Hidden identities of the AI Heiress
Chapter 832 - Chapter 832 Chapter 832 Qiao Yun Fiercely Kill Him

Chapter 832: Chapter 832: Qiao Yun Fiercely: Kill Him Chapter 832: Chapter 832: Qiao Yun Fiercely: Kill Him Li Hanzhou gripped Qiao Yun’s small hand, confirming that she was still very calm, before asking Li Miao, “What’s going on?”

Li Miao carefully watched Qiao Yun’s expression and explained with a frown, “I just saw it; they said someone was stabbed and has now been taken to the ICU.”

Upon hearing ICU, Qiao Yun’s eyebrows twitched, recalling the time Lu Zhanxing had been in a car accident and was sent to the ICU.

She took out her phone and opened Weibo.

Although she had not verified her Weibo account, she had registered in order to follow news about Lu Zhanxing, but she seldom used it otherwise.

Her eyes immediately caught the trending topic on the hot search list: #Lu Zhanxing seriously injured, now in ICU#.

Following the topic was an explosive icon, exceptionally eye-catching.

Qiao Yun’s gaze tightened, and her pink lips pressed together firmly.

Li Miao played with her hair, not very accustomed to comforting others, and suggested, “Qiaoqiao, nine out of ten things on the internet are fake news; they can exaggerate the smallest issues. I’m sure your brother is fine; it’s all media fabrication.”

Qiao Yun hummed in response without much reaction, her complexion unchanged; even Li Hanzhou couldn’t tell what she was feeling at the moment.

“I’ll make a call to ask.”

Qiao Yun immediately dialed Lu Zhanxing’s number.

“Beep… Beep… ”

The phone rang for a while but disconnected automatically, unanswered.

Qiao Yun’s brows furrowed slightly as she dialed the second number.

This time it didn’t ring for long, but it was disconnected after just one ring.

Qiao Yun’s expression grew solemn.

Li Miao was dumbstruck, exclaiming, “Ah,” and mumbled, “Your brother is so protective of his sister; he wouldn’t ignore your call. Could something really have happened?”

Qiao Yun had been quite composed just now; Lu Zhanxing had bodyguards she had sent with him, so the chances of something happening were slim. But now that his phone was unreachable, she couldn’t help feeling uneasy.

Li Hanzhou knew Lu Zhanxing was a very important brother to Qiao Yun. He softly said, “Maybe he’s occupied with something; don’t worry, I’ll send someone to check.”

Qiao Yun nodded, already considering whether to head straight back to Shangjing City.

At that moment, her phone rang.

It was Lu Zhanxing returning her call.

Qiao Yun quickly answered, softly calling out, “Brother?”

“It’s me,” Lu Zhanxing’s voice sounded lively, not at all like someone who was seriously injured, “Sorry, my phone was with Xie Ying, and as soon as I knew you called, I immediately called you back.”

Qiao Yun sighed with relief, her voice slightly hoarse as she inquired, “Brother, are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Lu Zhanxing laughed, “Saw the news?”

Qiao Yun softly replied, “Mhm.”

Lu Zhanxing cooed, “It’s all nonsense. How could your brother, with such tough luck, get into trouble? I’m sorry for worrying you, but I’m fine, don’t worry.”

Xie Ying slapped his forehead next to him; he knew he had forgotten something.

It turned out he had forgotten to inform Lu Zhanxing’s family.

Qiao Yun questioned, puzzled, “What exactly happened?”

Lu Zhanxing said exasperatedly, “I encountered a lunatic who suddenly went crazy on me and even tried to stab me. The person has now been taken to a mental hospital.”

He had felt the man was off before, but he hadn’t expected him to be actually ill.

When a mental patient goes mad and commits murder, it isn’t even illegal. He felt like he had nowhere to reason and could only consider himself unlucky.

Lu Zhanxing touched the bandage on his waist, relieved that it was just a graze that would heal with some ointment.

Qiao Yun instructed, “You need to be careful. Are you really okay?”

Lu Zhanxing reassured her repeatedly, “I’m fine, there’s no issue at all. It’s just a scrape, nothing serious. Don’t worry about me, little sister, just enjoy yourself.”

He complained grumpily, “Why am I so unlucky? All I did was attend a banquet and suddenly encountered a psycho. Thank goodness Zhou Chong was there.”

Knowing that Lu Zhanxing was fine, Qiao Yun’s mind was at ease. She chatted with him for a while longer before urging him to go and rest.

Lu Zhanxing said his reluctant goodbyes to Qiao Yun. After hanging up the phone, he suddenly looked up at Xie Ying as if he had just thought of something.

Xie Ying: “??? Why are you looking at me with this ill-intentioned gaze?”

Lu Zhanxing arched an eyebrow, “What ill-intentions? I’m just thinking, now that I’m injured, maybe we could push back my upcoming schedule.”

So he could go play with his sister.

“Haha,” Xie Ying ruthlessly refused, “Did you forget what the doctor said? Had you been any later, the wound would have healed by itself.”

Lu Zhanxing: “…”

Lu Zhanxing sighed deeply, almost grinding his teeth as he said, “Xie the Skinner, you’re really heartless. Can’t you pay a little attention to the mental and physical health of an artist?”

Xie Ying modestly replied, “Flattered. No way. Don’t pretend with me.”

He went on, “In the future, remember to tell me when you’re using the restroom, so I can accompany you and prevent such things from happening again. But really, is hotel security just for show? How could they let a lunatic barge in so easily? No, I need to have a talk with them and demand compensation!”

“First show your face and tell everyone you’re alright, or else in a bit, news of you being sent to the funeral parlor will be everywhere.”

Lu Zhanxing took the smartphone with a mix of tears and laughter and recorded a video to reassure his fans that he was safe.

…

Just after Qiao Yun hung up the phone with Lu Zhanxing, Li Hanzhou put away his phone as well and turned to look at Qiao Yun, saying slowly, “The banquet Lu Zhanxing attended was at Venus.”

Qiao Yun, bewildered, replied, “Is that so?”

Li Hanzhou’s finger touched her face, enjoying the fine feel of her skin, and pinched it good-humoredly. Just as Qiao Yun was about to get cross, he quickly withdrew his hand and coughed lightly to explain, “It’s not easy to infiltrate a five-star hotel, especially for a psychotic person. It could be a coincidence, but there aren’t many coincidences in this world.”

Qiao Yun felt a sinking feeling in her heart, as she understood what Li Hanzhou meant.

It might not be just bad luck that Lu Zhanxing was targeted. Perhaps someone did it on purpose.

Though she wasn’t familiar with the entertainment industry, she knew from the anecdotes Lu Zhanxing occasionally told her for laughs that it was easy to offend people in this circle, and there were plenty of open and covert struggles.

It’s possible that someone obstructed by Lu Zhanxing resorted to this attack.

Looking at Li Hanzhou with clear eyes, Qiao Yun said, “Thank you.”

Li Hanzhou grunted in response, “What are you thanking me for?”

Qiao Yun told him, “You reminded me.”

Li Hanzhou looked at Qiao Yun’s stunningly beautiful face that was close at hand and silently raised his hand to pinch it again, “We’re family, no need to thank me.”

Qiao Yun nodded seriously, and then seized Li Hanzhou’s hand, “Even so, no pinching.”

Li Hanzhou withdrew his hand, looking somewhat regretful.

Li Miao rolled her eyes from the sidelines, having grown accustomed to being the third wheel.

Qiao Yun’s face tensed as she thought for a moment, then took out her phone again and sent a message to Zhou You, asking him to investigate.

It was convenient that Zhou Chong was Lu Zhanxing’s bodyguard and had a clearer idea of what had happened.

If it was truly intentional.

Qiao Yun gripped her phone fiercely, thinking venomously: I’ll destroy them.