Chapter 315 Rumors are circulating in the company that you're a mistress.

Just as Bai Yu was about to walk out, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Tong Hua walked in covered in wounds, a shocking sight. Her arms and feet were covered in blood, and her beautiful chin was also cut.

Fortunately, it wasn't heavy.

But there were red, swollen handprints on his face.

Without saying a word, Bai Yu took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.

"Who did this? With your fighting skills, how could anyone hurt you? Did you learn nothing from all that training before?"

"This time, I've run into someone who doesn't care about their life." Tong Hua looked pitiful, but her legs suddenly went weak.

Bai Yu quickly wrapped his arms around her waist...

The rooftop garden finally quieted down.

Sheng Weiwei used the ground as leverage to slowly get up.

All the bones in my body felt like they were about to fall apart, and waves of pain came at me.

She picked up the coat that had been tossed aside, slowly put it on, then reached out to tidy her messy hair and smooth out the wrinkles on her clothes.

After doing all this, she dragged her heavy steps out.

Tong Hua has long since disappeared.

She walked back down the corridor, slowly and hesitantly making her way towards the private room.

Every step she took aggravated her injuries, causing her to gasp for breath in pain.

Sudden.

The door to the private room in front was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Bai Yu's tall figure appeared at the doorway, carrying someone in his arms.

It's Tong Hua.

Tong Hua's fair arms and legs were covered with crisscrossing bloodstains, cut by rose branches, looking bloody.

She was wearing a white suit jacket.

At that moment, she was nestled weakly in his arms, her eyes brimming with tears that seemed about to fall. She looked so pitiful that I felt sorry for her.

Sheng Weiwei was protected by her clothes, so her scratches weren't serious, but Tong Hua punched and kicked her several times.

My internal organs are burning with pain.

This woman is ruthless; her fighting prowess is off the charts, and every move she makes is aimed at killing.

She endured the churning pain inside her body, her face expressionless, her gaze fixed straight ahead, and walked past him.

The fleeting moment when we brushed past each other.

Bai Yu's gaze, however, fell directly on her right hand, which was hanging at her side.

Blood was flowing between her fingers.

One drop.

Another drop.

It hit the smooth floor, leaving a small red stain.

His heart tightened without warning.

"Yang Fan".

Bai Yu's voice was chillingly cold.

He handed Tong Hua, whom he was holding, to Yang Fan, who had followed him, and said, "Take her to the hospital."

Before he finished speaking, he had already turned around, strode off, and quickly chased after Sheng Weiwei.

Sheng Weiwei went into the restroom at the end of the corridor.

Bai Yu stood at the door and waited for a long time, but there was no movement from inside.

A bad feeling crept into my heart.

He didn't care about anything else and just pushed the door open and barged in.

The sight before him made him stop breathing.

She lay on the cold ground, her face deathly pale.

"Weiwei!"

"Weiwei!"

He rushed over and carefully half-lifted her up, letting her lean against him.

His gaze fell on her bloodied right hand, then he saw several cuts on her slender neck and collarbone, from which blood was seeping out.

He reached out and gently took off her coat.

The white shirt was stained a large area of ​​blood at the chest.

shocking.

Bai Yu's fingers trembled slightly as he continued to unbutton her shirt.

Beneath his clothes were numerous bruises and welts, and a deep wound on his left chest.

He could imagine how hard the killer had hit her and how much pain she was in.

He felt as if his heart was being squeezed tightly, and the pain was so intense that he could hardly breathe.

He picked her up in his arms and ran wildly towards the door.

An uncontrollable surge of anger rushed to his head.

He's going to make that woman pay the price!

...

When Sheng Weiwei woke up, her whole body was screaming in pain.

She lay in a completely unfamiliar room, the air filled with the cool scent of medicine, her wounds carefully bandaged.

She felt like a tattered rag doll that had been patched up.

The door creaked open, and Gu Xingnian, carrying a bowl of medicine, strode in.

"Awake? Don't move around."

Gu Xingnian walked a few steps to the bedside and reached out to support her. "Does it still hurt?"

This was the second time Gu Xingnian had treated her injuries.

The first time was in Maduri, where she was whipped all over, leaving her covered in bloody welts.

This external injury may not look serious, but it damaged the internal organs.

Last night, Bai Yu took her to the hospital for an X-ray, brought her back here, and then brought over all the famous doctors in the city, keeping her busy until midnight.

The final diagnosis was that all her internal organs were damaged. Fortunately, there was no major bleeding, but she would need six months of slow recuperation to fully recover.

As soon as it was light, he went out without saying a word, looking exhausted.

But his eyes held a ruthless, cold glint.

"Where am I? How did I get here?" Sheng Weiwei moved, which aggravated her wounds.

"A safe place for you to rest and recover."

"Come on, drink your medicine first." Gu Xingnian scooped up a spoonful of medicine, intending to feed her.

Sheng Weiwei stretched out her uninjured left hand and snatched the medicine bowl.

"I'm not at the point where I can't take care of myself."

She tilted her head back and drank the bowl of bitter medicine in a few gulps.

"Are you hungry? I made you some porridge." Gu Xingnian picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth.

"Hmm, not hungry yet." Sheng Weiwei propped herself up and sat up, looking down at herself and saying with self-deprecation, "I've made such a pathetic mess that I can't even wear a dress for my birthday."

She suddenly made a joke.

"Won't men be scared away by me like this?"

However, the thought of Tong Hua's miserable state made her feel a sense of satisfaction.

Tong Hua can forget about wearing her precious cheongsams; she'll have to wrap herself up like a mummy for her engagement banquet.

Thinking about that scene made her feel a little better.

"Getting well first is the most important thing." Gu Xingnian looked at her and hesitated before speaking, "How about we cancel the birthday party in a couple of days..."

"Of course not!" Sheng Weiwei immediately retorted, her eyes resolute. "It must be done, and it has to be a big one!"

"Why should everyone else be happy while I have to suffer here all by myself?"

Looking at her stubborn expression, Gu Xingnian added another sentence.

“Yesterday, your brother stayed here to watch over you all night.”

"He invited several renowned doctors to consult on your case, just in case you suffer internal injuries."

He wasn't overjoyed.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Weiwei was completely stunned.

Didn't he carry Tong Hua away?

Where does he find the time to care about her?

"He was afraid I would make things difficult for Tong Hua again, and he was atoning for his fiancée's sins." She came up with an extremely far-fetched reason.

What else?

Does he expect her to say that he still has feelings for her?

She herself didn't believe such a statement.

Gu Xingnian shook her head helplessly.

It seems that this knot between the two of them won't be easily untied.

"I've applied some special medicine powder to your face. You should stay here quietly for the next couple of days so you don't scare your parents when you go home," Gu Xingnian instructed. "Go back on your birthday."

"What about my birthday party?" Sheng Weiwei was still worried.

"Don't worry, your parents care even more than you do. Not one of your hundred-plus talented young men can be missing; they all have to be there." Gu Xingnian was amused by her. "You just need to look beautiful at the event; don't worry about anything else. I'll have someone make a new dress for you."

"You're the best." Sheng Weiwei finally smiled.

She gestured with her chin at Gu Xingnian, "You and Fu Beichen must come to my house to celebrate my birthday. If he dares to go there, you're divorcing him right now!"

Fu Beichen, standing some distance away, felt a chill run down his spine.

"And Young Master Huo too!"

"If he dares to be a fence-sitter, he can forget about marrying our Qingning in this lifetime."

Huo Shenyuan: ...

"That woman is amazing. Once I'm better, I'll definitely hire a personal trainer to train properly."

"I would be no gentleman if I didn't avenge this," Sheng Weiwei said bitterly.

Seeing her so energetic, Gu Xingnian felt a little more at ease.

That evening, after having dinner with her, Gu Xingnian went to the Sheng family's house.

She needed to breastfeed her two children and then wait for Fu Beichen to come and pick her up.

Sheng Weiwei was alone in the empty villa. She slowly got out of bed and went to the balcony.

This is a beautiful villa built halfway up a mountain.

The wind was gentle, carrying the unique scent of grass and trees from the mountains.

Standing here, you can overlook the dazzling night view of half the city, where the twinkling lights converge to form a shimmering galaxy.

it's beautiful.

She guessed that this place must be Fu Beichen's property, which was why Gu Xingnian felt at ease leaving her here to recover from her injuries.

Back in her room, she turned on her phone, which had just been fully charged.

The screen lit up, and dozens of messages and more than a dozen missed calls popped up one after another.

Lin Xiaoli's WeChat profile picture is prominently displayed at the very top of the contact list.

Click to open.

It's a photograph.

In the photo, Bai Yu is carrying her as they stride out of the hotel.

Her face was frighteningly pale, her eyes were tightly closed, and her right hand, hanging limply, revealed a glaring blood-red hue.

He frowned deeply, his eyes fixed on her in his arms, his usually stern face revealing undisguised worry and anxiety.

[Sister Weiwei, are you hurt? Are you alright?]

Rumors are circulating throughout the company that you're a homewrecker, having broken up Mr. Bai and Ms. Tong's relationship!

Upon seeing this message, Sheng Weiwei's heart clenched.

She remembers it very clearly.

Didn't Bai Yu carry Tong Hua away last night?

How did the person in the photo become myself?

third party?

The word sounds both ridiculous and pathetic.

The photo was posted online like a bolt from the blue, causing an uproar instantly.

The next second, the phone screen lit up again, and the caller ID showed "Dad".

Sheng Weiwei's heart skipped a beat; she was a little scared, but she still took a deep breath and answered the phone.

"dad."

On the other end of the phone, Sheng Chengjun's tone was full of worry.

"I saw the photo. How's the injury on your hand? Is it serious?"

"Dad, I'm fine, it's just a minor injury. I'll go home tomorrow."

She was thankful that the photo was taken from a tricky angle, only capturing the injury on her hand and not showing anything else.

"I'm sorry about the photos. I'll handle it. Someone is deliberately trying to smear me," she quickly explained.

"We'll talk about it after you've recovered," Sheng Chengjun said without uttering a single word of blame.

"As a public relations director, this little thing is no problem for you. I have faith in your abilities."

"Thank you, Dad."

Sheng Weiwei's cheeks flushed slightly, a mixture of shame and emotion.

After hanging up the phone, she stared at her phone for a few seconds before sending a message to Lin Xiaoli, asking her to stabilize public opinion within the company.

Then she dialed another number.

"Brother Jie, I need your help."

...

After dealing with all the urgent matters, it was already past ten o'clock.

She quickly washed up, lay down wearily on the bed, turned off the main light in the room, leaving only a small nightlight emitting a warm orange glow.

Not long after, just as she was about to fall asleep, the door lock made a very soft "click" sound.

Someone has come in.

She remained lying on her right side, and in the darkness, she suddenly opened her eyes.

She could feel the mattress behind her sink slightly.

A familiar, crisp scent wafted through the air, clean and cool, the scent that belonged only to that person.

It turns out, this isn't Fu Beichen's place.

It belongs to Bai Yu.

A warm, large hand reached out and carefully wrapped around her waist, its movements so gentle that it was afraid of hurting her.

The man's tall body pressed against her back, the warmth of his chest seeping through her thin nightgown.

"sorry."

His voice was low, heavy with hoarseness and regret, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

"It's my fault for not protecting you."

He paused, then tightened his grip on her arms.

"From now on, I will never let anyone hurt you in the slightest."

His words were filled with unwavering resolve and a deep, broken heart.

Sheng Weiwei remained motionless, her eyes tightly closed, even her breathing was very soft, pretending that she was already fast asleep.

She didn't want to talk to him.

I don't want to argue with him anymore.

This is the last night.

Once his engagement party with Tong Hua is over, she and he will have no further connection.

She gently closed her eyes, but a warm tear uncontrollably slid down her cheek and disappeared into the pillow...

The man behind her noticed the slight trembling in her body.

He didn't say anything, but simply pulled her into his arms, rubbed his chin against the top of her head, and gently patted her back with his large hand.

The movement was very gentle, yet it carried a calming power.

In his arms, her tense nerves slowly relaxed, and she finally fell into a deep sleep.

He lowered his head and kissed away the moisture that had not yet dried from the corner of her eyes.

He didn't want her to be obedient or patient; he'd rather she argued and fought with him and be unreasonable, as long as she was safe and healthy!

He gently stroked the wounds on her body, his heart aching terribly...

The next morning, Sheng Weiwei left the villa.

He returned to the company with his injury, his right hand still wrapped in glaring white gauze.

As soon as she entered the office, everyone gave her strange looks.

They were all talking in hushed tones, whispering among themselves.

It seems that everyone firmly believes she was a mistress.

Lin Xiaoli rushed over, "Sister Weiwei, why are you back at the company? How's your injury?"

"It's alright." Sheng Weiwei shook her head. "If I don't come back, how can this show continue?"

Suddenly, Sheng Chengjun walked in, followed by Chief Secretary Shen Yi. Everyone stood up in shock...