Fake Marriage To The Richest Tycoon-Chapter 229 - 228: Shentu Chu’s hit on the head

"Why don’t you go? Weren’t you interested in investigating him?" Shentu Chu tried to push the responsibility back to him, but Shentu Jing threw it perfectly back in his hands.

"Why are you asking me? You are close to him. You can seduce the answer out of him," Shentu Jing replied.

"Cough.... cough.... Second brother, I don’t like men that much. I prefer cute girls," Shentu Chu coughed into his fist awkwardly.

They quickly hurried passed the bodies of the men, almost reaching the entrance. Qiao Nian jerked her wrist out of Shentu Chu’s grip, giving him a fierce look.

She didn’t want to have anything to do with him if he dared to blame her brother!

"Nian Nian, wait!" Shentu Chu ran after her. Shentu Chu had no idea since when he started to care about her. He even cared whether she was angry or not... Did his mind get corrupted by that cute face?

"No, stay away!" Qiao Nian reached the large double doors and started to push it open. Shentu Jing was behind her with Shentu Chu even further behind.

The doors creaked loudly. Shentu Chu stopped in his tracks, eyes narrowing. The air was silent around him. The wind rustled the bushes and trees high above. Shentu Chu pushed a stray hair away.

Then he quickly shoved Shentu Jing out of the way, shouting, "Above you!"

Qiao Nian gasped! Shentu Jing, caught off guard, hit the hard ground, landing on his butt.

Bang!

The baton came heavily down on the side of Shentu Chu’s head.

"Shentu Chu!!!" Qiao Nian screamed in terror on the ground. She forgot about the latch of the large door that scratched her palms because she didn’t move away in time.

It didn’t matter whether her hands were bruise or not. It was nothing compared to the pain she felt when she witnessed him falling to the ground. That moment of panic flushed away whatever anger she felt from earlier.

The attacker who was hiding in the arch above the door jumped down and swung the baton at Qiao Nian. Qiao Nian fell backwards in a lousy attempt to dodge it.

Before the attacker could hit her, Shentu Jing kicked him from behind. The attacker grunted and turned to him.

She pushed herself up and scampered over to him.

"Shentu Chu, wake up! please wake up!" She cried, shaking him.

Suddenly there was another large dark shadow towering above her. She looked up and saw that it was another man. This man held a spiked baton in his hands, flexing his fingers frighteningly.

Qiao Nian gulped, sweat tickling down her forehead.

That man looked familiar. A flash of lightning happened to strike the sky, luminating their surroundings for a few seconds..a few seconds was it all took for Qiao Nian to recognize the face.

It was Mu Chen, the Qiao family’s butler!

This wasn’t Qiao Minde’s people! They were Qiao Tong’s people! Qiao Nian realized.

Mu Chen lifted the baton higher above them, then he swung his arms!

But a strong hand caught hold of the baton. Mu Chen was stunned! Shentu Jing gripped the baton so hard that it dented on one side. Then he pulled it off his grip and did wing chun on Mu Chen.

Mu Chen cut a sorry sight as he dropped to the ground, groaning in pain.

Qiao Nian blinked, from a distance she could see the man who attacked Shentu Chu lying a few metres away, motionless. There was something with the way the attacker’s arms were placed.

Then she shifted her gaze back at Shentu Chu. She felt her heart splitting into two. Shentu Chu’s eyes were shut, blood tickled find the corners of his mouth.

She held Shentu Chu’s head in her small palms, choking on sobs.

"Shentu Chu! Please wake up! I beg you, please," the girl cried, tears falling like an endless waterfall.

Shentu Jing quickly ran over and checked for Shentu Chu’s pulse. Luckily he was still breathing.

"Come with me," Shentu Jing lifted Shentu Chu, throwing one of his arm over his own shoulder, supporting him to stand.

He gave Qiao Nian a medium sized black bag.

"Don’t lose it no matter what,"

Qiao Nian nodded her head. They weaved through the courtyard until they were out of the mansion. Lightning strike the skies above.

That moment of light was enough for Qiao Nian to see what happened to Mu Chen.

Thunder clapped above them, then the rain came assaulting them like arrows.

Shentu Jing shoved Shentu Chu in the back seat, then he got into the driver seat. Qiao Nian sat holding Shentu Chu’s limp body as if he would disappear.

The engine roared to life and the car sped off. Within a few minutes, Shentu Jing kicked open the white doors. He had supported Shentu Chu into Shengjing Emergency Hospital.

"Doctor!" Shentu Jing roared.

"Doctor please!" Qiao Nian’s cries and please attracted a lot of attention from the staffs and some patients.

A man in white lab coat came rushing over to them. Shentu Jing was injured too, but his face show no evidence of it. The doctor noticed that Shentu Jing’s arm was bleeding.

"Let me take the patient,"

A few people in white clothing came out with a hospital bed. Very soon, Shentu Chu was loaded onto the bed.

"Sir, you need to get treatment too," the doctor said.

The attendants with the doctor and nurses pushed the bed passed an elderly man holding a cane.

At that second, Shentu Jing walked passed the man. The elderly man’s eyes flickered, shifting to Shentu Jing and unconsciously back to Shentu Chu on the hospital bed.

The elderly man’s eyes shook, then he started coughing violently. In the next second, Shentu Jing heard a familiar voice called out, "Dad!"

"Grandpa!"

"Why didn’t you all tell me?! Wait a minute!!!!"

Old Master Shentu gripped his cane hard, knuckles turning white. He coughed again.

Shentu Dong and Shentu Mingye stood in front of Shentu Jing, staring at each other.

Fuck.