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Chapter 320 Recognition
On the other side, Ishihara Qing, who was holding a spear, realized what was going on when the opponent took the spear directly into his chest without dodging or avoiding it. He withdrew his strength in time, but he was still a step too late.
The sharp blade pierced the body and blood flowed.
Wang Shaofu's face was as pale as paper, but a smile appeared on his lips.
"...You!" Ishihara Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously looked at the woman coming towards him, "An Ning..."
He even forgot to call his sister. He wanted to say something, but stopped talking when he saw Xie An Ning rushing towards the person opposite him.
Wang Shaofu stood with his sword supported by one hand. Xie An Ning rushed to him in two steps instead of three. He stretched out his hand to support him, but saw that the spear that pierced his heart was still in his body. He immediately turned around and wanted to order Ishihara Qing to stop, but he was stunned when he saw a pair of red eyes.
The muffled groan from the person next to him brought Xie An Ning back to his senses and he looked away.
The next moment, the spear was pulled out mercilessly. Wang Shaofu's body leaned forward suddenly and was about to fall to the ground, but was caught by Xie An Ning.
"Mr. Ishihara!" Her eyes widened in anger.
"He was just pretending," Ishihara Qing pursed his lips, tears welling up in his eyes as he stubbornly said, "I withdrew my hand in time, only piercing his flesh. It wasn't life-threatening. He did it on purpose to sow discord between you and me, using a self-torture tactic. Can you really not see through his clumsy scheme?"
...pretending?
Xie An Ning raised his eyes and looked at the pale handsome face in front of him with some suspicion.
The two looked at each other. Wang Shaofu tried hard to relax his slightly frowned brows and smiled with difficulty. His previous invincible attitude was gone, and he was now extremely weak. "An Ning..."
As the words fell, the weight that was already resting on her shoulders pressed down even more, as if she would fall down at the slightest touch.
His voice trembled. He ignored the blood slowly flowing from his heart and stretched out his arms to hug the woman beside him. "Thank you for still caring about my safety."
"Let go!"
Xie Anning frowned and pushed him twice. Her tentacles were sticky with blood, and his suppressed groans were in her ears. Her face became even uglier. "The most urgent thing now is to see a doctor. Why are you saying all this!"
She didn't have time to scold him. She turned around and ordered the two guards standing nearby, "Wang Wu, go get the doctor. Wang Yong, come and help your master into the room."
"Yes!"
Wang Yong walked over, but Wang Shaofu refused to cooperate, and kept holding the person in his arms tightly with his long arms.
"External injuries are nothing, the heartache is real... An Ning, my heart hurts so much," he buried his face in the crook of her neck, his voice choked in front of his subordinates, "Don't punish me like this, find another way... Don't use anyone else..."
Xie Anning was held in his arms, her hands covered in blood, and she didn't dare move. She stiffened her neck and raised her head, looking over his shoulder at another man a few steps away.
He stood stiffly, with red eyes, looking over here, motionless.
Her heart suddenly twitched. It wasn't painful, but it was just uncomfortable. She felt that this scene was not only weird, but also absurd.
what is she doing?
What did she do?
Wang Shaofu initiated the fight himself. He was injured because he was not as skilled as his opponent and it was his own fault. Ishihara Qing did nothing wrong.
Why should she treat me like this?
He was her younger brother who grew up in her eyes, her true lover, and her future husband.
Regardless of whether this injury was a self-torture trick by Wang Shaofu, she shouldn't treat him like this, both emotionally and logically.