Middle-aged tycoon: Twins come knocking on his door when he goes home for Chinese New Year

Li Ze drove his Audi A6 to the intersection of Zhangjiazhai and parked the car in an open space.

He sat in the car, took a deep breath, and took out his phone to call his daughter, Li Mengli.

After all, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and people are usually visiting relatives. He wasn't sure if anyone was home.

The call connected quickly.

"Hey, Dad? What's wrong?" Li Mengli's voice sounded a little surprised.

Li Ze asked:

"Honey, are you home? Where's your mom?"

"I'm at home. But Mom and my two uncles went to visit Grandma Er at the back of the village for the New Year. They just left a little while ago."

Li Ze nodded:

"Okay, wait for me a moment, I'll be at the door soon."

"Huh?" Li Mengli was somewhat surprised.

"Dad, isn't today the first day of the lunar month? Shouldn't you be paying respects to your ancestral relatives in Li Family Village? Why are you here?"

According to custom, the second day of the Lunar New Year is the day the son-in-law visits the bride's family.

Li Ze sighed, but didn't elaborate:

"There's been a bit of an unexpected situation. I have something very important that I need to discuss with your mother in person. It can't be delayed."

"What's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Let's talk about it when we meet.

After hanging up the phone, Li Ze quickly drove to the Zhang family's old house and parked his car.

After getting off the car, he strode towards the Zhang family's old house.

His heart was pounding the whole way.

How should I bring up Bai Qianyue's text message without making Ruoran angry?

Should I just hand the phone over directly? Or should I lay the groundwork first?

Just as he was thinking this, Li Ze stepped one foot across the threshold of the Zhang family's house.

Sudden.

"ah--!!"

A piercing scream came from deep within the courtyard.

The sound was sharp and piercing; even in broad daylight, it sent chills down one's spine.

Li Ze was suddenly startled, forgetting all about Bai Qianyue and Hei Qianyue, and rushed inside.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw Li Mengli standing in the middle of the courtyard.

He looked completely terrified, staring blankly in the direction of the west wing.

"Mengli! What's going on?!" Li Ze shouted.

When Li Mengli saw her father arrive, it was as if she had seen her pillar of support. With a sob in her voice, she pointed to the west wing:

"Dad! Quick! It's Zixuan! She's screaming inside!"

Without saying a word, Li Ze rushed into the west wing following the sound.

Upon entering the room, the sight before him made his pupils shrink.

Zhang Zixuan was huddled in the corner, her face pale and her hair disheveled.

She gripped a fruit knife tightly in her hand, the blade pressed firmly against her wrist.

A cut had appeared on her fair wrist, and bright red blood was flowing down her arm.

It dripped onto the floor, a shocking sight.

Two meters away from her, her third sister-in-law, Geng Qi, was holding a pair of shoes. She was so frightened that her face turned green, and she backed away step by step.

Those shoes were the Balenciaga shoes that Li Mengli gave to Zhang Zixuan yesterday.

Zhang Zixuan had completely lost control of her emotions. She brandished the knife in her hand and screamed hoarsely:

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

"Those are my shoes! Who gave you permission to touch my things! Who gave you permission to wear my shoes!"

"Get out! All of you, get out!"

Geng Qi was so frightened that her voice trembled as she held up the shoe in her hand and tried to explain:

"Oh, Zixuan, Auntie didn't mean it..."

"My aunt just thought these shoes were pretty and wanted to try them on to see if they fit, so she can buy a pair for me later..."

"I'll give it back to you now, okay? Are you really that serious? Put the knife down!"

"I won't listen! I won't listen!"

Zhang Zixuan wouldn't listen at all; her face was covered in tears and snot, and she screamed hysterically:

"You've dirtied it! That was a gift from Mengli! Why did you touch my things?!"

"I hate it when people touch my things! Why are you all forcing me to do this?!"

As she spoke, she pressed the knife deeper into the flesh, causing even more blood to flow.

When Li Ze saw this, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

People with depression are very sensitive and vulnerable emotionally; once provoked, they are capable of doing anything.

It seems that my third sister-in-law is too tactless; she insisted on touching someone else's beloved possession, which triggered the child's illness.

Li Ze did not rush forward rashly, but instead asked Li Mengli behind him in a deep voice:

"Where is your eldest uncle?"

Li Mengli said, her voice trembling with tears:

"My eldest uncle and aunt have gone to my second aunt's house... I just called them, and they said they'll be back soon!"

Distant water cannot quench immediate thirst.

By the time they return, they'll probably have bled to death.

Li Ze knew he couldn't wait any longer.

He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound calm and gentle.

He slowly took a small step forward, spreading his hands to indicate that he meant no harm.

"Zixuan, I'm your uncle. Do you remember me?"

We met yesterday.

Zhang Zixuan's eyes were somewhat unfocused as she watched Li Ze warily, without putting down the knife.

Li Ze said softly:

"Let's talk this out. Put the knife down first, okay?"

"Since these shoes are dirty, it's your third aunt's fault."

"Uncle will give you another pair. We'll buy ten pairs and fill your room with them. Nobody's allowed to touch them, okay?"

Li Mengli also called out from behind, her voice trembling with tears:

"Yes, Sister Zixuan! I'll get you new ones! You don't need these!"

But Zhang Zixuan wouldn't listen at all. She shook her head frantically and broke down in tears.

"I don't want new ones! I want these!"

"It's all her fault! It's all her fault for insisting on wearing it!"

"I don't have depression! You all say I'm sick! I'm not sick!"

"I'll die right before your eyes!"

After saying that, her eyes hardened, and she was about to forcefully slash the carotid artery in her wrist with the knife.

"not good!"

Li Ze's eyes sharpened.

At this critical moment, he made a move.

During his eighteen years abroad, he had practiced some martial arts to save his life, and his reaction speed far exceeded that of ordinary people.

He charged forward like a cheetah.

Taking advantage of Zhang Zixuan's emotional outburst, he grabbed her wrist that was holding the knife.

"Snapped!"

With his other hand, he slashed hard at the back of her hand, and the fruit knife fell to the ground with a thud.

Immediately afterwards, Li Ze used both hands to forcefully control Zhang Zixuan's wildly flailing arms.

They pinned her against the wall, rendering her unable to move.

"Mengli! A towel! A clean towel or gauze! Quickly!"

Li Ze roared.

Li Mengli was startled by the scene, but upon hearing her father's roar, her body moved instinctively.

She glanced around the room, grabbed a white towel from the cabinet, and rushed over.

"Dad! Here!"

"Hold her shoulders down! Don't let her move!"

Li Ze gave an order, then took the towel and skillfully wrapped it around Zhang Zixuan's bleeding wrist, tightening it to stop the bleeding.

These are all first aid techniques he learned after being injured abroad.

Zhang Zixuan was still struggling desperately, letting out hissing sounds like a small animal:

"Let me go! Let me die! I don't want to live anymore!"

While bandaging the wound, Li Ze said in a deep voice:

"Want to die? That's easy! But think about your parents!"

"Do you think it was easy for them to raise you?!"

After finally getting it bandaged up, the bleeding stopped.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the doorway.

"Zixuan! My Zixuan!"

The eldest brother-in-law, Zhang Jianguo, and his sister-in-law, Jiang Qiuyan, rushed in.