"roll?!"
His narrow eyes narrowed dangerously, and his ruthless thin lips opened slightly: "Mrs. Sheng is really promising. After leaving the Sheng family, she learned how to fight and swear without any instruction."
"Are you planning to murder your husband next?... Huh?!"
I still remember that not long ago, this once docile woman slapped him twice in a row. Mr. Sheng, who was feared by the whole Li City, was actually beaten by his wife!
The more I think about it, the angrier I get!
Holding Su Yun's slender white chin tightly with his big hand, forcing her to look up at him, Sheng Huai sneered: "Mrs. Sheng really went to great lengths to get my attention!"
Su Yun's eyes were grim, her nails dug deep into the back of his hand, and her attitude was very cold: "Let go! You asked for it when I hit you and scolded you."
"Mr. Sheng is really confident. Did he attract your attention? Haha..."
His expression changed slightly and his tone became sharp.
"Su Yun!"
"Are you provoking me?!"
The fingertips pressed harder on his chin, and Sheng Huai looked very unhappy. He had never been treated like this before.
He looked at her face coldly.
The delicate white cheeks were stained with a layer of red anger, the stubbornly pursed lips were a little cracked, and the wet eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist.
Still so beautiful.
His heart softened and his tone softened.
"Mrs. Sheng."
He hugged her domineeringly, his unshaven chin resting on her shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mrs. Sheng, why are you angry? Because you still have feelings for me, right?"
Su Yun felt uncomfortable with his rough beard pricking her shoulders. She struggled to break free and sneered.
“Why don’t you speak!”
Sheng Huai hugged her forcefully again, crossing his arms tightly, and Su Yun was forced to curl up in his arms.
He forcibly turned her body over and forced her to look at him.
Their eyes intertwined, and Su Yun suddenly discovered that the gloomy and cold eyes of the man in front of her seemed to contain some emotions that had not been there before.
A touch of fear...
What is he afraid of?
You can't be afraid of leaving him.
Oh……
Unless you are crazy you would think so.
Su Yun laughed to herself, feeling very bored. She was too lazy to compete with Sheng Huai anymore, so she just let him hold her and took out a magazine from the gap in his arm to read.
As she looked at it, her gaze froze and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.
The inside pages of the magazine were prominently printed with photos of her dancing ballet gracefully under the spotlight.
She now has a large number of fans on social platforms, and she is overwhelmed by the number of students who ask her to teach her ballet and piano.
"snort."
"Mrs. Sheng is truly amazing, a popular lover!"
Sheng Huai glanced at the magazine, feeling inexplicably unhappy, and his tone became sarcastic.
Su Yun didn't even raise her head, her expression indifferent: "That's better than being Mrs. Sheng!"
"What?" Sheng Huai paused. How could she say such a thing?
In the past, she loved to climb on my shoulders and say she did over and over again.
How dare she say such a thing!
Sheng Huai loosened his tightly bound hands, stood up, strode to the sofa opposite the bed and sat down. He picked up the lighter on the table with his bony hands and played with it, his face frightening.
After a while, he raised his head, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.
Hoarse voice.
"Since you are so unhappy, then..."
Su Yun stared into his eyes, waiting for his next words.
She thought, they are finally over.
Sheng Huai was halfway through his words when he walked up to her condescendingly, bent down and whispered in her ear in an ambiguous tone: "Then I'm happy!"
He stood up again, his expression sinister.
"Su Yun, you and I will share the same bed in life and the same coffin in death!"
"Just bear with it!"
"Want to get rid of me? What gives you the right? Who the hell are you?!"
"Want a divorce?"
"I won't allow it! You are mine, always mine!"
His expression was sinister and fierce, and his tone was harsher than ever before. After he finished speaking in a condescending manner, he took out a cigarette and lit it.
I tried twice but it didn't light up.
"Hold!!!"
He swore again.
The secretary and the housekeeper at the door listened to the noise inside the room with terrified expressions. They were all old people who had been with Sheng Huai for more than ten years and had never seen this aloof CEO so out of control.
He seems to be losing control more and more recently.
"Secretary Gao, please go and persuade President Sheng to take a rest."
"This is not a solution."
The housekeeper whispered to the secretary that President Sheng had not slept for almost three days since his wife was sent to the hospital.
The secretary said nothing.
How could she dare to go... When her wife was in a coma, she forgot to mute her cell phone and almost lost her job.
She still felt shocked when she recalled the image of Mr. Sheng rushing to the emergency room with his wife in his arms with red eyes.
Everyone thought he didn't care.
Now it seems that this is not the case.
In the ward, Su Yun leaned against the head of the bed and watched him go crazy, with no expression on her pretty pale face.
She knew why he was so out of control.
It’s not because I can’t bear to give up myself or this marriage.
He has always been used to being high and mighty, how could he tolerate being abandoned by a woman!
Sheng Huai crumpled the cigarette box in his hand into a ball, sat back in front of the computer and tried to calm down, but within two seconds all the documents on the desk were thrown to the ground.
He took a deep breath, stood up and walked to Su Yun again, staring at her.
Su Yun looked away, lay down and buried her face in the quilt.
"What are you afraid of?"
Sheng Huai said in a cold voice: "Are you afraid that I want it?"
"Sheng Huai! Are you sick?" Su Yun finally couldn't help but curse. She suddenly felt that this cold and abstinent man was actually a paper tiger.
It breaks with just a slight poke!
"ah……"
Su Yun frowned and snorted.
His eyes fell on the wound on her arm, Sheng Huai let go of her hand and looked at her quietly.
In just a few months, she lost a lot of weight, and even when she was not talking, her brows were tightly furrowed.
She seemed to be getting more and more impatient and silent.
The air is very quiet.
Su Yun let him hold her, lowering her eyes and refusing to communicate.
Until the phone rang again and again.
Sheng Huai finally let go of his hand.
After hanging up, his face looked a little grim and he left without saying a word.
Su Yun didn't care and took out her cell phone to call her parents.
"Xiaoyun, where have you been these two days?"
“The phone call was unavailable.”
Su Yun stared at him, trying to make her tone lighter: "Dad, I went out for a few days and accidentally lost my phone. I just got my phone card back."
"How's mom doing these past two days?"
Hearing his daughter's voice, Su Mingan felt much more relieved.
Chen Juan hurriedly took the phone.
"Yun'er, why didn't you reply to my message for two days?"
“No one answered the phone.”
"You scared your mother to death..."
When Su Yun heard her mother's voice, her nose felt sore and her eyes started to blur. She could no longer hold back the grievance in her heart and her tears fell onto the pillow.
She wiped away her tears vigorously and said hurriedly, "Mom! Your daughter is so capable, what can happen to her? But we are about to board the plane, so let's not talk about it now. Bye..."
"I'll come to see you when I get back!"
"Wait, where did you go traveling? When will you be back? Hello... hello?"
After hanging up the phone, Su Yun sat there holding the phone for a long time without moving.
Not until her tears soaked her hospital gown did she come to her senses and lie down again in a daze.
Sheng Huai didn't come over the whole night.
She slept very soundly that night and did not have any dreams.
When I opened my eyes again, the ward was still empty, and a pile of documents that were thrown on the floor yesterday were still lying quietly.
There was a daze in Su Yun's eyes.
It seemed as if their argument yesterday was just a dream.
The pretty secretary respectfully brought in a tray and set the lunch.
She stood in front of the bed, looked at Su Yun hesitantly for a few seconds, and then spoke slowly.
"Mrs. Sheng."
"I want to talk to you."