"Don't tell Youran yet." Shi Zhengyang frowned, his voice filled with deep fatigue.
"She woke up before I got here and was looking for you everywhere. She must not know about this until we find those photos."
Shi Heng sat dejectedly on the edge of the bed, his hands deeply inserted into his hair, "I'm such a bastard..."
"What's the point of blaming yourself now?"
Shi Zhengyang squatted down in front of his son and gently stroked the scars on his face. "If your mother saw you like this, she would be so heartbroken."
"The weakness you felt during the onset of the hemorrhagic fever caused you to let down your guard. But now, the woman you love most has become the most deadly weapon in the hands of your enemy."
Shi Heng immediately stood up and said, "I'll go back now."
"stop!"
Shi Zhengyang grabbed him and said, "Look at you now, how are you going to go back and see her?"
"Not to mention the bruises on your face," he carefully lifted the collar of his son's shirt. Seeing the hideous wounds, his eyes instantly reddened. "How do you explain these injuries on your body? And your hands..."
He lifted up Shi Heng's scarred right hand and said, "These wounds can't be hidden at all! Youran is such a thoughtful kid."
Shi Heng closed his eyes in pain, "What should I do? Dad, I..."
"I've asked the housekeeper to tell Youran that the group has urgent matters to deal with, so you won't be going back tonight." Shi Zhengyang's voice suddenly sounded much older.
Shi Heng looked up suddenly, "Dad, I'm sorry!"
Shi Zhengyang waved his hand, took out the ointment from the medicine box that Zhuo Lin had just bought, and gently treated his son's wound.
When the potion touched the wound, Shi Heng shrank unconsciously, and Shi Zhengyang immediately reduced the force.
"Son, you must remember, no matter what happens, you must cherish Youran. That child has sacrificed so much for you... Giving up on yourself like this will only make her sadder."
Shi Heng lowered his head in shame.
After the bandage was completed, Shi Zhengyang staggered when he stood up, and Zhuo Lin quickly supported him.
"Let's go back to the old house first." Shi Zhengyang looked at his son, hesitant to speak, "You tonight..."
"I'm going to stay in the CEO's office lounge for one night." Shi Heng interrupted.
Just then, Fu Xinglang called.
"Hello, Hengzi?" A cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone. "We're at the Emperor Club. Come out for a drink. Gu Xun and Wenjie are here too."
Shi Heng looked at his father's departing back and was silent for a moment. "Okay, I'll be there right away."
…
At the same time, at the Shi family’s old house.
Gu Youran had just finished examining her mother-in-law, and the toxins in her body were basically eliminated.
She also prescribed a Chinese medicine prescription and told me to take it for three consecutive months for conditioning.
I returned to my room and took a comfortable hot bath.
The housekeeper had come to tell me that there was something urgent going on in the group, so Shi Heng rushed to deal with it and would not be back tonight.
It’s just strange that no matter how busy Shi Heng was, he would usually call to let her know personally. But tonight, not only did he not call, he didn’t even receive a WeChat message.
After drying her hair, she was getting ready for bed.
Suddenly, the screen of the mobile phone on the bedside table lit up.
It was a MMS message from an unfamiliar number.
When she clicked it, her fingers froze instantly.
There are three photos inside:
The first photo shows Vivian considerately fastening Shi Heng's seat belt; the second photo shows Vivian helping Shi Heng enter the hotel; the last photo shows Vivian unbuttoning Shi Heng's shirt in the hotel room, with Shi Heng's hands around her waist!
“Bang!”
The phone thudded onto the carpet.
Gu You took two steps back, his back against the cold wardrobe.
She bit her lower lip tightly until she tasted blood and suddenly woke up.
"wrong……"
She bent down to pick up her phone and forced herself to look at the pictures again.
After looking carefully, I found that Shi Heng in the photo had a dull look and a flushed face.
She quickly walked to the desk and opened Shi Heng's laptop.
Fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, and code scrolled across the screen like a waterfall.
In less than ten minutes, she found the location of the first photo, which turned out to be the largest black boxing gym in Beijing.
It took him another ten minutes to hack into the black boxing gym's surveillance system.
She gasped as the image loaded.
On the ring, Shi Heng was fighting fiercely with a burly man.
His movements were so fast that afterimages almost appeared, and each punch was packed with astonishing explosive power.
But Gu Youran keenly noticed that Shi Heng's eyes were abnormally red.
That was a sign of a hemorrhagic attack.
She instantly understood the truth behind those ambiguous photos. It must be that Vivian pretended to be her to get close to Shi Heng when he was ill.
Gu Youran immediately used her phone to send a WeChat message to Shi Heng:
【Royal Fight Club, come over now.】
Attached are those three photos.
Then shut down.
…
On the other side, the VIP box of the Emperor Club.
"Hey, the groom is finally here!"
Fu Xinglang came forward with a glass of wine in hand, but his expression changed the moment he saw Shi Heng. "What's wrong with your face?"
Gu Xun also came over, "And hands! Who did it?"
Shi Heng sat down expressionlessly, "I was sparring with my family's secret guards and got injured accidentally."
"You're kidding!"
Fu Xinglang poured him a glass of red wine. "Which of the Shi family's secret guards is your match? Besides, who would dare to beat you like this?"
Si Wenjie didn't say anything, just stared at his injury thoughtfully.
Shi Heng picked up his wine glass and took a sip. "What could it be? It's just ordinary training."
Si Wenjie smiled and raised his glass. "Come to think of it, in seven days, Ah Heng and I will become a family. Yining was saying yesterday that she was very happy to be getting married on the same day as Youran..."
Fu Xinglang suddenly interrupted, "Wait! What's going on between you two?"
He pointed at Si Wenjie and Shi Heng, "Holding a wedding together in seven days? Wenjie, who are you marrying...?"
Si Wenjie smiled gently, "Shi Yining, Ah Heng's sister."
"Fuck!" Fu Xinglang exaggeratedly covered his chest. "Such a big thing is only being told now? Gu Xun, did you hear that? We have to attend two weddings at once!"
Gu Xun raised his glass, "We must celebrate! Come, to double happiness, cheers!"
The four of them clinked their glasses together, and the atmosphere became lively.
The conversation gradually turned to wedding details.
"Oh right," Si Wenjie suddenly remembered something, "Yining asked me to ask you, have you chosen the best man?"
Shi Heng nodded. "It's settled. The two of them, plus Shen Yuanbai, Zheng Dong, Ding Lihui, Lu Yichen, Ke Yang, and Tan Fei, make a total of eight groomsmen."
Fu Xinglang slammed the table excitedly: "Great! I've wanted to be Hengzi's best man for a long time!"
"Look how beautiful you are," Gu Xun teased. "But seriously, Ah Heng, is your injury really not serious? Can it be healed before the wedding?"
Shi Heng looked at the bandage on his hand and said, "It's just a minor injury. It won't affect you."
Just then, Shi Heng's cell phone rang.
It’s Gu Youran’s WeChat.
He clicked it excitedly, and when he saw the contents, his face changed drastically and he was so shocked that he almost dropped the phone.
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