Chapter 88 Entangled for a Lifetime
The media who had been waiting outside the hospital had already been dispersed by the Tang family.
Major news media outlets also retracted the article.
When Zhao Zonglan and Rong Heng arrived, Tang Shu was leaning against the wall outside the ICU, not even wearing a suit jacket, his hair slightly messy, and his face full of anxiety and worry.
Although Tang Guanyue has been a womanizer and unruly man over the years, he is a very good older brother.
From childhood to adulthood, he helped Tang Shu solve many problems. Although he had no interest in the family business, he would do his best to help Tang Shu gain a foothold on the board of directors.
Rong Heng jogged over and asked directly, "How did things get like this?"
She was perfectly fine when she celebrated her birthday a few days ago.
Tang Shu sat wearily in the chair, leaning forward with his hands crossed over his forehead. He sighed deeply, "I don't know what stupid thing he did."
"My brother's girlfriend has someone she likes, but he's using all sorts of tricks to force her to stay by his side..."
"That girl was only twenty years old and stubborn. She would rather die than be controlled by him. She couldn't think straight and had thoughts of self-harm."
Tang Guanyue wanted to stop her.
During their argument, she stabbed him several times, partly out of emotional rage and partly out of her own volition.
The girl had never intended to live.
Xie Chengsui arrived late and overheard the gist of the story. His tone was grave, and he sounded somewhat disappointed. "I told Guan Yue a long time ago that in this day and age, the old ways of forcibly seizing and plundering are too naive."
"People can be easily taken away, but love cannot."
"If he wanted someone's heart, he shouldn't have played the game that way."
Zhao Zonglan leaned against the wall with an indifferent expression and did not speak.
He was craving a cigarette and wanted to smoke.
But then I remembered that this was a hospital.
He simply held the cigarette in his hand without lighting it.
The hospital director had never seen such a large-scale event.
In a short period of time, several important figures from the capital arrived.
He and the vice president accompanied him, carefully answering all questions about the rescue and treatment.
At the same time, they contacted the best critical care experts abroad and took Tang's private jet to Beijing overnight.
In the early hours of the morning, Tang Guanyue's condition finally stabilized.
Zhao Zonglan returned from the hospital feeling extremely troubled.
The plum blossoms in the courtyard have bloomed a bit more, their fragrance mingling with the cold wind and drifting into the pavilion.
He sat on the wide bench, his long legs casually bent, and lit a cigarette, the scarlet flame flickering in the cold wind.
The rustling sound of the wind passing through the bamboo beside the artificial hill made one's heart feel empty.
Zhao Zonglan took a deep drag of his cigarette, the smoke rolling through his throat and lungs, when suddenly he coughed violently, which brought him a brief moment of clarity.
Chang Anli stood beside him and reminded him, "Sir, it's cold at night, you should go back to your bedroom to rest."
Zhao Zonglan remained silent.
Clearly, he's not in the mood to rest right now.
Looking into the distance, the lights on the south building were still on.
The workers are working overtime to renovate the structures, and the work is highly efficient and nearing completion.
Zhao Zonglan gazed calmly at the lake, the firelight reflecting on its surface, leaping and dancing freely, yet no one could catch it.
Just as Xie Chengsui said.
Some things can be stolen.
But some things cannot be forced.
Zhao Zonglan felt that he was being controlled by his emotions.
I don't know when it happened, but I became irrational and unclear-headed.
He liked her free-spirited and easygoing nature.
Instead of being trapped in a cage.
It's not about this kind of meaningless bickering either.
After a long silence, he half-closed his eyes, his voice low and slightly hoarse: "Make them stop working."
Chang An was stunned for a moment, then glanced in the direction of the South Building and breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes."
Zhao Zonglan glanced at him sideways and said, "Go and rest. I'll be by myself for a while."
Chang An could only follow orders and dared not say anything more.
A moment later, the lights on the south building gradually went out.
Zhao Zonglan smoked a cigarette, coughed a few times, and then suddenly smiled helplessly.
She doesn't come to him; she doesn't like him.
No matter how smart or capable he is, he cannot solve this problem in a short time.
But it's okay.
At worst, we'll just be entangled like this for the rest of our lives.
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Shanghai Port is the largest cruise home port in China with the most diverse shipping routes.
On Saturday morning, Shen Jingni's cruise ship set sail from Shanghai, entered the East China Sea at a steady speed, and sailed southeast.
Before departure, the ship's meteorologist analyzed the weather.
There may be ordinary strong winds or cold waves during the voyage, but this cruise ship has a high wind resistance rating, and based on experience, it is safe to set sail.
The cruise ship is about 200 meters long and 55 meters high, with nearly 1,000 cabins.
Qin Muhuan wasn't too high-profile; this time, she only invited some close friends.
The birthday party was held in a private VIP area on the upper deck of the cruise ship, with glass walls separating it from the outside world, so that even indoors, one could enjoy the vast sea view.
A bouquet of fresh roses and tulips was placed in the center of the long table, and the flowers around the banquet hall were piled up and woven together, filling the air with fragrance, making it dreamy and beautiful.
The young men and women listened to the music, raised their glasses, and chatted happily.
Shen Jingni really didn't want to come, but Qin Muhuan was too annoying.
I bombard her with messages every day without fail.
So she reluctantly gave her face and let her come for a couple of days.
However, she had been feeling unwell in her stomach for the past few days, so she rested in her room for a while and guessed that Miss Qin was about to cut the cake before going to the banquet hall.
Qin Muhuan is very happy today.
Although the cruise ship was borrowed from Shen Jingni, she arranged all the personnel, venues, and catering herself.
She felt a sense of accomplishment when her friends had fun.
I was very happy with my birthday this year.
As a result, her attitude towards Shen Jingni was slightly better today.
However, we still have to complain about what needs to be complained about.
"Shen Miaomiao, is that Song Qiyu really a friend of yours and Mr. Zhao? You two really have bad taste."
Shen Jingni raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with him?"
Qin Muhuan took out her phone and showed it to her on WeChat: "Look at this, this is the first time I've ever seen a guy talk so much."
"He's so annoying, he even asks me what I had for lunch."
As they were talking, Song Qiyu sent another message.
"Look, here we go again."
"Ask me if I like today's flowers."
Despite the person's constant complaining, they still replied to the message with an air of arrogance.
Shen Jingni looked around at the flowers, her face full of gossip. "So these flowers were a gift from Song Qiyu. How romantic."
"It's just so-so."
Qin Muhuan pouted and sent Song Qiyu another "get lost" puppy emoji.
Shen Jingni twitched the corner of her mouth, walked straight to the glass wall, and opened a small window.
A sea breeze blows, carrying a damp, salty coolness.
The clouds on the distant horizon were quite thick, as if they were about to swallow up all the starlight over the sea.
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