Chapter 672 Attack

"Ranran, if you really can't let go, then look forward!"

Song Shuran nodded slightly: "I know!" She wanted to compromise now. In fact, looking back, Lu Jinghuai had been really good to her over the years, but she couldn't accept it at the beginning. An uncle who had grown up with her suddenly said to her one day, I don't want to be your uncle, I want to be your man.

He was frightened immediately and ran away in panic!

"Actually, I was the same as you before!" Fu Jiu suddenly spoke.

Song Shuran looked puzzled and asked, "What?"

"A lot happened in the Gu family on New Year's Eve. I had a miscarriage and the old man had a stroke. It was my first time celebrating New Year at Gu Sihan's house, but it left such a deep impression on me!"

Song Shuran looked at him in surprise: "Nine Brother, I didn't even hear you say that!"

"I feel really guilty. That's Gu Sihan's first child. I never thought it would turn out that way..."

Song Shuran reached out and took her hand, and comforted her softly: "Everything will be fine in the future, we will all be fine!"

"I know that people always have to look forward, Ranran, I hope you are well!"

"Well, we're all fine!"

Song Shuran stayed with Fu Jiu in the ward for more than an hour before Gu Sihan came back. Seeing Gu Sihan coming back, Song Shuran asked to leave. Fu Jiu did not try to keep her, especially since she had some questions to ask Gu Sihan.

"Third Master!" Fu Jiu called out to the doctor softly. Gu Sihan came over and looked at her bruised face with a complicated look in his eyes!

He sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch the girl's face, but pulled back before he could touch it: "Does it hurt?"

Fu Jiu nodded truthfully: "A little, but it's within my tolerance!"

"Would you like to sit up?"

Fu Jiu nodded!

After lying down for a whole day, my back and waist are really sore!

Gu Sihan leaned over and gently picked her up, leaning against the headboard. Fu Jiu looked at him, her eyes falling on his clothes. She asked curiously, "Have you changed your clothes?"

If she remembered correctly, Gu Sihan was not wearing this dress when he left this morning.

Gu Sihan nodded: "I went to do something and my clothes got dirty, so I changed!" After saying that, he reached out and gently touched the hair on her forehead.

"How's Cheng Hai?"

"I'm staying at the bureau, don't worry!"

"That's good!"

"Don't worry, I will help you vent your anger!"

"I want to vent my anger!"

"Oh? You want to do that?"

"Beat him up and send him to the police station!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Sihan was stunned for half a second, and then a look of pride appeared on his face. She was worthy of being his wife, and she thought the same as him.

Seeing the ambiguous smile on his face, Fu Jiu asked curiously, "You didn't beat him up already, did you?"

Gu Sihan didn't say anything, just sat quietly beside her and watched her. Fu Jiu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and turned her head away to avoid Gu Sihan's gaze. "Third Master, don't look at me like that. I must be so ugly now!"

"Yeah, it's ugly!"

When Fu Jiu heard this, she immediately became unhappy: "Then don't watch it. Who told you to watch it?"

"Don't worry, I don't dislike you!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Jiu reached out to hit him, but as soon as she raised her hand, she felt a wave of pain in her body, and she gasped in pain. Seeing this, Gu Sihan showed a worried expression on his face: "What's wrong?"

Fu Jiu said angrily, "Go away! Don't make me angry here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Sihan stood up and walked towards the door. Seeing this, Fu Jiu said spinelessly, "Are you really leaving?"

Gu Sihan tilted his head, a faint smile on his face: "Uncle Chen has made you some soup. I'll go get it. Don't worry, I won't leave!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Jiu's face turned red unconsciously.

I thought angrily: Why am I so impatient? I'm so angry!

On the other side, Song Shuran returned home and saw the familiar car parked in the yard. She couldn't help but quicken her pace. She reached out and opened the door with her fingerprint. When she passed the entrance hall, she saw a pair of women's shoes that did not belong to her.

Song Shuran's heart skipped a beat. She changed her shoes and walked towards the living room. Not seeing anyone there, she went to the study. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Lu Jinghuai sitting at the desk. Song Shuran said, "You go back..." After seeing the other person sitting on the sofa, the rest of the words were stuck in her throat, and the smile on her face disappeared immediately.

When Lu Jinghuai heard the noise, he turned his head to look at Song Shuran and hummed coldly.

Seeing this, Zhang Shuxian quickly stood up and said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, I recently had a scene with Jing Huai, so we discussed the script together!"

Song Shuran's eyes fell on the script on the coffee table, and she said lightly: "I didn't misunderstand. You guys help first, I won't bother you anymore!"

After saying that, she closed the door and left. Just as Lu Jinghuai was about to chase after her, Zhang Shuxian's words made him pause.

She said: "Jing Huai, she is so cold!"

Lu Jinghuai stared at the closed door in a daze!

She is not indifferent, she is disdainful!

Song Shuran returned to the bedroom, and all that came to her mind were what Zhang Shuxian had just said. So, has Lu Jinghuai been with Zhang Shuxian all this time?

What did they do?

Zhang Shuxian is the recognized daughter-in-law of the Lu family. Now she is in the same circle as Lu Jinghuai. Will something happen between them?

The more she thought about it, the more her head felt buzzing. She covered her head with her hands and shook it continuously, trying to get rid of the voices in her head, but the more she did this, the clearer the images became.

Did they hug?

Did they kiss?

Did they have sex?

Is Lu Jinghuai tired of her?

Thinking of this, Song Shuran collapsed to the ground, and those restricted images appeared in her mind. The man and woman in the images were the two people in the study.

Song Shuran kept shaking her head, muttering: "No... no..."

She got up in a trance and kept rummaging through the bedside table. She knew that she was sick and had to take medicine. As long as she took the medicine, those images would disappear and she would be fine!

But after searching the bedroom, he couldn't find his medicine.

Song Shuran stumbled out of the bedroom, holding onto the stair railing, and shouted, "Auntie Mei, have you seen my medicine? Have you seen my medicine?"

Aunt Mei heard the noise and hurried out of the kitchen: "Miss Song, what medicine do you have?"

"It's the medicine I took before. I feel really bad now. Can you help me find my medicine?"

Song Shuran's tone was urgent. The moans and growls in her head became clearer and clearer. She covered her head and banged it repeatedly.

Get out!

Stop shouting!

Get out quickly!

Aunt Mei looked at Song Shuran's condition and couldn't help but feel a little worried. She had already stopped taking the medicine because the doctor said she was recovering well, so why was she taking it again now...