five days. It's none of my concern. Please pay the fees you owe me and leave immediately."
He smirked as if he didn't take her words seriously. He covered his chest, pretending to be weak, and said. "You are truly the most heartless woman I've ever met."
Xiao Fan: "You are truly the man with the thickest skin I've ever seen."
"Tsk, tsk…" The man shifted to a more comfortable position, lazily leaning on the sofa. He raised his hands, placed them behind his head, and joked, "I heard you're getting married. Ask your husband if he minds bringing along a dowry?" Of course, the dowry he meant was himself.
Xiao Fan had encountered all sorts of eccentric characters, but a man with such thick skin was truly a first for her.
"Sir, although I didn't mean to help you that day, I still saved you. I don't expect you to repay the favor, but don't take advantage of the situation." Xiao Fan felt that she had gotten herself into big trouble with this man, who didn't seem as harmless as he appeared.
The man still had a smile. He exuded a lazy vibe, the kind of ruffian-like charm that some women seemed to appreciate these days. Xiao Fan admitted that this man did have an impeccably handsome face. However, she had long given up on men. Appearances meant nothing after death, merely a pile of yellow soil.
"Xiao Fan, perhaps in your eyes, you helped me, but in my opinion, it's only right for you to help me. If I tell you that you owe me something, would you believe me?" The man's expression suddenly turned serious, and the atmosphere in the living room became a little strange.
Xiao Fan stood rooted to the ground, locking eyes with the man. She had a feeling that his words concealed something. Just as she was about to inquire further, the man abruptly returned to his carefree smile. "Look at how serious you are. It was just a joke. You're too easily scared." With that, he stood up, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to her. "If you want reimbursement for the medical expenses, come find me personally."
Xiao Fan lowered her eyes and looked at the business card the man handed her. The name on it was… Xi Han. She was slightly taken aback.
Xi Han, the chairman of Hanlai Real Estate, had started from scratch at a young age, built his own company, and became a role model for young entrepreneurs. Many media outlets and newspapers had sought interviews with him, but he had consistently declined, making Xi Han a rather mysterious figure.
In the capital, there were several exceptionally wealthy families, and Xi Han was one of them. He was also one of the four young masters of the capital. While Xiao Fan had always sensed that Xi Han was not an ordinary person, she hadn't expected his identity to be so powerful.