When Si Borong heard Lu Qianwen's name, he was slightly startled. He covered his lips and looked away, asking, "How is she...?"
He remembered that when the beam fell, he pushed Lu Qianwen out.
But he didn't remember what happened afterwards.
Si Borong clenched his fingers and looked very unnatural.
Song Nan said, "Madam is not injured. It's just that the Lu Group has been in turmoil recently. She is often busy until late at night, and she also has to take care of the Si family's affairs. She has lost a lot of weight."
Si Borong's body tensed even more. "Where is Xu Xurong? Didn't he accompany her?"
Xu Xurong has always been at Lu Qianwen's beck and call, and is always by her side!
Si Borong asked questions, but the sourness in his tone was inevitably revealed, with an inexplicable sense of dullness.
Song Nan said truthfully, "Mr. Xu was shot while trying to save the old man. Although he has woken up, he has been in the ICU ward. His wife has been with him during this time."
As Song Nan finished speaking, Si Borong felt as if a stone was pressing on his heart.
He turned his head and looked out the window, at the vast blue sky.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, he was still the heartless young master of the Si family! He mingled among the flowers without getting a single leaf on him. He was a gentleman, elegant, noble, wise, and heartless.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the door, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Lu Qianwen walked in.
She saw Si Borong, who had woken up and was sitting at the head of the bed. She was stunned for a long time, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
He woke up, he finally woke up!
Lu Qianwen's eyes were misty, and the scene in front of him was blurry. Indistinctly, he seemed to see Si Borong's eyes full of light and affection. He whispered his name in a trembling voice, "Borong..."
Seeing this, Song Nan pushed his glasses, tactfully retreated and closed the door.
Lu Qianwen wiped her eyes, walked over with her lunch box, stared at Si Borong with her red eyes, bit her lip, and said with a mixture of love and hate: "You finally woke up, I knew you were a disaster for thousands of years, how could you die so easily!"
Si Borong sighed helplessly, with a doting look on his face, but said nothing.
"I just happen to have a bowl of millet porridge, it's still hot. You can drink it first to nourish your stomach." Lu Qianwen said as she opened the lunch box.
There was not only millet porridge in the food box, but also other things, but they were food that had been touched.
The millet porridge originally belonged to Lu Qianwen, but she wasn't hungry, so she hadn't eaten it yet.
Lu Qianwen brought out the millet porridge and handed it to Si Borong. She looked at his hands and muttered, "Forget it, I'll feed you."
While enjoying Lu Qianwen's feeding, Si Borong's eyes were wandering around and happened to fall on the food box. There was a button on it, a men's button, a custom-made one, which he had seen Xu Xurong wearing before.
Lu Qianwen had just come over from Xu Xurong's place. Si Borong's eyes dimmed slightly as he stared at her deeply. There seemed to be a difficult reluctance in his eyes. Finally, he made up his mind and said in a hoarse voice, "Wenwen, let's get a divorce."
Crash...
The bowl slipped from Lu Qianwen's palm, broke into pieces, and the porridge spilled all over the floor!
Lu Qianwen stood up in a rush, her emotions boiling. "Si Borong, just give up! I will never divorce you in this lifetime! I'm just going to cling to you and keep you busy, so that you'll be cheating on any woman you find, and your son won't be born legitimate!"
"Wenwen..."
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"
Lu Qianwen's eyes were bloodshot and tears were flowing out of her eyes uncontrollably. She looked very embarrassed.
She glared at Si Borong fiercely and said, "As long as I, Lu Qianwen, am still alive, I will never let you and your lover live together!"
Si Borong sighed slightly, "Why are you doing this?" Why torture yourself and waste your best years of youth on him, until your hair is already gray.
Si Borong moved his body with difficulty, pulled Lu Qianwen into his arms, and patted her gently to comfort her.
Lu Qianwen felt unsatisfied and bit Si Borong's arm hard, drawing blood.
Si Borong's whole body tensed up, he hugged the person tighter, closed his eyes, and blocked out all the pain and reluctance.
…
At the airport, a private plane from Rome slowly landed.
The cabin door opened, and a stunningly handsome man with waist-length blond hair walked down and walked straight towards Si Lijue.
This person was none other than King. He had returned to his original appearance. His facial features were as handsome and three-dimensional as sculptures, and he had a strong aura. He looked like an elegant nobleman from the Middle Ages, but his face was pale.
King passed by Si Lijue and his gaze fell on the petite Mu Baoer. His azure eyes were filled with smiles and he curled his lips. "Baoer, we meet again. This time I am collaborating with you for your sake."
Swish! Si Lijue couldn't stand it anymore and pointed his gun at King's head, "You're looking for death!"
Swish! King's men were no pushovers either, and they all drew their guns.
As soon as they met, the situation became tense!
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