On the edge of a thousand-foot cliff, Lin An's originally gentle and elegant appearance became distorted and terrifying.
Sheng Huai stood opposite him, his face shrouded in darkness and his expression could not be seen.
Su Yun couldn't hear what they were saying, but she saw that both of them looked unhappy.
Suddenly, a strange mask appeared on Lin An's face, and the next moment Sheng Huai was pushed heavily into the abyss!
"Doctor Lin, don't!!!"
Su Yun broke down and cried and begged.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a snow-white ceiling.
I looked around and breathed a sigh of relief, realizing it was just a dream.
She raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead caused by the nightmare, and felt a stinging pain on the back of her hand.
"hiss……"
The IV needle was suddenly pulled and pierced deeper into the skin.
“Bang!”
In the dimness of the balcony, a little scarlet light appeared.
Su Yun felt as soft as overcooked noodles. Even sitting up was difficult for her. She could only move a little bit by holding onto the pillow and leaning out to look towards the balcony.
In the darkness, the familiar tall figure smokes silently.
After smoking a cigarette, Sheng Huai came in and sat on the bedside. He looked at her sideways, his voice a little hoarse: "Are you awake?"
He stretched out his hand to touch Su Yun's cheek, but his fingertips stopped in mid-air and then retracted.
Su Yun lowered her eyes: "What's wrong with me?"
"The doctor said that you were under too much psychological pressure and fainted due to the shock."
His eyes darkened and he smiled bitterly: "Mrs. Sheng, is it so painful for you to be with me?"
"Even when you sleep... you're still calling that pretty boy's name."
Su Yun's face was as pale as paper.
But in the end she said nothing, because he wouldn't believe her even if she did.
This possessive, suspicious and irritable man never believed in himself from beginning to end.
Su Yun's heart grew colder and colder.
The same goes for Sheng Huai.
There was a long silence in the bedroom.
Until there was a knock on the door and the servant brought in the boiled medicine.
The unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine makes people want to vomit.
She clutched the bed sheet with her fingers and retched with difficulty. Her stomach was filled with acid, but she couldn't vomit anything out.
Sheng Huai sat beside her and watched her retching in pain with an expressionless face.
The servant poured a cup of warm water and handed it to her: "Madam, drink some water to make your stomach feel better. This is what Chinese medicine is for, but your body needs to be slowly recuperated, so you must drink it for a while."
"I...I don't want to drink."
She struggled to prop herself up and leaned against the bed, not wanting to look at the dark brown liquid that had been placed on the bedside table that night.
Sheng Huai snorted coldly: "Don't be pretentious!"
Su Yun was a little embarrassed.
She lowered her head and did not resist anymore. She obediently picked up the bowl on the table and drank it down her throat in one breath.
I drank too quickly and too fast, and choked and my tears flowed into the bowl.
It’s so bitter.
The servant quickly turned around and went downstairs.
"Ma'am, I'll get you some preserves to make you feel better."
Sheng Huai ordered firmly: "Don't go! When will it be your turn to speak?"
The servant was yelled at and stood there at a loss.
He raised his head and glanced at the bed, smiling casually: "Mrs. Sheng can't even bear this little bit of hardship?"
Su Yun buried her pale face in the quilt again.
"Sheng Huai, if you want to quarrel or cause trouble, just say so. There's no need to get angry with the servants."
"Oh? How come I didn't know that you, Madam Sheng, are qualified to manage me?! A servant... How much more noble do you think you are than a servant in my villa?"
"Sheng Huai! Are you sick?..."
Su Yun's voice choked.
"Are you sick?! The woman I spent 100 million to buy called another man's name in her dream..."
The smile on his face became more obvious, but also more dangerous: "I am sick, Su Yun, who are you?"
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the door with a sullen expression, "Are you not going out yet?"
The servant seemed to have just come to his senses and turned away tremblingly.
Su Yun quietly watched the liquid dripping into her veins, and said softly, "Sheng Huai, I want to explain it to you. Can you be patient and listen to me?"
"I want to tell you that the photo was a misunderstanding. I want to tell you that I just did a..."
Her words were rudely interrupted.
"Shut up!"
His slender thumb and index finger pinched her chin until it turned blue. His eyes were now like a sharp blade, and there was no trace of pity on his angular face, only frivolity and playfulness.
"Mrs. Sheng has a really pretty face."
"I think all the men out there like your gentle and pitiful look."
"So, now you want to make up some pitiful lies to deceive me?"
Sheng Huai narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the pale face in his palm. He wanted to hear her explanation, but the jealousy and possessiveness as strong as fire had robbed him of his reason.
Just now, Su Yun called out another man's name clearly and distinctly.
She even thinks about other men in her dreams!
Letting go of his hand, he stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. With trembling fingers, he lit a cigarette and took a long puff.
He started coughing.
There was silence behind me.
After finishing his cigarette, he turned around and looked at her, his dark, narrow eyes uncertain.
"Why don't you say anything? Do you agree?"
Su Yun's silence made him even more angry. He strode over and pulled her up from the bed, staring into her eyes.
There was a thick mist in the beautiful peach blossom eyes.
He hated her silence.
After a while.
Su Yun finally looked him straight in the eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Sheng Huai, from the beginning to the end... from the time you were still that silent and cold boy, I loved you... I have always loved you, until just now, I still had expectations for you and our marriage."
"But now... it's gone."
"there is none left."
"Sheng Huai, I don't love you anymore."
He stared at her, listening to her every word, his eyes trembled, but it only took a moment for them to return to normal.
Sheng Huai suddenly laughed as if he was watching a good show, and a hint of hatred suddenly bloomed in his smile.
"Mrs. Sheng is willing to say anything to protect your doctor, Dr. Lin. Her acting skills are getting better and better..."
"Do you think I was deaf just now?"
"You were screaming for another man in your dream, but when you opened your eyes you said you loved me?"
"Oh."
He casually threw the lighter in his hand onto the piano, making a dull sound.
Sheng Huai strode to the bedside, ignoring Su Yun's increasingly pale face, lowered his waist and leaned forward, and said frivolously: "Mrs. Sheng, do you like the feeling of me messing with you? Is that pretty boy not okay?"
Su Yun knew that her true feelings would be a joke in his eyes.
She suddenly felt ridiculous too.
He actually wanted to use his true feelings to awaken a dictatorial tyrant.
She turned her face away, not wanting to say another word.
Sheng Huai stood up, sneered, and played with her cheeks with his fingertips. After a while, perhaps feeling bored, he strode away.
Listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther away behind her, she finally buried her face in the pillow and cried out loud.
The servant saw him enter the study and then secretly carried the tray into the bedroom.
"Madam, eat something sweet, you will feel better."
"You still have to take the Chinese medicine for a while. I'll secretly put some candied fruit in your drawer. If you really feel uncomfortable, you can eat some to relieve the pain."
Su Yun raised her tearful face and wanted to say thank you but her throat was too dry.
The servant sighed and lowered his voice: "Sir, what's wrong? He hasn't eaten or slept since you fell ill. He has been holding your hand and sitting by the bed."
"Why do I wake up and then..."
Halfway through his words, there was a sudden loud noise from the study.