Chapter 238: Two People

There were four beds in the ward, two of which were empty. The other two had people lying in them.

This room had been specially arranged by Cheng Xi Yue to accommodate these four thugs.

Two of them were in the operating room while the remaining two were resting.

When they saw Lu Huaiyu in the room, the two thugs were immediately stunned and had fear in their eyes.

‘This man is really too frightening! He wants to beat us to death!’

At this point, they had also figured out that this man was indeed not from an ordinary background.

They could not afford to mess with this man!

Lu Huaiyu looked at them and asked.

“Where’s Zhang Yang?”

One of the men swallowed his saliva and spoke with difficulty. “He…he’s still in the operating room…”

Among these people, Zhang Yang was the most seriously injured, so his surgery would take quite a long time.

Lu Huaiyu let out a faint “oh” and pulled a chair from the side. “Then, I’ll wait for him to come back and question him later.”

The two men saw him in this position and suddenly felt more nervous.

They had not even felt this way when they had been interrogated by Chief Dou earlier.

Lu Huaiyu did not seem to notice their emotional fluctuation and said in a lazy voice, “Over the years, how many times has Zhang Yang gone to the Ning family to make trouble?”

The two men looked at each other with blank faces. “Uh…we’re not sure…”

It had been a decade and they had gone to create trouble so many times. How could they possibly remember?

Lu Huaiyu leaned back in his chair and played with his phone with one hand.

“Then, tell me how many times you have followed him. You should know this, right?”

The two thugs were aware of the danger they were in.

“No…no…”

“It doesn’t matter if you can’t remember. I have plenty of time today for you guys to recall everything.”

Lu Huaiyu’s posture was relaxed, but the words he uttered were cold and stern.

“I want to know the specific date, how many people went, and what exactly you guys did to the Ning family. It’s best if you come clean. I’m listening.”

…

When Ning Li returned home, she stewed the pork ribs and prepped the other ingredients.

She looked at her phone. Since Lu Huaiyu had left, there had been no news from him.

‘I guess he’s busy.’

Ji Shu suddenly called. “Sister Li, are you on the high-speed train?”

Ning Li was snuggled up on the sofa. “No.”

“You’re not? Wasn’t your ticket for this afternoon?”

“I was delayed.” Ning Li answered very briefly.

Ji Shu was quite happy after the initial shock.

“Well, I’m heading back to Yunzhou now. Want a ride?”

Ning Li was a bit surprised.

“Today? Didn’t you say that you would be staying here for two more days?”

Ji Shu was always a free spirit.

“Sigh… My dad keeps pushing me to come home.” Ji Shu helplessly sighed. “It’s New Year’s Day tomorrow, so he wants me to go home.”

Ji Shu was not into counting down for the New Year. However, he could not argue with his father, so he had to go home.

It was just that his father missed him and was only looking for an excuse.

They rarely controlled Ji Shu and would not usually demand anything from him.

Ji Shu also knew this, so he did not refuse. Thus, he agreed to go back.

“That’s good. You’re leaving for the capital soon for your training, right? Your parents are probably reluctant for you to leave. I won’t follow you back. I’m staying here tonight and will go back tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow? Sister Li, do you have something else to do?”

“Yes, it’s just a small matter. I’ll go back tomorrow after dealing with this.”

Hearing her say so, Ji Shu did not ask any more questions and quickly hung up the phone.

Ning Li stayed alone in the house.

It was getting dark outside.

Bang!

A firework suddenly burst into the sky.

Ning Li looked out of the window.

Yunzhou had strict fireworks regulations, where fireworks were not allowed during the holidays. Lincheng was not as strict, so there were already fireworks everywhere.

Ning Li could also hear children laughing and playing downstairs.

She watched quietly for a while and smelled the food from the kitchen.

Ning Li sent a message to Lu Huaiyu.

[Second Brother, are you coming back for dinner tonight?]

…

Hospital.

Zhang Yang had just come out of the operating room when he saw Lu Huaiyu waiting in the ward.

His arm and lower leg had been operated on, and he could still feel the effects of the anesthetics. He could not move his body and needed help to walk.

The nurse came over to hook him up to an IV drip, before quickly leaving the ward.

Anyone could tell that there was a problem brewing.

After walking around the operating room, Zhang Yang finally got scared and looked at Lu Huaiyu with his pale face.

“I…I already told you everything I know! What else do you want from me? I really don’t know who that person is!”

Lu Huaiyu smirked slightly.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t know. Let’s talk about something else. Tell me as much as you can about each and every time that you bothered the Ning family.”

Zhang Yang was dumbfounded.

How could he say it?

He did not remember much, and even if he did, there had just been too many times over the years.

Lu Huaiyu’s phone suddenly lit up.

He looked at it, slightly stunned at the message. He then smiled slightly.

[I’m going back, but I may be a little late, so you can eat first.]

Lu Huaiyu lifted his gaze.

“I still have things to do, so…you’d better talk fast.”

…

The hour hand pointed to 8:00 pm.

Knock knock.

There was a knock at the door.

Ning Li went over and asked, “Who is it?”

Lu Huaiyu’s voice came from outside the door. “It’s me.”

Only then did Ning Li open the door.

Lu Huaiyu walked in.

Ning Li glanced behind him. “Where’s Brother Xiyue?”

She thought that both of them would come.

“He’s still a little busy over there, so he couldn’t make it.”

“Oh.”

Ning Li pointed to the dining table. “I’ll go warm up the food.”

Lu Huaiyu glanced over. “You haven’t eaten yet?”

Ning Li shook her head.

She had not felt hungry and wanted to wait for them so that they could eat together.

“Second Brother, have a seat first. It’ll be ready soon.”

Ning Li walked towards the kitchen.

Lu Huaiyu followed her.

“You made pork rib soup?”

Ning Li nodded.

The corn pork rib soup was clear and aromatic.

She had boiled it for quite a long time.

Once the soup and rice were heated, Ning Li gave Lu Huaiyu a bowl.

Lu Huaiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, then picked up his phone and took a picture.

A minute later, the reserved and noble Second Master Lu finally put up his first post on his usually blank WeChat Moments.

There was no caption, only a picture of a bowl of corn pork rib soup on a wooden table with two white porcelain spoons.

The edge of the picture included half of another bowl.

Anyone could see that this was a meal for two.