"Where did the young master go today? Who did he meet? What happened?"

Li Anran questioned Lu Shen's driver sternly, her palms sweating with nervousness.

"This, this young master told me not to say."

The driver shook his head, determined to keep the secret.

"Your young master is half-dead now, are you still trying to protect the murderer?"

Li Anran grabbed his collar, her expression full of threat.

"Young Master asked me to take him to Young Madam's place today, and then he sent me back. I really don't know where he went or who he met after that."

The driver wiped away his cold sweat and tried to explain repeatedly.

It's Jian Ruoxi again!

Li Anran was furious that Lu Shen had been in contact with Jian Ruoxi all along.

She slapped him across the face.

“Remember this! The Lu family only has one young mistress now, and that’s me. If you say anything wrong, or if I find out you’ve taken the young master to some shady places, I’ll break your legs.”

Li Anran's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he pressed closer and closer.

The driver slumped to the ground, nodding repeatedly.

"From now on, let me know where the young master is. You'll get your share of the benefits. Write down Jian Ruoxi's address and give me her bank account number. I'll transfer 300,000 to you. Remember, keep your mouth shut."

Li Anran crossed his arms, his eyes full of calculation.

She walked to Lu Shen's bedside, stroked his face with both hands, and looked infatuated.

"I really love you. Why can't you look at me more? Look, I've fallen so low just to be by your side. Don't worry, if you can't make up your mind, I'll help you. Soon we'll be together forever."

She was acting erratically, sometimes laughing and sometimes crying.

She looked at Lu Shen, who was still unconscious, and leaned down to kiss him.

"Only at times like this can you stop avoiding me."

Her smile was bitter.

Jian Ruoxi was also surprised to hear from Lu Jin that Lu Shen was injured.

"You have absolutely nothing to do with my brother being beaten?"

Lu Jin stormed over to the door in a rage, only to find that Jian Ruoxi was also completely unaware of the situation.

“I did see your brother yesterday, but he left after a short while. I really didn’t know anything about him being beaten up, and I don’t know those people either.”

Lu Jin thought for a long time, but still looked puzzled.

"Hire a private investigator to investigate and see who did it. I think since those people didn't try to kill, they probably didn't intend to kill, and they weren't after money either. It seems like they were just venting their anger."

After Jian Ruoxi finished her analysis, she fell silent.

The matter was too strange; no matter how I analyzed it, it seemed to be related to me.

After all, Lu Shen had just been beaten up after leaving her place, and it was clearly because of her.

"Could it be fans? Your and my brother's story has made headlines a few times, so it's not impossible that there are crazy fans stalking us."

While speculating, Lu Jin called a reliable private investigator.

As for calling the police, the Lu family never even considered it.

After all, once this headline was published, the label of "playboy" for the young master of the Lu family would be impossible to shake off.

With his wedding just around the corner, the wealthy young man was beaten up by fans during a secret rendezvous – this is an absolute scandal.

"Do I owe the Lu family something?"

Jian Ruoxi slumped weakly onto the table.

"Aren't you going to see my brother? He's still not awake."

Lu Jin asked tentatively.

"If I went to the hospital, your old lady would kill me. Isn't Li Anran in the hospital? What? Two women serving one husband? This isn't the old society."

She waved her hand in refusal, but a hint of worry lingered deep in her eyes.

As night fell, she quietly came to the ward alone.

The Lu family members had already left, leaving the caregiver to keep watch over them at night.

While the caregiver was out slacking off, she went in and sat down next to Lu Shen, looking at his injuries with heartache.

Seeing the sweat beading on his forehead, she quickly grabbed a towel and wiped it off.

Seeing his dry lips, she found a cotton swab, dipped it in warm water, and gently moistened his lips.

She carefully avoided the wounds and gently wiped his body.

He fell into a coma after just one night of not seeing him.

Seeing that the caregiver would be back soon, she got up to leave.

The moment she stood up, her wrist was grabbed:

"Ruoxi, don't go..."

She felt a little flustered when she saw Lu Shen regain his senses.

Hearing footsteps approaching from afar, she broke free and ran away hastily.

When the caregiver returned, Lu Shen had already fallen into a coma again.

The next day, as dawn broke, Lu Shen slowly opened his eyes.

He felt the warmth of her palm and gripped her hand tightly in excitement.

He struggled to get up, only to see Li Anran looking at him with a shy expression as she held his hand.

"Ah Shen, you're awake. I was so worried. Who did you offend this time to do something so cruel?"

Li Anran was so heartbroken that tears streamed down her face.

Lu Shen began to doubt his own mental state, wondering why he always felt that Jian Ruoxi was right beside him.

But when he opened his eyes, Li Anran was right next to him.

“I’m fine. What about Grandma? Did you not tell her? She’s old and might not be able to handle it.”

Lu Shen asked worriedly.

“You were thrown out of the car and left at the gate of the Lu family's house that day. Your grandmother happened to be home. She fainted when she saw you like that. Fortunately, the doctors and nurses were there, and you are alright.”

Li Anran comforted Lu Shen, who wanted to get up to visit his grandmother.

"Have you always stayed by my side?"

Lu Shen looked at Li Anran and asked.

She paused for a moment as she made the bed.

"Of course, I was worried about you. Grandma also needs someone to take care of her, so I just stayed at the hospital with you and didn't go anywhere else."

Seeing that Li Anran's haggard face seemed genuine, he nodded.

"Anran, thank you for your hard work."

He felt a chill in his heart; Lu Jin must have told Jian Ruoxi about his injury.

She remained completely unmoved, not even offering a greeting.

He never doubted that she had someone hurt him, but this indifference made him feel a despair that was even more painful than physical injuries.

Even if a three-year relationship is coming to an end, there should still be some lingering memories.

"Shen, I brought you some clean clothes. I'll help you wash up and put them on in a bit. Then I'll take you to see Grandma, so she can feel a little better."

Li Anran had someone bring some hot water and then came in from outside with clean clothes.

Watching Li Anran bustling about, he fell silent, unsure how to reciprocate her kindness.

"Your wife is so thoughtful. The two of you are a perfect match, a match made in heaven. We were all so envious when we saw the news. Mr. Lu prepared so many roses; his heart is truly filled with Miss Li."

The nurse came in with a fruit basket, but what she said made the two people in the room fall silent.

In just a few short months since she returned to China, everything has changed dramatically, and nothing is the same anymore.