Chapter 870 Sang Ruo is shot and injured
Lu Nanchu tormented him to the point of exhaustion with her indifference!
In fact, he never managed to have sex with her!
On their wedding night, all she gave him was endless indifference, which almost drove him crazy!
If she hadn't been so reluctant to commit, how would he have thought of stalking her?
This was a last resort for him.
Lu Nanchu didn't want to discuss these issues with him at all, and said impatiently, "Can't you talk about these things when we get back? This is a public place, please be mindful of your manners."
Don't embarrass her in public all the time.
"Let's talk about it when we get back?" Xu Chen murmured these words repeatedly, seemingly finding it somewhat amusing. "I also want to go back and talk about it, but the key question is, will you even go back? Have you ever gone back even once to that home that should have been ours?"
"You don't even show up in person, and you either give me perfunctory answers or ignore me, so this is the only way I can find you."
He didn't know what he had done wrong to deserve this treatment from her.
Since getting married, he hasn't had a single good day; he has to watch his wife's mood every single day.
Not a single day was spent without torment and suffering.
Unfortunately, he ended up marrying into the Lu family, leaving him with no one to confide in about his suffering.
His lack of tact made Lu Nanchu completely lose patience with him: "Are you ever going to stop? You came here just to have dinner with me? Fine, I can go with you to dinner right now."
"Cousin, I'm sorry, I probably won't be able to have dinner with you today."
As she spoke, she didn't forget to greet Bo Jinyan, and then took out a business card from her bag and handed it to him: "This is what I promised to give you, goodbye."
Xu Chen noticed that the business card appeared to belong to the director of the New York Museum of Fine Arts.
But he wasn't sure; the style of the business card just looked somewhat similar.
Before he could even ask clearly, Lu Nanchu had already dragged him away from Daniel's French Restaurant.
"It seems that Xu Chen has been tormented quite a bit by Nan Chu."
Looking at his appearance just now, Sang Ruo felt that he was almost driven mad by the torment, and his expression was somewhat deranged.
Bo Jinyan still looked like he was watching a show: "It's more than just not light. Judging from what Xu Chen just said, Nan Chu has probably never entered his room since they got married."
"I finally married the white moonlight in my heart, but now she doesn't even acknowledge me. How can I not go crazy?"
He thought he was a master of torment.
Unexpectedly, Lu Nanchu's passive-aggressive behavior was even more maddening.
Sang Ruo couldn't help but sigh, "But the fact that things have turned out this way between them is entirely Xu Chen's own doing. What is there for him to feel aggrieved about?"
Even if he really has to blame someone, shouldn't he be the one who should be blamed the most?
If it weren't for his repeated help to Wen Qingyi, how could Nan Chu have become so disheartened by him?
In the end, she completely gave up on him.
Everything was the result of his own actions.
Who can be blamed?
...
A week later, at the Museum of Fine Arts, New York.
After nearly half a month of preparation, Sang Ruo's jade carving design exhibition finally opened at the Museum of Fine Arts, New York.
With Lu Nanchu's assistance, Bo Jinyan invited many celebrities from China and the United States to attend, making the once quiet and deserted art gallery seem to be revitalized.
Lu Nanchu even gave Bo Jinyan a day off for this jade carving design exhibition and personally went to attend it.
"Cousin, the jade carving design exhibition you organized for your wife is so lively!" Lu Nanchu was envious of how good he was to Sang Ruo: "I'm so envious. I don't have such a wonderful marriage and love."
Her marriage and love were an elaborate deception.
It was full of calculations from the very beginning.
How can they compare to Bo Jinyan and Sang Ruo?
Bo Jinyan sensed the bitterness in her words and comforted her, "I believe you will meet a man who truly loves you in the future."
Just as Lu Nanchu was about to say something, she heard a sound in her ear.
Bang--
The group of black men repeated their mistake, shooting and shattering the glass window of the art gallery!
"ah!"
Upon hearing the gunshots, the crowd fled in fear.
But this time, unlike the last time, the Black people didn't lie in ambush outside. Instead, they ran into the exhibition hall and began scrambling to snatch the jade carvings inside.
It was more like a robbery than a shooting.
Many people fled immediately upon hearing the sound, not daring to linger.
Upon hearing the sound, Sang Ruo used her hands to protect her most important work: the person in the cage.
However, a bullet pierced her arm, causing her to bleed immediately.
Sang Ruo was in so much pain that she had to lean against the wall, but she still didn't put down the jade carving in her hands, holding it tightly in her arms.
"Xiao Ruo!"
Bo Jinyan was so frightened that his face changed color. Ignoring his own safety, he rushed to Sang Ruo's side. Seeing that the other party seemed to want to shoot, he hugged Sang Ruo and rolled twice on the marble floor!
They successfully dodged many bullets.
He led Sang Ruo into the escape tunnel and confirmed that the surroundings were safe.
He asked her in a panic, "Xiao Ruo, are you alright?"
"My arm..." Sang Ruo's face turned deathly pale with pain, and her voice was weak: "It hurts so much..."
"Let me see."
As Bo Jinyan finished speaking, the dim light in the corridor made it clear that the blood flowing from her arm from being shot was visible.
"Xiao Ruo, you're hurt. I'll take you to the hospital to get your wound treated, okay?"
Sang Ruo nodded slightly, barely having the strength to speak anymore, and could only collapse into his arms.
Bo Jinyan helped Sang Ruo out of the back door of the exhibition hall, got into the car, and drove alone to the nearest Hermann Hospital, where the doctor removed the bullet from her in the emergency room.
"ah!"
When the tweezers were inserted into her flesh to remove the bullet, Sang Ruo couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"Doctor, please be gentle," Bo Jinyan said urgently, accusing the doctor.
The doctor said helplessly in fluent English, "There's nothing we can do. The bullet is stuck in the flesh. If we don't remove it, the flesh will rot. We can only bear with it."
He knew it hurt, but as a doctor, he had to remove the bullet stuck in his flesh.
Otherwise, her wounds won't be able to heal properly.
Sang Ruo's face was drained of color from the pain, even her pink lips looked extremely pale: "Ayan, I'm fine, it just hurts for a little while, I can bear it... Ah!"
She had barely finished speaking when another scream rang out, causing her to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.
"Xiao Ruo." Seeing her in so much pain, Bo Jinyan's eyes welled up with tears. "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well."
Knowing that she had recently been shot, he didn't think about protecting her properly, but instead held a jade carving design exhibition here.
He's so useless!
He underestimated the other party's determination to kill Xiaoruo, which is why she suffered so much.
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