Chapter 65 (1/2)

Most of the people present had been injured. Fortunately, there were no deaths.

Galatea tore off her sleeves with dense flower pattern, tied her hair with them and tried her best to help everybody around her. Looking at the chaotic scene, Huang Xuan forced a bitter smile. ”It seems that my dinner plan has been ruined.”

Another ambulance had arrived. Huang Xuan rubbed his face and stepped forward to help the doctors carry the casualties. Few people had seen the dagger, and no one knew what had caused such an explosion-like scene.

Huang Xuan found a pair of tennis shoes that were for the guests only in the lounge. He came to Galatea and said naively, ”High heels must be uncomfortable. Why don't you wear these?”

Galatea had been busy tying the tourniquet for so long that her legs had been numb. The floor was covered with sc.r.a.ps, making it more uncomfortable and uneasy to wear high heels. She took the new tennis shoes over in embarra.s.sment. Huang Xuan looked silly with the shoes in his hands. She couldn't help laughing and said, ”Thanks.”

”You're welcome.” Huang Xuan also smiled, unaware that himself was covered with dust too. Seeing that Galatea had started bustling about again, Huang Xuan said with regret, ”It seems that our dinner plan has to be canceled. Let's take a rain check.”

”OK.” Somehow, Galatea sounded relieved.

Huang Xuan stood there, looking at Galatea resignedly and feeling strange.

Huang Qunsheng heard the news soon and got to the storing farm by helicopter. He looked terrible because of either staying up or worry or both.

Neither the father nor the son told the mother about what had happened. After the last ambulance had left, Huang Qunsheng glared at Huang Xuan and handed him a phone.

”Call your mom.”

Huang Xuan knew his own father too well to be taken in. He patted his own chest and said, ”I'm out of breath. You do it.”

Huang Qunsheng glared at his son again and dialed the number. After a while, he gave the phone to Huang Xuan and said, ”Your mom wants to talk to you.”

”Son, are you all right?” Zhang Xinyi asked anxiously.

”Yes.”

Hearing the familiar voice, Huang Xuan's eyes welled up. He turned his head to avoid his father's eyes.

”I am fine. I was not even scratched. Don't worry, mom.”

”That's good...” Zhang Xinyi started babbling, but Huang Xuan wasn't annoyed at all and kept listening.

”Son, do you want to come home?” Zhang Xinyi asked suddenly.

”Come home?”