Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1278: Chapter 1257: The One Who Cannot Be Kept

"What?" Xiao Lin was stunned for a moment; he couldn’t quite figure out what this old geezer meant.

"Leng Yue, you really do owe this kid an apology. He was already being polite enough just letting you stay on Black Street as a guest. If you lay hands on someone else’s woman, you’d better be prepared for the consequences!" As soon as the old man finished, the two men sitting beside him immediately started yelling in dissatisfaction, while Xiao Lin tilted his head, watching him with a thoughtful gaze.

Behind those teasing eyes was sharp insight, the bearing of a magnanimous king. Xiao Lin withdrew his gaze. Suddenly admitting his own fault had to be part of some different kind of scheme; he had to be careful not to fall into their trap!

"Got it, Grandpa! I’ll apologize." Murong Lengyue unwillingly turned to Xiao Lin, blinking those beautiful eyes of hers. "I apologize for what I did to Miss Xia before. I hope Young Master Xiao won’t hold it against me."

"Heh-heh! Kid, can we sit down now and talk about this Five Great Conglomerates matter? Xiao Xiao’s hopes for you are heavy. If the Five Great Conglomerates collapse, I’m afraid the fallout won’t be limited to the economy."

Xiao Lin frowned, sat back down, and listened quietly without saying a word.

Xiao Lin’s sudden silence caught Xiao Zhenfeng’s attention. His dark eyes glanced over at Xiao Lin, seemingly casual yet not, unsure what he was thinking.

Time was slowly ticking away. During this period, aside from the occasional noise, it was all about how the two families were going to organize this unprecedentedly grand engagement ceremony. The two protagonists, however, sat off to the side as if it had nothing to do with them. When the discussion turned to making it a huge, lavish affair, Xiao Lin had wanted to say something, but every time he was glared back into silence by Xiao Zhenfeng’s eyes. On an occasion like this, the old man of the Murong Family was already giving him a lot of face. If he kept pushing his luck, things might really get out of hand.

In the end, Xiao Lin let out a sigh. "I have nothing else to say. In the current situation I can’t possibly consider personal matters. As long as Quan Xianglin still exists, there will always be danger, and Murong Lengyue will be a target of attack. Everything should wait until it’s all over before we hold it. I trust you elders don’t have any objections."

A delaying tactic! Once these words were spoken, no matter how much dissatisfaction there was, it was useless. Everyone understood the current situation. Precisely because of the reality they faced, this young man before them was reluctantly compromising like this. If they really tried to press him too hard, this one was not someone who would obediently toe the line. They understood that pushing too far would cause a backlash.

"Young Master Xiao has thought things through quite well. Leng Yue, what do you think? You’re the main character here too, you know. You’re not going to say anything?" Murong Kun turned to his daughter and asked.

"I respect Xiao Lin’s wishes and feel the same way. Palermo is very turbulent right now. I’m afraid some people will come to cause trouble when the time comes, so I also hope we can quickly wrap these things up. Besides, the successor still needs to be carefully chosen; there’s not much time. As long as Young Master Xiao promises this marriage, I’ll wait."

Such a wronged child! Xiao Lin sneered coldly in his heart. "Thanks for your understanding. Sin City has a bit of trouble lately, so I won’t stay and keep you company. Sorry."

"Xiao Lin!" Xiao Zhenfeng and Murong Lengyue called his name at the same time, but he only waved a hand at them with his back turned. Murong Xiyun shot Murong Lengyue a look, and Murong Lengyue immediately chased after him.

Hearing the clack of high heels behind him, Xiao Lin didn’t slow down. On the contrary, he quickened his pace.

"Stop right there!" Murong Lengyue kicked off her ten-centimeter-high heels and chased after him barefoot. When they reached the doorway, Xiao Lin finally stopped—because a bunch of reporters had already gathered at the entrance. At the elevator to the private restaurant, those people with cameras could spin this scene into all kinds of speculation at any moment. So he turned around, grabbed the charging Murong Lengyue, and pulled her into the partition at the side. Murong Lengyue let out a soft cry, not knowing what was happening.

"Did you call those reporters?" Right now Xiao Lin was nothing like the obedient man he’d been in the private room. The coldness was still there, but with an extra layer of open contempt.

"Am I that worthless in your eyes?" Murong Lengyue flung off Xiao Lin’s hand. She smoothed her hair and slipped her high heels back on. "It wasn’t me!"

"Ah!" This didn’t fall within the range of things Xiao Lin cared about. He glanced outside and let out a frustrated snort. "We’re not getting out through the front door. Next time pick a lower place." As he spoke, he’d already slipped over to a window. Looking out from there, it was anything but low.

"Hey, what are you doing? Planning to jump out from here?"

"Thanks to you, this is the only way." He examined the outer wall structure; there were footholds and leverage points he could use, just that it would be a bit strenuous. Once he climbed up one floor or down one floor, he could take the elevator down.

"Come with me. The kitchen route is safer."

Following Murong Lengyue, who was clearly familiar with the place, they walked down the hallway, turned two or three corners, and sure enough, an elevator door appeared before them. It was very out of the way; someone unfamiliar with the place might never find it.

"How do you know about this place?" Just as Murong Lengyue was about to press the hidden button, Xiao Lin stopped her with one hand, suspicion naked in his eyes.

"This is one of the Murong Family’s properties. Of course I’d know." Bitterness welled up in Murong Lengyue’s heart. Being suspected like this was only natural. "This elevator only goes up to the tenth floor. From there you switch to the front elevators and go down. The tenth floor is my personal residence, so don’t worry about anyone stopping you. You can’t get in without a special key."

With a ding, the elevator stopped at their floor. "Not coming in?" Xiao Lin hesitated for a moment, then stepped into the elevator. "That apology just now was sincere, so I’m asking you to stop the assassination operations against the Five Great Conglomerates as well. I won’t lay a finger on Xia Xue anymore." Xiao Lin’s lips curved. "Grandpa will let you off this time, but he won’t keep tolerating you. You should know the Murong Clan doesn’t rely on the Five Great Conglomerates, so stop doing things that will infuriate the old man. I don’t have complete control over the Murong Clan either."

Ding! The elevator doors opened just then. After a roughly two-meter corridor, there was a door with a fingerprint lock. Murong Lengyue pressed her finger to the scanner and entered.

It was a room full of feminine touches, and Xiao Lin had no intention of staying even a moment longer. "Where’s the front elevator?"

"Can’t you sit for a while? This is all the time I get to take up in your life—can’t you even spare a moment away from that woman?" The provocative words slipped out. In front of this man she could never stay rational.

"No need."

A person you can’t keep is only going to bring you more sorrow if you try. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)

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