Top-tier celebrity and internet sensation Jiang Qiao transmigrated into a novel — specifically into a campus redemption story — as the vicious rich girl villainess. In the story, she constantly...
Chapter 334
In the void, the dots of blue starlight quickly disappeared. In just a few seconds, the room returned to darkness and silence as if nothing had happened.
The snow outside was getting heavier, falling down in large flakes. Before it had time to melt when it hit the ground, it was covered by more snowflakes.
Hospital, 11pm,
The doctors and nurses who came and went all had tense expressions under their masks. No one spoke, only the red light "Surgery in Progress" in the operating room never went out.
A crisp "snap" sound was heard at the corner, and Mr. Sheng hit the leg of the person in front of him with his cane.
“Kneel down!”
Old Master Sheng was furious and used all his strength. Sheng Jing only felt a pain in his knees and fell to the ground.
He lowered his head, hiding the gloom in his eyes, and listened to Mr. Sheng's gnashing teeth and scolding.
"Sheng Jing, you have really grown up and become capable. You even dare to attack your own brother." Grandpa Sheng's face turned pale, staring at the son who once made him proud: "Who taught you? Who made you do such a pig-dog thing!!"
He had seen many cases of internal strife and killing each other, but he never thought that such a thing would happen in his own family.
Such a large area of glass is no different from a knife. If he hadn't been wearing thick clothes, he would have died on the spot. So many people were involved.
Mr. Sheng's hands were shaking as he held the cane. He took a quick-acting heart pill to avoid fainting from anger. Things had come to this point, and he couldn't change anything even if he was angry.
He just couldn't understand how someone could be so cruel to his son whom he had watched grow up.
"I told you that Sheng Group is yours, and Xiaoxun won't compete with you for it. Why do you have to kill him?!"
Why did Lu Xun have to die?
Sheng Jing raised his head slowly: "Can't you figure it out?"
He said, “I can’t figure it out either.”
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"I can't understand why you insisted on taking him back. I can't understand how a bastard like him could live a happier life than me. I can't understand why you indulge him so much."
He was obviously the eldest son of the Sheng family and should have inherited everything from the Sheng family, but why did it seem like Lu Xun had given it to him?
Why did Lu Xun do that? He was nothing but an illegitimate child, a illegitimate child who could not be seen on the stage.
Mr. Sheng's eyes were filled with shock. The anger and disappointment on his face had not yet faded. He looked quite funny.
No matter how outstanding he was, as long as he did something that was not in line with the style of the eldest son of the Sheng family, Mr. Sheng would always show such an expression, but he never did this to Lu Xun.
Lu Xun went against the entire Sheng family for a little star and even collected evidence of the Sheng Group's crimes. Now he sent himself to the operating room for that little star. He was extremely stupid and vulgar, but Grandpa Sheng still stood by him.
Sheng Jing sneered and said sarcastically: "Your good son Lu Xun wants to attack the group, what's wrong with me fighting back?"
Sheng Jing said this deliberately to hurt his heart. Old Master Sheng indeed fell silent, as if he had suddenly aged by ten years. His straight back became hunched.
After a while, he spoke, a little tiredly: "He is your brother."
"Brother?" Sheng Jing laughed until tears came out: "Half brother? A brother who wants to send me to jail?"
"Dad." Sheng Jing no longer concealed the mockery in his eyes: "Those who want to achieve great things must not act on their emotions. This is what you taught me. You beat my second uncle, and I will not lose to Lu Xun."
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As expected, Sheng Jing grew up to be a capable and courageous man, but Old Man Sheng couldn't be happy. He only felt sad and pitiful.
A night of snow had left a white mark on the ground. "Crunch" footprints were left on the white snow.
"Qiao Qiao didn't let you in?" Tang Hao asked in the rising elevator.
Xiao Ting shook her head and answered honestly to the big boss: "No, I knocked on the door but Sister Qiao Qiao didn't respond."
At 7:30 in the morning, Xiao Ting went to deliver breakfast, but no matter how hard she knocked on the door, there was no movement from inside. Fearing that something had happened, she had no choice but to contact the big boss.
Logically, she should have contacted her agent first, but Zheng Min was so busy with the trending searches on the Internet that she couldn't spare the time.
"Go buy another breakfast and bring it up in a bit." Tang Hao said.
Xiao Ting was stunned for a moment, and only reacted when she saw him start to swipe the room card: "Oh, oh, okay, I'll go right away."
The door opened, and Tang Hao stood at the door for a moment before going in. All he saw was a dark place, with the curtains drawn tightly. It was so quiet that he could hardly feel anyone's presence.
Tang Hao heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the slight breathing sound not far away. He tentatively asked in that direction: "Qiao Qiao, are you awake?"
No one spoke. Tang Hao groped his way to the window and pulled open the curtains. The room was bright again. Jiang Qiao finally spoke.
"What's up."
Her voice was hoarse, and the listener's heart trembled inexplicably. Tang Hao turned around, and his breathing stagnated when he saw the scene in front of him.
The bed was neatly made, with no sign of being opened. A laptop was casually placed on the floor. Jiang Qiao was sitting at the foot of the bed, curled up in a ball with his hands around something.
Feeling the light, she subconsciously lowered her eyes and hugged the thing in her arms tighter.
Jiang Qiao sat here all night?
Tang Hao suddenly thought of this. He felt as if there was a lump stuck in his throat. He swallowed it but it didn't get better. Then he realized that he was not breathing.
“…Qiao Qiao?” Tang Hao wanted to walk over, but was afraid to scare Jiang Qiao, so he stopped when he was about a meter away from the bed: “You, what are you doing sitting here?”
"Is there anything wrong?" Jiang Qiao asked again.
Of course Tang Hao had something to say. He wanted to tell Jiang Qiao about what happened last night, the trending searches, and Lu Xun's situation.
But when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to start, so he finally chose the one that Jiang Qiao wanted to know the most,
"Lu Xun is out of danger, don't worry too much." Tang Hao said, "Nothing serious has happened to the others either."
The Sheng family had surrounded the ward tightly, so it was already very difficult for him to find out this little information. He would not be able to find out more.
"Thank you." Jiang Qiao said.
The news that Lu Xun was out of danger did not change Jiang Qiao's mood much. She had been sitting for too long and her whole body was numb from the cold. She tried to get up several times but failed. It was Tang Hao who helped her up.
She stood up and took a long time to regain consciousness. She picked up the laptop on the ground, held the things in her arms and walked towards the door. She looked calm the whole time.
But Tang Hao knew that she was not as calm as she appeared.
"Qiao Qiao." Tang Hao hurried over and blocked the door: "Where are you going?"