"I don't need to be taken care of, you can go back." Shen Jinmo's mood was troubled, and his voice was low.
Xia Wanying seemed not to understand his words, and silently took a basin to fetch a basin of hot water. "You're still wearing your riding clothes, and you must be uncomfortable from sweating. Let me wipe you down and help you change into a hospital gown?"
"No need. Can't you understand human language?" Shen Jinmo sat up, his distressed face radiating a cold and stern aura.
Xia Wanying trembled with fear, her eyes red-rimmed. She wrung out the towel and put it aside. "Brother Chen, why do you hate me so much? Just because Yingying made a mistake once, are you going to treat me like this forever? Aren't you being too cruel to me?"
Hearing her sobbing, Shen Jinmo realized that he might have been too heartless and indifferent.
Lu Zhiwei refused to like him anymore, probably because he was cold, heartless, and devoid of humanity.
"It's not your problem, it's mine. Get out and let me have some peace and quiet." Shen Jingmo's tone softened a bit.
Xia Wanying nodded, got up and left the ward, closing the door behind her.
A distraught Xia Wanying sat on a bench in the hospital corridor.
A dark figure blocked the light in front of her.
Before she could even see the person in front of her clearly, her wrist was grabbed and she was led into the deserted stairwell.
The stairwell door slammed shut, plunging the dark stairwell into darkness.
Xia Wanying was forcibly pinned to the wall at the top of the stairs, her hands raised high.
The man wearing a baseball cap kissed her without hesitation.
The force was brutal, showing no mercy whatsoever.
Xia Wanying immediately recognized the person in front of her.
Besides Song Ye, who else would treat her like this?
"Ugh... Let me go, this is a hospital." Xia Wanying tried her best to break free.
But how could her strength be a match for the strong man? Her resistance and struggles were forcibly suppressed.
The kisses lingered on his lips, extending from his neck to his collarbone, showing no sign of stopping.
Xia Wanying was terrified.
Song Ye is a madman; he will never care about her self-esteem, no matter when or where.
The buttons on her collar were undone, a chill ran through her, and the intense shame made Xia Wanying cry even more aggrievedly.
Large tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
Under the man's teasing, she went limp and leaned against the wall, teetering on the verge of collapse.
The man ultimately did not take her there.
He let go of her hand and let her slide limply to the ground.
He bent down, grabbed her chin, and forced her to look up at him: "Do you know how much I've missed you these past few days? Shen Jinmo has been having people watching my every move. Did you instruct them to do that?"
"I didn't," Xia Wanying shook her head desperately.
"It's good that there isn't any. I finally managed to shake off those people today and found a chance to see you. Do you have any money on you? Get me a room."
"I have no money." Xia Wanying knew what he wanted to do by booking a hotel room; it was nothing more than to vent the desires he had accumulated over the past few days.
Shen Jinmo gave her some money for daily expenses, but she would never give him a single penny.
“Shen Jinmo is such a stingy person, he didn’t even give you a single penny? You’ve been living a life of luxury at the Shen family these past few days, have you forgotten your mission to return to the Shen family?” Song Ye’s grip on her chin tightened.
It was as if they were about to dislocate Xia Wanying's jaw.
“I haven’t forgotten. I’ve already told him that Lu Zhiwei has a child with another man, and he’s almost given up on her. My chance is coming soon.” Xia Wanying stared at Song Ye with her big, watery eyes.
"Your chance has come, but he can just kick you out of the ward? Looks like I'll have to step in. If I keep wasting time with you like this, it'll be too late." Song Ye released Xia Wanying and threw her to the ground.
He took a syringe from his pocket; the syringe contained some medicine.
"I got this from a friend at a high price through the underworld; it has hallucinogenic effects. When he goes to the restroom, add it to his IV drip. Once it takes effect, he'll see you as the woman he loves most and won't be able to control himself..."
Song Ye secretly slipped the vial of medicine into Xia Wanying's hand.
Xia Wanying examined the syringe in her hand, a fine sweat appearing on her palms. "No, I can't do this. I want Brother Shen to truly love me, not just..."
"You've been back with him for so long, and he hasn't touched you even once. Men are all animals that think with their lower bodies. Once he's tasted your goodness, he'll naturally agree to marry you. You know your own worth. Don't even think about comparing yourself to Lu Zhiwei. We're all rats in a stinking ditch. We're lucky if we can even find a chance to crawl out. Don't miss your chance. Otherwise, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."
Song Ye pinched her cheek and gave her a hard kiss on the lips.
By the time Xia Wanying came to her senses, Song Ye had already disappeared.
Clutching the syringe in her hand, she secretly hid it in her sleeve and knocked on the door of the ward again.
...
Shen Jiarui's car was parked downstairs at the Lu Group building. The flashy red Porsche was particularly eye-catching. He sat in the driver's seat, fiddling with his short hair in front of the rearview mirror.
Shen Shuyuan rushed down from the company building and jumped into his car: "My brother is in the hospital? Why are you only telling me now?"
Shen Jiarui started the car: "You know, he really is something else. His leg wasn't fully healed yet, and he went to the riding stable to show off his skills, which ended up taking him to the hospital."
Who is taking care of him in the hospital now?
"I called Xia Wanying over," Shen Jiarui said truthfully.
Little did he know that these words would make Shen Shuyuan lose her composure on the spot.
"She's a woman who's not fully conscious and needs someone to take care of her. Why did you let her go? What if something happens to her..." Shen Shuyuan scolded Shen Jiarui.
Shen Jiarui felt a surge of anger and felt extremely aggrieved: "I just wanted him to let go of his sister-in-law as soon as possible. He and Xia Wanying are quite suitable. Maybe if they cultivate each other, they can get married soon. Why are you taking your anger out on me like this?"
Shen Shuyuan realized she had overreacted and turned her head away: "I just think you're unreliable. Drive faster, let's go to the hospital."
Shen Jinmo lay in bed, receiving an IV drip of anti-inflammatory medicine, but for some reason, his whole body felt increasingly hot and agitated.
He tugged at his collar, easing his agitation.
The woman in the white dress, with bright eyes and white teeth, sat in front of the hospital bed and smiled radiantly at him.
He vaguely saw Lu Zhiwei's face; she was smiling at him.
He must be crazy.
Why would I suddenly hallucinate?
He shook his heavy head.
I pulled out the IV and got out of bed, ready to go to the bathroom for a cold shower.
Suddenly, a pair of fair little hands wrapped around his waist from behind, her face pressed against his back, and she said softly, "Brother Chen... take me, I can have your children too."
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