"I'm not going to the hospital to confront him."
"Very good!"
Song Ran exclaimed happily, "Teacher, I'll go with you to the police station! I have video footage of what they're up to at the hospital. Let's have the police investigate further and see what other tricks they're up to!"
"No."
Lin Qinghuan suddenly interrupted, "Ranran, I don't want more people to know about what happened today, so I won't go to the police station for now."
"Let me have some peace and quiet. I want to go home and rest for a few days to think about how to handle this."
Song Ran looked at her with heartache and offered to take her home, but Lin Qinghuan waved her hand and walked out alone.
Looking at her lonely figure, Yan Miao felt something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why.
.........
On Binjiang Avenue.
The driver looked at the beautiful woman in the back seat, wearing a mask and sunglasses, silently basking in the cold wind, and couldn't help but ask with concern, "Miss, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Do you need me to pull over?"
Lin Qinghuan tightened her trench coat; she was a little cold, but it couldn't compare to the coldness in her heart.
She replied politely, "Thank you, driver. It's alright, please continue driving."
"Let me confirm again, is it the Emperor Hotel?"
"Yes."
"Miss, why are you staying in a hotel so late at night instead of going home? It's not safe for you to be alone."
"I'm not going back. I had some disagreements with my family, so I'll stay out for the next few days."
"Okay, I'll take you there."
"It's okay to have disagreements. We're all family. Just talk it out. Don't take it to heart."
Seeing her like that, the driver was afraid she might do something rash, so he kept trying to comfort her.
As the car drove along Binjiang Avenue, the wind by the river was more damp and cold than usual, just like Lin Qinghuan's heart.
"bite--"
A message suddenly popped up on my phone.
She clicked on it and saw it was from Han Dongnian!
—Honey, the plan worked! I'm on my way to the hospital. Wait for my good news!
"Honey?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Lin Qinghuan suddenly burst into laughter without warning, turning her self-deprecating laugh into a maniacal roar.
The driver was too frightened to ask any more questions. He silently closed the window for her and drove her to the hotel in silence.
...
In the days that followed.
The news spread like wildfire in major Beijing news outlets and online media, saying that Lin Qinghuan had accidentally fallen in the dance studio, injured her head, and was now in a coma due to serious injuries and was undergoing treatment.
Her husband, Han Dongnian, stayed by her side day and night, taking meticulous care of her!
The real Lin Qinghuan, after sending a text message to Song Ran, completely turned off her phone and disappeared.
If Song Ran hadn't seen the teacher walk out of the dance studio with her own eyes, she would have suspected that she had saved the wrong person.
Never mind, the teacher must be in a bad mood, as long as no one is hurt!
"Ranran, are you alright?"
The man's large hand flashed past her eyes, and Song Ran was suddenly brought back to her senses.
Looking at Han Dongnian with a kind smile in front of her, she suddenly realized that she had come with Assistant Jiang to visit her "teacher" today.
Since the teacher said she didn't want others to know about this, she would definitely have to maintain appearances, so a visit was inevitable.
She gave an awkward laugh. "I'm fine. I was just too worried about the teacher's health and got distracted for a moment..."
Han Dongnian still maintained the demeanor of a good husband, and in front of the two of them, he lovingly wiped the face of the person on the bed with a handkerchief.
The moment his fingertips touched the woman's cheek, Song Ran was surprised to discover—
Lin Qingya's beauty mark under her eye has disappeared!
She stepped forward discreetly, pretending to help, but actually rubbed her eye with her hand as if it was covered by something!
Han Dongnian wiped it carelessly, without actually removing the layer of substance.
What happened? Did the teacher cover it up?
Was she afraid Han Dongnian would find out?
What exactly does the teacher want to achieve?
Song Ran couldn't figure out Lin Qinghuan's motives for a moment, so she casually asked, "Does Teacher Lin's family know about this?"
"Her parents have already come to visit her, so don't worry, I've already put them at ease."
Han Dongnian answered patiently.
He doesn't seem like a devil who secretly plots to steal money and kill people at all!
"What about her sister?"
Han Dongnian was clearly surprised that Song Ran would ask such a question. His hand froze for a moment, and then he put the handkerchief away.
"Qingya has come too, and she comes every day. She cares a lot about her sister."
"alright--"
Assistant Jiang suddenly spoke up, "Let's go out first, so as not to disturb Teacher Lin's rest. We'll come to visit again in a few days."
"good!"
Song Ran greeted Han Dongnian and left the ward with her doubts.
Inside the villa.
Yan Miao opened the door to sign for the newly purchased furniture. The workers carefully moved the items into the house to install them. As she passed through the living room, she inadvertently glanced at the television that was on.
The news displayed above was about Lin Qinghuan falling into a coma!
She suddenly became curious about what Lin Qinghuan would do.
Should we choose to forgive them?
Just as she expected...
Yan Miao knew perfectly well that things beyond her authority were no longer her concern.
Her original intention was simply to prevent Lin Qinghuan from repeating the same mistakes she made!
As for what she will choose and what consequences she will have to bear, she has no interest in interfering!
As long as it doesn't affect Song Ran, anything goes.
………
One month later.
As expected, Lin Qinghuan recovered and was discharged from the hospital.
That day, she declined all visits from relatives, friends, business partners, and even Song Ran.
She told the public that she wanted to have a proper celebration with her husband, Han Dongnian.
Everyone expressed their understanding; after all, having survived such a close call, it's perfectly normal to want to be with family.
In the evening, Han Dongnian specially prepared a candlelight dinner.
In the flickering candlelight, Lin Qinghuan's face appeared exceptionally beautiful, breathtakingly so!
Han Dongnian stroked her bare shoulders from behind with fascination, rested his chin on her shoulder, and sighed with ecstasy, "Wife, we can finally be together without any worries from now on, and no one will bother us anymore."
Lin Qinghuan's lips, painted with bright red lipstick, curved slightly into a smile. "Yes, no one will bother us anymore..."
"I'll have my studio draft a statement tomorrow announcing my hiatus from acting!"
"Retire from performing? When did I ever say I wouldn't dance anymore?"
Han Dongnian was taken aback. "We agreed that we would announce our retirement from acting as soon as we were discharged from the hospital. Otherwise, with your skill level, it will be discovered sooner or later. We can't take that risk!"
Don't you want our family of three to live a good life?
"She's already earned enough for the three of us to live a life of luxury. You're simply not cut out for dancing, so don't force it!"
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