Xi Jincheng played with the knife, ignored the fragments on the ground, and walked towards Xi Lizhong.

"Mr. Xi, be careful." Liu Can watched him step on the broken glass several times, and hurriedly took the broom from behind the door and swept the fragments on the ground aside.

"Sir! Are you going to put me under house arrest? Who gives you the right? Ah? Don't forget, now, I have the final say in the Xi family!" Xi Lizhong rushed towards Xi Jincheng, grabbed his clothes and roared angrily.

Xi Jincheng sneered, held his wrist, and exerted a little force, Xi Lizhong couldn't bear it and let go of it.

Xi Jincheng gently blocked his hand and stuffed the fruit knife in his hand into his hand: "Use this! If you kill me, you will always have the final say in the Xi family!"

Xi Li held the knife in his hand tightly, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped "bang".

He gritted his teeth and stared at his eyes, from his neck to forehead, his skin was red to purple.

"Chairman, you can't be so excited anymore. If you continue like this, your body will not be able to stand it!" The dean winked at the nurse behind him, and the nurse quickly turned around and went out.

"I'm so angry about such a small thing. If you want to know the dirty and disgusting things you don't know, then you won't go to the crematorium directly?" Xi Jincheng completely ignored the dean's warning, ignored Xi Lizhong's obvious discomfort reaction, and was still saying things that stimulated him.

"Mr. Xi..." The dean wanted to stop Xi Jincheng, but was interrupted by his raised hand.

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?!" Xi Lizhong trembled, his hand holding the knife trembled violently, and the tendons on the back of his hand were so tight that it seemed to break at any time.

"Do you dare?" Xi Jincheng smiled, raised his eyebrows on one side and looked at him contemptuously.

"Go to die! My Xi family's property will not fall into your hands!" Xi Li said seriously, holding up a knife and stabbing Xi Jincheng's left chest hard.

Several people around him were so scared that they rushed over, wanting to stop Xi Lizhong.

Xi Jincheng stood there motionless, looking at Xi Lizhong with a faint smile, waiting for his knife to fall.

"Mr. Xi!" Liu Can was closest to him, rushed over and blocked him.

Xi Jincheng pushed him away: "Everyone will go away!" He shouted coldly.

Liu Can stood there, looking at Xi Jincheng with a worried look on his face, and clenched his hands tightly.

The dean and several nurses also stood beside him. He wanted to go forward, but due to Xi Jincheng's intimidation, he did not dare to go forward.

Xi Li's heavy knife stopped in front of Li Xi Jincheng's chest in the eyes of everyone, and pressed against his chest. The tip of the knife was not sharp and even the coat was not cut.

Xi Lizhong held another trembling hand on Xi Jincheng's shoulder, half lying on him, gasping for breath.

Xi Jincheng lowered his head and looked at the thin cold sweat on his forehead. He did not push him away, but just looked at this silently.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, knowing that the crisis was lifted.

"For a woman who is planning to be ill-treated against you, is it really worth living like this by you in your life?" Xi Jincheng looked at Xi Lizhong, who was obviously exhausted and somewhat exhausted, and spoke coldly.

Xi Lizhong put his forehead on his shoulder, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground, his whole body shaking.

He did not answer Xi Jincheng's words, but just snorted coldly as if nothing had happened.

Xi Jincheng blinked and sneered sarcastically at the old man who was still obsessed with death.

"Everything goes out." Xi Jincheng turned to look at Liu Can and ordered lightly.

Liu Can nodded and called everyone to leave the ward.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Xi Jincheng bent down and tried to pick up Xi Lizhong. He threw him on the bed without gentle movement.

A big man who is so tall is not as good as his height. He holds him in his hand and feels like bones.

Just like this, Is there three highs?

Xi Jincheng pursed his lips hard, looked down at the one he threw on the bed and stopped moving, leaving Xi Lizhong, who was only breathing, and felt mixed feelings in his heart.

Obviously, with such deep hatred, such deep resentment, and such deep disgust, why did he not feel as happy as he thought when he saw him in such a miserable and pitiful appearance?

"Xi Jincheng, stop making things difficult for the mother and the mother, okay?" Xi Lizhong closed his eyes, his eyelids were moving, his eyelashes were shaking, and his weak voice was still pleading with Xi Jincheng for Pan Xin.

Xi Jincheng looked at him coldly, without agreeing or refuting.

I have crossed the river with my clay Buddha, but I still haven’t forgotten the mother and son. It’s so ridiculous!

If he told him what kind of reaction should he have when the woman he was thinking about was living with other men on his back?

Xi Jincheng pulled over a chair, sat down, took out the cigarette box and smoked a cigarette.

Xi Li opened his eyes again and turned to look at Xi Jincheng. The red flesh shredded meat in his eyes was not so obvious, but his eyes looked a little cloudy.

"Tianmu will not touch you. This was created by your mother and I back then. I never thought of giving it to others. Jincheng, Jinyan is different from you. You have the ability. Even if you give you a dollar, you can create a sky..."

"It's my fault to be able to do it? Because of the ability, my father is not a relative and my mother doesn't love me?" Xi Jincheng suddenly laughed and glanced at Xi Lizhong with mocking slant. As he spoke, the white smoke escaped from his lips and teeth, floating in the air.

Xili frowned and his face darkened.

"You have been extreme since childhood and go to extremes in everything. I am afraid that you will go to evil ways, so I have to be stricter on you. It's because you have the ability. If you go to evil ways, it will be even more amazing. I'm not unfaithful to you." Xi Lizhong hasn't said a word for himself for so many years. This is the first time he defended himself against Xi Jincheng's accusations against him.

Xi Jincheng curled his lips, raised his hand with cigarette holder, and mocked him: "Continue talking!"

Xi Lizhong knew that he would not believe what he said. He gasped and tried hard to calm down for a few times before continuing: "Jinyan is different from you. He does not have the ability of you. If he leaves the protection of our Xi family, he may even be in a difficult life. Jincheng..."

"What's up to me?" Xi Jincheng took a sip of cigarettes and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this to make me pity him? Let me give the Xi family to him? Or... let me raise him for you?"

Xi Lizhong's brow frowned again. The irony in his words was too strong. On the other hand, these were impossible!

"Oh, by the way! Since I have a question about this, I am very curious. I wonder if Chairman Xi can answer me?" Xi Jincheng smiled like evil and righteousness, raised his eyes slightly, turned his head and glanced at him sideways.

"What's the problem?" Xi Lizhong struggled to get up and leaned half on the head of the bed.

"Xi Jinyan, is it your biological child?" Xi Jincheng asked slowly after he let out a puff of cigarette without hesitation.
Chapter completed!