Chapter 364 Are they truly living happily?
Liang Yuxin ultimately didn't dare to tell the truth, but she said indirectly, "Jinzhou, no matter what I did, I only had one goal, which was to be with you, to be with you forever..."
"You're fucking crazy!"
Bo Jinzhou used almost all his strength to let out a low roar.
The whole house echoed, deafeningly loud.
Liang Yuxin subconsciously reached out, trying to put her arm around the man's arm.
But Bo Jinzhou shoved him away fiercely: "Don't touch me!"
His voice carried a strong warning, and his face was full of anger.
At this moment, Liang Yuxin panicked completely, not expecting him to be so angry.
Bo Jinzhou's anger had almost reached its peak.
He never imagined that it was this woman in front of him that would cause his family to break apart and lead him and Sang Ruo to this point.
What he didn't expect was that she now wanted to kill Sang Ruo.
His anger surged to the top of his head, and without hesitation, he reached out, clenched his fist, and slammed it hard against the floor-to-ceiling glass window behind her.
"Bang--"
The loud noise echoed through every corner of the house and almost ruptured Liang Yuxin's eardrums.
Her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and she subconsciously turned her head to look to the side.
Blood kept oozing from the man's hand, the glaring red spreading down the glass.
The glass window shattered instantly, but it wasn't completely broken.
Although Bo Jinzhou shattered the glass window and his hand bled, the pain in his palm was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
Liang Yuxin nervously reached out, trying to touch the back of his hand: "Let me treat your wound..."
"Don't fucking touch me!"
Bo Jinzhou withdrew his hand, glared at the woman in front of him, then turned around without hesitation and walked out.
As Liang Yuxin watched his departing figure, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.
If I'm not mistaken, it must have been that damned woman, Sang Ruo, who told him the truth.
After leaving Liang Yuxin's home, Bo Jinzhou drove aimlessly around the city. By the time he arrived home, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
Unexpectedly, Bo Yukang was still awake and was sitting on the sofa waiting for him to come back.
Seeing the injury on his hand, she rushed over anxiously: "Dad, how did you hurt your hand? Why is it bleeding so much?"
His hand was left untreated; the blood at the wound site had almost completely congealed.
Bo Yukang quickly took out his smartwatch and called Sang Ruo: "I'll call my mother over right away."
Bo Jinzhou wanted to stop it, but it was too late; the call had already been made.
Sang Ruo was walking out of the bathroom when she received the call.
Since it was her child calling, she eventually answered: "Xiaokang, is there something you need?"
Since Song Linlin and Bo Yukang became friends, their relationship has improved a lot, and they can at least talk calmly.
The child's anxious voice came through the phone: "Mom, Dad's hurt, he's badly injured! You have to come quickly and take a look! He doesn't want to go to the hospital or get his wound treated..."
Bo Yukang's voice sounded very anxious.
Sang Ruo's expression darkened instantly: "Where is your father injured?"
"Your hand is injured, and it's quite serious. You need to come over right away!"
Logically speaking, she shouldn't have gotten involved in this kind of thing, but hearing Bo Yukang's anxious voice, her heart still jumped.
Besides, that man only came to her place tonight, and this happened suddenly after he left. It's very likely that he went to see Liang Yuxin.
After a moment of contemplation, she finally agreed to Bo Yukang's request to go see Bo Jinzhou.
Upon arriving at Qinglan Garden, Sang Ruo strode inside.
Bo Jinzhou sat on the sofa, staring at the floor, while Bo Yukang sat next to him, looking very nervous.
Upon seeing Sang Ruo, Bo Yukang rushed over: "Mom, you're finally here! Come and see Dad!"
Upon hearing the child's voice, Bo Jinzhou quickly raised his eyes and looked at Sang Ruo, who had walked in, incredulously.
The moment I saw her, my upper eyelashes trembled slightly.
Sang Ruo reached out and patted the child's head: "Go upstairs to sleep first, I'll take care of him."
"But, Mom..."
"You go upstairs first."
Sang Ruo spoke calmly, her face showing little emotion.
Bo Yukang finally obeyed her mother's words and obediently went upstairs.
Sang Ruo glanced at the child's departing figure, then got up and walked towards the cabinet, taking out the first-aid kit.
Upon arriving before Bo Jinzhou, a look of surprise crossed the man's eyes: "I didn't expect you to come."
“I came for the child, not for you. He sounded very nervous, so I came to check on him.”
Sang Ruo spoke calmly, fixing her gaze on the back of his hand.
She sat on the coffee table, keeping a slight distance from him.
Seeing that the man didn't respond, she spoke again: "You went to see her?"
Although Sang Ruo didn't say her name, Bo Jinzhou still knew who the 'she' she was referring to was.
"Yes." Bo Jinzhou said bluntly, "I was so angry that I smashed her window with my hand, so I got a little hurt."
Sang Ruo glanced down and saw that the injury wasn't too deep. She also had disinfectant and anti-inflammatory medicine at home, which she could use to treat it.
Sang Ruo grabbed his hand: "You really know how to smash glass with your hand!"
When her hand touched the back of his hand, the man's upper eyelashes fluttered wildly.
He instinctively reached for his throat, but didn't utter a single word.
Sang Ruo glanced at him, seeing through his thoughts: "Don't overthink it, in my eyes you're just a patient..."
Bo Jinzhou smiled faintly, a hint of sorrow in his eyes: "I know."
Sang Ruo wiped the blood off the back of his hand, then dipped a cotton swab in some disinfectant and applied it to his wound.
"hiss--"
Perhaps it was the disinfectant that got on the wound, causing waves of pain.
The man in front of him couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
Bo Jinzhou looked at her beautiful eyebrows and eyes. Her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her lower eyelids, like a brush, curled up.
A series of ripples suddenly stirred in his heart, lingering for a long time.
I don't know why, but when he saw this face, he felt a special attraction.
Every smile, every gesture, every movement of hers tugged at his heartstrings.
This was an experience I had never had before.
"Sang Ruo, have you truly been happy during the time you've been with your uncle?"
Sang Ruo's hand, holding the ointment, suddenly paused slightly.
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