I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 898 - 896 They Don’t Even Count as Trivial Matters (2)

Chapter 898: Chapter 896 They Don’t Even Count as Trivial Matters (2)

Having said that, Han Jingnian bent down, scooped up Xia Wan’an in a horizontal carry, and stuffed her into the car.

Before Xia Wan’an could settle herself, the car door slammed shut with a "bang," and she instinctively tried to push the door. It was then that she realized Han Jingnian had locked it from the outside. Through the car window, she saw Han Jingnian straighten up, slowly turn toward those men, and from the movement of his lips, Xia Wan’an faintly made out what seemed to be, "Come at me, no need to wait even a minute." Then they surrounded Han Jingnian...

So, that minute Han Jingnian mentioned just now... did it mean he was telling those men to wait a minute for him to finish treating her wound before starting the fight?

Xia Wan’an’s fingertips, gripping the car handle, couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

Outside the car, Han Jingnian, faced with several menacing men, still had that calm, water-like expression. As they closed in, he stood there unhurriedly, unbuttoning two buttons from the collar of his shirt, then took off his cufflinks at the wrist, carefully tucked them into his pocket, and only after putting them away did he finally make his move.

Xia Wan’an had known since Han Jingnian proved his better fighting skills over Zhang Te and Xie Lin that he was not ordinary, but it wasn’t until today that she realized his casual words about practicing when he was bored with Zhang Te and Xie Lin at the badminton court, were not a lie—back then, he really was just casually honing his skills...

Today, Han Jingnian’s attacks were both fierce and precise, each strike aiming directly for the vitals. Despite the car’s top-notch soundproofing, Xia Wan’an could hear the men’s screams of agony.

Before long, the previously arrogant men were now covering their arms, clutching their stomachs, or hugging their thighs, lying on the ground groaning and unable to get up... Compared to their pitiful state, Han Jingnian now, with his bangs soaked in sweat and his chest heaving, seemed utterly dominant.

However, very soon, Han Jingnian dismissed those lopsided men on the ground and set his sights on Ai Jiang who was almost crawling out of the factory at the corner of the wall.

The look from Han Jingnian made Ai Jiang’s arms go weak, and she collapsed onto the ground.

As she scrambled up in panic, Han Jingnian’s dress shoe had already come to a stop right in front of her.

Ai Jiang shuddered all over in fright, her instincts telling her to flee backward, but before she could act, Han Jingnian had gripped the collar of her clothes and his handsome hand was choking her neck.

His grip was strong, his eyes swirling with a thick ferocity. Soon Ai Jiang’s face turned the color of liver... yet Han Jingnian showed no intention of releasing her. As Xia Wan’an watched with more and more concern, afraid that Han Jingnian might accidentally strangle Ai Jiang to death, she hastily began to pound on the window.

Too far to hear her knocking, Han Jingnian remained oblivious to her distress. Xia Wan’an looked left and right, noticed the car engine hadn’t been turned off, and plunged onto the steering wheel, furiously honking the horn.

The piercing noise finally shook Han Jingnian awake. He glanced back slightly and, through the windshield, locked eyes with Xia Wan’an; then he pulled out the car keys and unlocked the doors.

Hearing the "click" of the lock disengaging, Xia Wan’an hurriedly pushed open the door, tumbled out of the car, and cried, "Han Jingnian... let her go, if this continues, someone will die. It’s not worth it to risk yourself for someone like her!"

(Han Jingnian: She might not be worth it, but you are. There are 7 Chapters left until I go to sleep~)