Chapter 1090: You’d Better Watch Yourself!

"Madam, are you alright!"

The butler shouted, hurried over, and supported Song Yinyin.

On the other end of the phone, Lu Jihan turned pale at these words, "Yinyin? Yinyin! How are you?!"

After four or five seconds, a rustling sound came through.

Then, the butler picked up the phone and said, "Young master, the second young lady just fainted from fright. You... you’d better come back and take a look!"

"Alright, I got it!"

He hung up the phone and looked back at Song Anqi.

Song Anqi coldly laughed at him, a look of pride on her face after her scheme had succeeded: "Lu Jihan, now you should understand the taste of losing a loved one, right? Let me tell you, your son is dead for sure this time! Hahaha!"

As she was laughing with her head tilted back, a strong hand suddenly seized her throat tightly.

"Mmm... mmm... Let! Let go of me..." Song Anqi’s eyes widened, struggling to breathe, with veins bulging on her neck.

She could feel that Lu Jihan truly intended to take her life.

Luckily, someone barged in to stop his impulsive action.

"President Lu! Calm down!"

Shen Kang rushed in, grabbed Lu Jihan’s arm, and advised, "President Lu, don’t! Calm yourself! The priority now is to find Little Young Master Dabai, and we might still need Song Anqi to trace Little Young Master Dabai’s whereabouts!"

Lu Jihan was trembling with anger, wishing nothing more than to strangle Song Anqi.

Fortunately, Shen Kang arrived just in time, otherwise, Lu Jihan might have committed a murder.

His forehead veins were pulsing, his face livid, on the brink of eruption.

After a long while, he closed his eyes, as if using all his strength, and finally released Song Anqi’s throat.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Song Anqi gasped for breath, bending over and gagging, nearly suffocating.

Lu Jihan grit his teeth, glaring at the top of her head, wishing he could drill a hole with his gaze.

He suppressed his anger with great effort, finally gritting his teeth and saying, "Song Anqi, don’t think I’ve let you off easily. Even if I don’t let you die, someone will come to take your life. Beware!"

Her identity was already exposed, like a pawn placed beside him becoming a discarded piece.

Yan Zhengxiong wouldn’t allow her to become a ticking time bomb.

Since she chose this path, she deserved what was coming!

He shook his hands, wiped them with a tissue, as if he had been holding a piece of disgusting fat instead of Song Anqi’s neck.

Finally, he looked back at Shen Kang, instructing, "Shen Kang, send two teams to guard the sanatorium and Nanshan Mental Hospital."

After a brief pause, he glanced over Song Anqi’s pale face again, "And her, find someone to watch her as well!"

"Yes!"

Lu Jihan withdrew his gaze, no longer sparing her a glance, and strode out.

Once he left, Song Anqi collapsed onto the hospital bed, her face ashen.

Echoing in her ears was Lu Jihan’s deep and restrained voice—

"Song Anqi, don’t think I’ve let you off easily. Even if I don’t let you die, someone will come to take your life. Beware!"

She understood Lu Jihan’s meaning.

Yan Zhengxiong wanted her dead to silence her!

She panicked completely, trembling all over in fear.

No, she couldn’t die, nor her parents. They all must survive, no matter what!

Song Anqi looked up in panic towards the window, watching a convoy leaving imposingly, and suddenly regretted it.