Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 147

Chapter 147 Good Intentions

"I didn't! Don't talk nonsense. This is self-defense." Lyra immediately closed the door. "Also, hurry up and let your bodyguard leave. Otherwise, you will alert the enemy." She subconsciously glanced at the door Was her beautiful, gentle, and elegant appearance all fake?

The woman standing in front of him was rude and barbaric, and she refused to admit defeat.

Hank looked at her steadily. He really felt that he had never clearly understood what kind of woman his ex-wife was. That kind of regretful and pitiful thought drilled into his heart and slowly tore open a hole. Meeting his scrutinizing but different from usual gaze, Lyra frowned.

She walked up to He Xiao, a little annoyed, and reached out to check her condition. "What are you doing?" "You can't touch her before you know what she drank." Hank stopped her. "Are you concerned about my life?" Lyra asked. The man frowned and his throat froze for two seconds. "No matter what your purpose is, please let go. Go back to where you came from. I don't need the concern of people like you." Lyra shook him off and reached for He Xiao's carotid artery. Fortunately, her breathing was smooth. Although her pulse was weak, it did not disappear. Moreover, the unknown redness on her face had already dissipated. At present, it seemed that the thing in the champagne glass only caused dizziness. Lyra reached out to pick up the fragment and smelled it. Perhaps it was because He Xiao had a little bit of it. Then, she conducted a second search in the room and found several recording pens, but they were not in the recording state and there was no video equipment.

Lyra frowned and paced around the room. She could not figure out what He Xiao planned to do after she drugged her.

She was immersed in her thoughts. She only knew that Hank's bodyguard had left. When she turned around, she saw that he was still sitting on the sofa.

"You are not leaving?"

Lyra always felt that he was like glue recently. They would meet wherever she went,

and he was particularly difficult to shake off. Hank crossed his long legs and said lightly. "I'm afraid that you will destroy the corpse."

"What nonsense are you talking about! She just fainted. It's not like she's dead." Lyra pointed at the unconscious He Xiao on the ground.

"Who knows what you would do if I didn't come?" Hank said coldly, without any warmth, the corners of his lips gently raised. "Hank, don't slander me." Lyra gritted her teeth. She felt even more annoyed in her heart.

"I'll stay here just in case. You don't have to worry about me. Go on," Hank said slowly when he saw that she was really a little angry. Lyra glanced at him, unable to figure out what he was thinking. Just in case? In case of murder? Lyra muttered a dirty word and walked into the kitchen to check the dishes. The corners of Hank's mouth curled into a faint smile and his gaze followed her. Originally, he really did not intend to interfere. However, he saw that Lyra had actually taken a piece of meat with her hand and was about to put it into her mouth.

He rushed over, grabbed her wrist, and pinched her chin with his other hand. His eyes were filled with worry. "Do you have any in your mouth? Spit it out!"

Damn it.

That woman was clearly Yun Xi's person. They might have put something in this dish. The strength in Hank's hand was so great that it left a mark on Lyra's cheek. "You, let go of me first. I wasn't going to eat it," she said. Only then did Hank let go of her hand. The next second, Lyra crushed the meat in her hand and looked like she was teaching him a lesson. "It looks like meat, but in fact, it is not. If someone eats it, it will secrete something on their tongue. Simply put, it will cause people to hallucinate."

As she spoke, she threw the food away and washed her hands with the tap.

She turned around and saw Hank deep in thought.

"But don't worry, this must have been bought through a special channel. Normally, there won't be any. But if it's an underground casino or a prison, it's possible." She said indifferently, as if she was saying something very ordinary.

At that moment, her unconcerned appearance stung Hank's heart.

She was born into a rich and powerful family, how could she know such dirty things? She would check a fainted woman with her bare hands, and she would offer information to the paparazzi. These were all dirty tricks.

But she could only use these to protect herself.

"Where did you learn these?" His eyebrows condensed.

"Prison. In the future, when you go in, you will know that there are all kinds of people in there." Lyra lifted the pillow on the sofa, glanced back at him, and smiled calmly. "You will definitely know because I will personally send you in."

Even at this stage, she still did not forget her hatred for him. Hank did not speak again. He watched as Lyra took out He Xiao's phone and dialed Yun Xi's number.

The call went through and the other side cursed.

"Why is it so slow? I saw Hank go to your house just now. Now..." "Teacher Yun Xi, you are too anxious. If you can't raise the money, you can tell me. You just have to use such an extreme method. However, I have already sent the contents of your memory card to the company management office." Lyra smiled sarcastically. "You bitch!"

The other side began to scold even more fiercely.

Lyra took the phone a little further away and looked down at the still unconscious He Xiao. "Come over and give me a hand." "Me?" Hank frowned.

"Is there anyone else here? I can't move her by myself. It's too heavy." "You hold the legs," Lyra said, skillfully circling behind He Xiao's shoulder. Hank was sure that this was not the first time she had done such a thing. His face was more gloomy now. When he and Lyra put He Xiao on the bed in the bedroom, Hank pulled her again. "You..." Lyra looked up at him. Without waiting for him to speak, she slapped his hand away. "Don't look at me with that kind of pitiful gaze. You are not worthy to sympathize with me." After saying that, Lyra left He Xiao's house directly.

Hank followed not far behind her and made a phone call.

"Mr. Barnwell, what is it?" Brother Logan's voice came. "Building 5, second floor, help me clean up.”

He put down his phone and quickened his pace to catch up with Lyra. "My car is here. I'll take you." He was worried that Yun Xi would find her. "I'm going to the hospital," said Lyra, who was not familiar with the road. "Why are you in such a hurry to accompany Nore?" asked Hank, frowning. Obviously, Lubi family did not care about her life or death at all. Did this woman have to kiss their asses? "That's right. I can't wait." Lyra rolled her eyes at him and opened the door of co-pilot's car.

The driver was shocked.

The next second, Hank gave the driver a look, and the driver immediately got out of the car.

Hank sat in the car and stepped on the accelerator. He charged the yellow light three times in a row, and the speed was frighteningly fast. Lyra could not help but frown. "Do you need to vent your anger on the car? It's not like Tasked you to send me."

There was only one thought in her mind. Hank must have been angered by the news online.

Unexpectedly, the man snorted contemptuously. "I want you to relive the feeling of racing with Nore. After all, he might die on the operating table tomorrow." "What did you say!?"