Song Nuan found it extremely noisy.
So slow and indecisive!
She didn't want to hear about Lu Ziyang or Qin Yuchuan; all she wanted now was a man.
She was so angry that she kept snorting, and subconsciously raised her hand to slap Lu Ziyang, hitting him squarely in the face, and shouted: "If you can't handle it, then find another man!"
I think I just heard Ansze's voice.
"I don't want you anymore, An Sze-ze, let's have An Sze-ze instead..."
Lu Ziyang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
He unbuckled his belt, tied Song Nuan's feet together, held down her hands, and lifted her up horizontally with one hand, placing her in the bathtub.
Turn on the switch, and cold water gushed out.
The weather was already cold, and it was late at night. Song Nuan wasn't dressed warmly enough and couldn't stand the chill, which made her scream and struggle desperately to escape.
But as soon as he stood up, Lu Ziyang pressed him back into the bathtub to soak.
She flew into a rage, "Lu Ziyang, are you crazy! Don't you know it's freezing?!"
Lu Ziyang asked calmly, "Are you awake?"
Song Nuan bit her lip and remained silent.
Touching the cold water didn't extinguish the fire within her; instead, it seemed to intensify. However, the icy chill brought her back to her senses.
What exactly did Xie Lingyu feed her?
She turned her face away from Lu Ziyang, her voice strained with suppressed pain, "You can leave now."
Seeing that her face was still flushed, Lu Ziyang paused for a moment, then got up and left.
Watching his retreating figure, Song Nuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The bathtub was already full of water, and she closed her eyes and sank to the bottom.
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands scooped her up.
As soon as Song Nuan opened her eyes, her vision was blocked again. Lu Ziyang wrapped her up in a blanket like a cocoon.
She twisted and turned a couple of times, but found she couldn't move. "What are you trying to do?"
"Go to the hospital."
Half an hour later, after the IV drip was finished, Song Nuan felt the burning sensation in her body gradually subside.
The effects of the alcohol hadn't worn off yet, and she was still feeling drowsy.
She fell asleep shortly afterward.
At the door of the ward, Lu Ziyang stood with his hands in his pockets, his gaze falling on her through the glass. His eyes were deep and serene, making it difficult to discern what he was thinking.
Ansze happened to be coming out of the elevator.
His short hair was a bit messy, as if he had been in a fight.
Leaning against the wall, he unscrewed the mineral water bottle, downed more than half of it in one gulp, and said, panting heavily, "Old Lu, I'm too late. Xie Lingyu has run away, and I haven't been able to find her."
"Call the police and let them find it." Lu Ziyang said expressionlessly.
He knew Xie Lingyu was not easily fooled.
This woman caused trouble time and time again, but each time she managed to escape unscathed. If she weren't so cunning, she would have been dealt with long ago when she switched the samples to frame Song Nuan.
An Sze nodded, "Li Shengwei has been taken to the police station. I've retrieved the surveillance footage from the club and the hotel. The evidence is conclusive, and Li Shengwei can't escape now. It's that woman who's in a bit of trouble."
Lu Ziyang turned to look at him.
An Sze said, "Judging from the surveillance footage, she has cleared herself of any wrongdoing, but the key is whether Li Shengwei will point the finger at her."
He paused for a few seconds and asked, "Should I contact Director Wu?"
"No need," Lu Ziyang refused. "I have plans. You should go back first."
"Alright," An Sze asked, "How's Nuan Nuan?"
Lu Ziyang's eyes darkened slightly, and he calmly replied, "I was forced to take medicine and drink alcohol, so I have some minor injuries, but nothing serious. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."
He spoke lightly, but Ansze knew how much he was suffering.
An Sze hesitated, then ultimately said nothing.
He peeked at the sleeping Song Nuan, then looked back at Lu Ziyang, sighed deeply, picked up the mineral water bottle, and left.
Lu Ziyang didn't blame him, but An Sze still felt bad.
Originally, I wanted to help find out Song Nuan's thoughts, but my good intentions backfired, and I ended up getting her hospitalized.
On the red supercar.
An Sze took a deep drag of his cigarette, looking melancholy.
He threw away his cigarette and made a phone call. "Director Zhou, I hope I'm not bothering you this late?"
The voice on the other end was languid, clearly someone who had been woken up, but there was no hint of impatience in its tone. "No, what are you saying, Young Master An? But at this hour, does Young Master An have any instructions?"
An Sze hummed in agreement. "I just sent someone named Li Shengwei to your place."
"You mean..."
"Let's release them first." An Sze played with his lighter, smiling innocently. "I'll send it to you tomorrow, how about that?"
Director Zhou hurriedly said, "I'll give the order right now."
Ten minutes later.
Li Shengwei walked out of the police station unharmed.
He was a little dazed when he was suddenly released, but he felt mostly lucky and proud to have survived a disaster.
A gust of wind made the wound ache slightly.
Li Shengwei lifted his shirt and looked down at the bruises on his body. He was covered in bruises, all from the men who came to rescue Song Nuan. He cursed, "Damn Song Nuan, you just wait!"
"You've already been to the police station, and you're still not behaving?"
A voice suddenly rang out.
It was already late, and there was hardly anyone around. Li Shengwei was startled by the sound and looked around warily.
"Who is it? Don't play tricks!"
As he spoke, he turned around and ran back to the police station.
After running a few steps, Li Shengwei suddenly bumped into something and fell to the ground.
Under the streetlight, a large shadow was cast. Before he could look up to see what it was, a foot stomped hard on his chest. Just as he was about to get up, he was kicked back to the ground.
An Sze-tse asked with a smile, "Why are you running?"
When Li Shengwei saw his face clearly, he was shocked, "It's you..."
"Yes, it's me." An Sze replied with a smile, flicking his hand to reveal a blade in his palm, which gleamed with a chilling silver light under the moonlight.
Li Shengwei was trembling with fear, and he could barely speak, "W-what do you want to do! This is in front of the police station. If you dare to lay a hand on me, believe me, the police will arrest you right now!"
"It's so noisy."
He ripped off Li Shengwei's socks, crumpled them up, and stuffed them into his mouth.
He deftly made several cuts on his wrist.
Li Shengwei screamed, but the sound was muffled by his socks, and only a dull whimper could be heard, which did not alarm anyone.
An Sze looked down at him and said, "Your mistress is quick to run away. You two live in the next room, how could she get away so fast? But don't worry, in a few days, I'll bring her to the police station to keep you company."
Li Shengwei's eyes widened, and he kept whimpering.
An Sze-tse was annoyed by what he heard.
With a slap on his forehead, An Sze said coldly, "Don't even think about causing any trouble in the police station. I can let you out, and I can also send you back to jail anytime."
After giving the warning, he left without looking back.
Li Shengwei lay on the ground, as if all his strength had been drained from his body.
A small patch of water appeared behind me without my noticing.
He struggled to spit out the sock, clutched his hand, his face contorted in pain, and roared hoarsely, "Xie Lingyu, you fucking dared to cheat me!"
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