"…What are you doing? Let me go!" Su Yun tried her best to push away the man behind her.

"You forgot what you just said at the dinner table?...Huh?!"

Sheng Huai's face was frozen with coldness. He loosened the collar of his shirt, revealing his well-defined chest muscles.

Su Yun stared and sneered.

"…You are a villain!"

There was a flame in his eyes...

"Small?!".

He snorted coldly.

…

That's all.

Sheng Huai leaned against the head of the bed, his angular lines winding down to his sexy shoulders and back, with beads of sweat condensing on them.

He shook the cigarette case and lit a cigarette.

As the scarlet cigarette butt flickered, he spoke slowly, "Move back home. It's time for enough of the trouble."

Su Yun met his gaze: "Impossible!"

The temperature in the house, which had just been hot, dropped to freezing point in an instant.

He pinched her fair and delicate face with his big hands, speaking in a playful and frivolous tone.

"Have you really thought it through?"

She turned her face away: "I've thought about it."

Sheng Huai's face suddenly turned cold. He stood up and slowly buttoned his shirt, holding his belt in his hand.

He looked down at her: "Su Yun, other than your good looks, what else do you have to be proud of?"

Su Yun's eyes were calm: "Mr. Sheng, you are right, I still have this face after the divorce."

How could a proud man like Mr. Sheng tolerate his wife saying such words!

He stood at the door, his face livid.

"ah……"

Su Yun screamed, the gurgling red blood against her fair shoulders was shocking in the night.

He didn't move for a long time, staring at the red on her shoulders, his fingertips trembling as he gripped the belt tightly.

"Su Yun..."

"I didn't mean to..."

"Sheng Huai..." In the moonlight, Su Yun's hair was as white as snow, with long hair falling to her waist, making her look like a goddess.

"Sheng Huai." She said calmly, "Please let me go."

He held her tightly, almost gritting his teeth.

"Su Yun."

"If you don't love me, you are not allowed to love others!"

"In this life, you are destined to live and die in the Sheng family!"

midnight.

It started raining again outside the window.

Su Yun got up and went downstairs, running all the way to the gate of the villa.

But it was too late and it was raining heavily, so it was impossible to get a taxi.

She was hit by the rain for a long time, and finally she couldn't hold on anymore and fell down with her body limp.

Sheng Huai came out of the guest room, paused at the bedroom door for a few seconds, and then rushed into the rain.

At the intersection, Su Yun lay motionless in the rain like a lifeless rag doll.

He held her in his arms, his hands shaking, and ran back to the villa amidst thunder and lightning. He was tripped by gravel on the road, but without any hesitation, he used his knees and elbows as support to protect Su Yun.

He carried her upstairs quickly, and the servants were panic-stricken at the scene before them.

The lady was soaked to the skin, her eyes closed and she looked lifeless.

The gentleman's knees and elbows were covered in blood, and large patches of blood had seeped through his white shirt.

shocking.

The personal doctor arrived shortly afterwards.

After examining Su Yun, he stood up and walked to the table to get some medicine.

"My wife?"

The doctor turned around and looked at the man in front of him through his lenses.

"Mrs. Sheng got caught in the rain and caught a cold."

"but……"

"She is too weak. She must rest more. Otherwise, it may cause other problems."

Sheng Huai understood what the doctor meant.

His eyes fell on the bed. She had lost a lot of weight.

The doctor frowned, looking at his blood-stained arm.

"Boss Sheng, let me help you take care of your wound."

The blood on his elbows had dried, soaking through his white shirt and sticking to his skin, and his knees were also covered in blood.

The doctor left only after applying iodine and bandaging the wound.

The sky gradually brightened.

Sheng Huai still had no desire to sleep.

His eyes were fixed on the bed.

She still didn't wake up.

This usually peach-like delicate face is now bloodless and the lips are grayish white.

Even when she was asleep, she frowned.

Sheng Huai sat on the edge of the bed, raised his hand and gently scratched her nose, then smoothed her eyebrows bit by bit.

She hummed a few times in a daze and opened his hand.

He suddenly raised the corners of his lips unconsciously.

…

When Su Yun woke up again, the last rays of sunset were just shining on the bed.

She sat up, her thoughts a little confused.

There’s still adhesive tape on my hand from the IV drip, and my last memory is of taking a taxi in the rain.

She raised her hands to cover her face, not wanting to think about it anymore.

As soon as my feet touched the ground, I felt dizzy and fell straight down.

Fall into his arms.

Their eyes met and they remained silent.

Su Yun's body had not recovered yet, so she was forced to lie back on the bed. The servant handed her a bowl of hot soup.

His tone was unusually gentle.

"Eat something first."

"I called your parents and told them to come back and get something."

Su Yun finally looked up at him, but still said nothing.

Sheng Huai frowned, brought the soup to her, and said in a commanding tone: "Eat quickly, or wait for me to feed you?"

The dusk outside the window is getting darker.

Su Yun lowered her head and drank the soup quietly, spoonful by spoonful.

There were some qi-replenishing herbs in the soup, and she felt a little better after drinking it.

Sheng Huai sat next to her, watching her eat with fluttering eyelashes and a focused look in her eyes.

The bedroom was getting darker and darker, with a faint scent of roses. Su Yun raised her head, her tone sounding a little lost.

"Why are those roses on the balcony a little withered?"

As she followed his gaze, Sheng Huai said softly, "Maybe it's because the mistress doesn't care about them anymore."

There was silence in the room for a long time.

In the darkness, we couldn't see each other's expressions.

Sheng Huai lit a cigarette, and the smoke choked Su Yun and made her cough.

He quickly put out the cigarette.

He picked up Su Yun's phone with his big hand and confidently entered the lock screen password, but his expression froze.

"Changed the password?"

“Aren’t all your passwords my birthday?”

Su Yun put the soup bowl aside and lay down with her back to him.

"Not only did I change my password, I also wanted to change people, so Sheng Huai, we're getting divorced."

Sheng Huai is crazy.

The tone suddenly rose several degrees.

"Su Yun, don't go too far!"

"I've been tolerant of you!"

As he spoke, he became angry and started to talk nonsense.

"Just treat it as my own money last night. Now take me off the blacklist. Otherwise, how can I pay?"

Su Yun turned around and looked at him quietly.

"You should save your money to buy bags for Jiang Zhi and pave the way for her."

Sheng Huai paused for a few seconds.

There was confusion in his tone.

He grabbed her slender white wrist and almost asked, "Su Yun, explain it to me clearly!"

Su Yun turned her face away.

"say what?"

"You need me to help you savor the good things you did outside."

"Mr. Sheng, I'm not interested!"

That’s all.

The wrist was gripped even tighter.

He stepped closer, his dark eyes staring into hers.

"Yeah?"

"Not interested?!"

Su Yun stared at his eyes that were almost bursting with anger, and felt only irony in her heart.

When she cared about him before, if she just asked one more question, he would frown and scold her for being unreasonable.

But now she doesn't care, not at all.

But he started to get angry instead?

"Sheng Huai..."

Su Yun felt that she really couldn't see through this man.