Crafty Huaxia people, truly shameless!
If Ye Tian knew what Qiao was thinking, he probably wouldn't feel ashamed—on the contrary, he might actually be quite proud. Water should flow into your own fields, not others'; pointing knives at foreigners is not shameful. When the Eight-Nation Alliance was knocking at our doorstep years ago, you were among them. What goes around, comes around—it's your turn to be trampled upon.
Qiao waved his hand and said, "We can talk more later. But please believe in my sincerity."
"Of course, of course, we all have sincerity, hehe, let's go outside and talk," Ye Tian turned around and said to Gui Xiao, "You stay and take care of my wife."
Ye Tian emphasized the word "wife" heavily, regardless of whether Qiao believed him or not, he had to put on a good show first.
Qiao left without saying a word. Ye Tian and another person followed up, while Gui Xiao sat in the hospital room patiently waiting for Jenny to wake up.
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