Chapter 52 - Special cases (1/2)

”Who are you guys?” one middle-aged man asked suspiciously. That person was holding a baseball bat. Ling Yue involuntarily grabbed Xi Jian's arm tightly. The distance from where she stood and the factory door was too far, even if they could run there, the gate wouldn't open immediately.

”Don't get me wrong. We just came here--”

”My husband and I just walk around here. Right, dear?” Ling Yue cut him and put pressure on Xi Jian's arm.

”Why walk around in such a dirty environment?” he snorted.

”What happened, uncle?” Ling Yue prayed silently that they would not be found out and Bai Xu quickly appeared.

Another man came and added, ”You chose the wrong honeymoon spot, Miss.”

”Is that so?” Ling Yue laughed awkwardly.

Xi Jian glanced at her. ”What happened?” he did not receive a report that there was a demo at this branch office. He squinted, trying to see further. It seems that this factory continues to operate as usual regardless of the circumstances outside here.

”This company continues to dispose of its waste in the river. Even though they said the previous demands have been agreed. But they still operate like that.”

”If they agree, don't they have to provide compensation?” Xi Jian asked.

Other people were laughing. ”What compensation? We have been waiting for almost three months but no one has come!”

”What?!” Ling Yue raised her voice. ”Oh sorry, I just ... they were really too much.”

”It is true!” and other people began to pay attention to them. The more they gathered, Ling Yue was increasingly nervous. Xi Jian felt Ling Yue tremble more by his side. He released Ling Yue's grip on his arm, wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her closer.

”Darling, are you all right?” Xi Jian played along. ”Sorry, my wife seems exhausted, if you do not mind, we will excuse first.” without further ado Xi Jian took Ling Yue away from there.

They returned to the car. Bai Xu was still busy calling when they arrived there.

”Sir ... what happened?” Bai Xu saw Ling Yue's face as pale as white paper.

”Are you okay?” Xi Jian looked down at her face. She didn't talk even a bit. Her eyes are out of focus. Fear, anxiety and worry crossed Ling Yue's face.

”Miss Ling?” Xi Jian patted her arm.

No response.

”Hey Ling Yue, don't scare me like this.” Ling Yue still did not respond. Xi Jian took her hand. Ling Yue's hand felt cold. Sweat began to appear on her forehead.

”Yueyue?” Xi Jian patted her cheek, smooth. Still no response. Only her eyes moved here and there.