Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife-Chapter 473: Turn Against Each Other (4)

Zhan Dapeng knew he was referring to the car that had hit Gu Nuan.

"Do you know why?" Xiao Yebai asked as if he didn’t care much.

Since Zhan Dapeng had heard him say it, he only needed to think a little to realize much of it, and said, "Because he knew my sister-in-law would definitely rush over to save Yebai. On the other hand, if she were directly hit, Yebai would come to save her. The target was my sister-in-law, not Yebai. Of course, it doesn’t rule out the possibility that the perpetrator had a plot to kill two birds with one stone."

"What do you think it means that the car dared to hit your sister-in-law right in front of me, using me?" Xiao Yebai asked again.

Zhan Dapeng fell silent for a moment. Then, without needing to ask Xiao Yebai again, he drove straight to Changda.

In Xiao Jianming’s office, Uncle Tang poured a cup of water into Xiao Jianming’s office mug. Xiao Jianming took out a bottle of pills and was about to pour a pill into his palm when someone suddenly called from the doorway. "Director Xiao—"

In this place, only one person dared to barge in.

It was his son.

Xiao Jianming put the pill back into the bottle without hesitation, then opened the drawer and put the bottle back.

The moment the door opened and Xiao Yebai walked in, Uncle Tang, surprised, put down the kettle and asked, "Young Master, what happened to your hand?"

Xiao Jianming’s calculating eyes visibly deepened.

The arm Xiao Yebai was obviously hanging in front of his chest was tightly wrapped with a bandage, looking authentic.

Uncle Tang swallowed nervously and moved a chair for Xiao Yebai.

Xiao Yebai gestured with his uninjured hand and walked straight to Xiao Jianming’s desk.

Father and son, across a rosewood desk, face to face, eye to eye.

The room fell eerily silent, permeated with an unbearable tension.

Uncle Tang, standing nearby, could hear any sound closely, but he heard neither their voices nor even the slightest hurried breathing. He himself was already sweating coldly, his heart pounding out of his chest.

Calm.

Stern.

Like two warriors on a battlefield, one old, one young, neither needing weapons but facing each other across the empty space, their mere presence already initiating one of the most heart-stopping confrontations in history, with everyone else merely watching from afar.

As far as Uncle Tang knew, the only person who dared remain this unruffled in front of Xiao Jianming was the man standing in front of him.

Xiao Jianming’s lips twitched slightly first, his mouth slightly opening as he asked, "What’s the matter?"

As he spoke, his eyes remained fixed on his son’s suspended arm.

It was unclear what his eyes betrayed.

Xiao Yebai stood before him, as if standing on a higher ground, looking down at the old crocodile before him, and said, "You knew full well what he was going to do, and then you tacitly allowed him to hit my wife."

Xiao Jianming didn’t speak, nor did he seem prepared to respond to his son’s accusation.

"Won’t admit it, will you?" Xiao Yebai didn’t sneer, but stated in a very calm tone, "In your eyes, money is more important than human life—"

"Young Master!" Uncle Tang cried out, obviously disagreeing with Xiao Yebai’s words.

Xiao Yebai coldly swept over Uncle Tang’s face, who had interrupted him, and continued, "He knows best what he has done. Actually, I should have been very clear when he killed my mother. In his heart, his company, his career, his ambitions, are all far more important than human life."