Mama's Princess Is Daddy's Beloved

"What are you shaking your head for? You know one should not be too arrogant in front of his death, otherwise, it comes really painful". Pan Hong sneered, feeling at the edge seeing the man so ignorant of his threat. He knew that he wasn't holding a strong idea of the situation, but right now, still, he was the one whose one movement could decide the man's life status.

Hearing his words, Qi Shuai briefly glanced at him with disinterest as he said, pressing his lips together. "Arrogance? Mister, can't you see? That's clearly confusion, not arrogance. I am confused about something and trying to recall it. Furthermore, what death are you talking about? Currently, this is the devil's domain. Before you think of even slitting my neck, he will be here". He said, being very confident and casual in his tone, but paused with disappointment before continuing again, "But at the moment that's not my concern. I have something else to think about".

He said, bringing the man at the brink to lose his patience with him.

Pan Hong could not handle more. Increasing the grip on the knife, he nodded, "Fine, let me test your confidence in your friend. I doubt he is even interested in saving you". He said for the last before slowly moving the knife on his neck.

But before the scratch could go any deeper, a sharp yelp was heard in the room along with a soft yet sharp sound of a gunshot.

The knife that was scratching the skin of Qi Shuai flew away in an instance as Pan Hong's footing stumbled back, bringing him in imbalance. His pupils held an expression of horror as it immediately darted to look at the door from where the attack was made. No prior warning, no prior words came, instead everything happened so fast that even his expectation was taken aback for a second.

"You are only coming now? Were you waiting for me to die first before you came to my rescue, Shufen? Do you even not care for my state? Even the Devils of the Hell will be sympathetic to me at this condition, yet being the Devil of this world, you don't care. How cruel can you be to your friend?" Qi Shuai complained when saw his friend coming in at a crucial time.  His hands pressing on the fresh wound he got on his neck, while eyes sending gazes filled with accusation in a particular direction.

But to all his words, Feng Shufen didn't give any response, rather looked over his shoulder to gesture to his secretary for the next move.

Getting the commanding gaze of his President, Gao fan at once called the team of doctors to come in to take a look at the gunshot wound, while the group of bodyguards took their positions out the corridor.

At his ignorance, Qi Shuai could not help but pout. Restraining his words in, he just stared disdainfully at his friend for a moment before saying, "I never expected that you would childishly hold a grudge against me. What I just did was to compare my position in your life with Sister–in–law. Do you have to get offended by such a simple thing? Tsk, tsk! I was expecting a lot better from you, Shufen".

He said as he let a doctor come and clean the scratch on his neck. "Doctor, make sure to hide this scratch properly. My heartless friend might not care about this, but believe me, my Sister-in-law is a lot better. She has a heart with which she cares for me …" He said but half of his words got stuck in his throat when caught the threatening glare of his friend coming his way. "Of course, cares for me as a brother" He added, making the correction required in his words.

While on the other side, Pan Hong winced as his hand bled. The doctors were attending to his wound while his eyes were busy condemning Feng Shufen at a distance. "You missed your target with a great gap. I never expected the great President Feng's skills with the gun would be this useless." He said through his gritted teeth and behind him, Qi Shuai could not help but shook his head.

Did he really think that no one else but the Feng Shufen will ever miss his aim? The one who was the gold medalist in the shooting was being condemned for being useless with guns. What other big joke can one crack after this?

"President Feng! The bullet has just scratched his muscles, keeping the damage in control. There is nothing to worry about as we have cleaned the wound and bandaged it well". The doctor said before gesturing to the nurse to wrap the arrangements inside and follow him out the room.

Once left, Feng Shufen stared at Pan Hong, leisurely sitting on the couch while waiting to hear the rest of the story. Though there was an air of nonchalance around, that air of nonchalance didn't help the darkness dissipate from Feng Shufen's aura. It still remained threateningly cold and dark.

Gao Fan, from the corner, came forward with the gun from earlier before keeping it suggestively on the table at the front of his President. "You should reveal the things fast if you don't want to regret the things later". The secretary advised in a clear sense before stepping back to stand behind Feng Shufen.

"Mhm … Even I am curious to know the things that led everything to a drastic and unimaginable point. What identity does my sister-in-law hold to make you conceal things from her past like this?"  Qi Shuai asked, being curious about the things he had learned back in the clinic and also the things that happened next.

A lot of things were there that were suggesting some direction but at this point of time, he could not dare to be reckless or over-perceptive to take on his assumption that has a minimum percentage of surety. He thought to himself as his eyes briefly went to stare at his friend with some meaning that he kept concealed in his heart for now.