Chu Lingzhi opened her eyes. Nangong Yehen was back?
Just as she was debating whether to get up and go see him, a sudden commotion stirred beside her.
Chu Junyu sat up abruptly in bed. Remembering Chu Lingzhi lying next to him, he feared waking her, so he didn't turn on the light. Gently, he pulled back the covers and quietly got out of bed.
"Big baby?" Chu Lingzhi called out to him.
"Mommy, did I wake you?" Chu Junyu asked.
"The noise outside."
"Dad's back. I'll go check it out."
"..."
Chu Lingzhi switched on the bedside lamp, but by then Chu Junyu had already dashed out of the bedroom.
That kid—he missed Nangong Yehen so much he couldn't even bother to put on shoes before running out.
Unable to sleep, Chu Lingzhi got up, walked to the window, and looked outside.
A black helicopter had landed on the estate's open ground.
The first to emerge were bodyguards—one of them carrying a man on his back—followed by Mo Chen.
The estate's lights were as bright as day. Though the distance was a bit far, Chu Lingzhi could still make out that the man being carried was Nangong Yehen!
Her heart tightened. Had something happened to Nangong Yehen?
Why would he need his bodyguard to carry him off the plane?
Chu Lingzhi's gaze darkened. She turned and hurried downstairs.
Chu Junyu and Nangong Yichen were already waiting downstairs.
Seeing them, Chu Lingzhi's heart sank.
Something must have happened to Nangong Yehen—
He was always busy with countless affairs and had come home in the middle of the night before, but she'd never seen them get up to greet him.
Hearing her footsteps, they both turned to look at her.
Seeing the heavy expressions on their tender faces, Chu Lingzhi's fears were all but confirmed.
The atmosphere around them began to grow somber.
Then, several figures rushed into the living room.
Their arrival made the already heavy atmosphere even more tense.
"Miss Chu, save the young master quickly!" the bodyguard carrying Nangong Yehen said urgently.
"I'll get the medical kit." Chu Lingzhi turned and rushed to fetch it.
Her voice trembled, her heart clenching and twisting.
The bodyguard carried Nangong Yehen into a bedroom on the first floor and laid him face down on the bed.
"Dad..." Chu Junyu followed, looking at the man on the bed with fear and anxiety.
Nangong Yehen was severely injured and extremely weak, but hearing Chu Junyu's voice, he still curled his lips into a faint smile.
"Dad... will be fine..."
Seeing him like this, even the usually cold Nangong Yichen showed a hint of sadness and pain.
He stood far from the bed, watching Nangong Yehen, his heart trembling.
When he saw him still trying to speak, he said angrily, "Stop talking now! Save your breath to recover!"
Nangong Yehen lifted his eyes with difficulty and glanced at him—this kid—
Mo Chen walked in, his arm and leg both injured.
Huo Luan was also hurt and was helped by a bodyguard into another room.
Chu Lingzhi came in carrying the medical kit.
"Chu Lingzhi, save Nangong quickly!" Mo Chen said anxiously when he saw her.
The urgency and worry in his voice alone were enough to gauge how severe Nangong Yehen's injuries were.
"Chu Junyu, help Mommy get a basin of hot water!" She glanced at him, setting down the medical kit as she spoke quickly.
Without a word, Chu Junyu rushed out to get the hot water.
Chu Lingzhi looked at Nangong Yehen on the bed. The back of his suit was completely soaked in blood.
The expensive suit was tattered, faintly revealing the wounds beneath.
Seeing him like this, Chu Lingzhi felt as if someone had gripped her heart.