The next moment, Luo Zhihong's voice became almost distorted and changed pitch.
Luo Yuming was sitting by the hospital bed, pressing down on Luo Zhihong's injured leg with one hand, his sinister eyes coldly looking at him: "You can consider the current situation before you speak."
"You, you..."
A sharp pain shot through Luo Zhihong's back, and he instinctively tried to press the call button, but his wrist was instantly twisted backward, causing him so much pain that he couldn't even speak.
Luo Yuming's eyes remained unmoved as he coldly watched Luo Zhihong writhe in agony, his grip on Luo Zhihong's hands remaining firm.
Under Luo Zhihong's panicked and fearful gaze, Luo Yuming finally smiled. He leaned forward and chuckled, "I'm the one who hit you, understand? You're welcome to come looking for trouble, if you still want this leg."
"Luo Yuming, are you crazy?!"
Luo Zhihong's voice trembled, and he curled up in a ball.
Outside the ward, to ensure Luo Zhihong's safety in his private room, the on-duty nurse was taking a nap by the door until the door was suddenly opened, which startled her awake.
Only then did the nurse notice Luo Yuming standing at the door, her brows furrowed in worry: "I'm sorry, he doesn't seem to want to see me. He's very agitated and even fell to the ground. You'll have to handle it."
"It's okay, he's always been restless."
"Okay, thank you for your help."
Luo Yuming nodded, moved his wrists slightly, and then left.
The nurses quickly called someone back to the ward to give Luo Zhihong, who had fallen to the ground, emergency treatment. During the process, he shouted and cursed and kept making a fuss until the nurses finally finished treating him in the middle of the night.
The nurse on duty couldn't help but say, "He suffered a second injury after the fracture, and he's still so uncooperative. I'm afraid he'll be lame for the rest of his life."
“We did our best. Didn’t you hear how awful he was cursing? His brother came to see him out of kindness, and he still insulted him like that. Look at him, he doesn’t seem like the kind of person with bad intentions.”
"That's right, his fracture is a real problem."
...
As the sun rises over the sea, its orange-yellow light spreads across the surging surface, reflecting off the shimmering water in a truly beautiful sight.
Ruan Qing'an woke up at this moment, still wrapped in that oversized suit jacket, leaning against the car.
And right before them was a sunrise, just as Luo Yuming had promised. It was grand and magnificent, with clouds bathed in golden light, resembling the skirt of a goddess, inlaid on the horizon.
037: [My goodness, how did you even fall asleep?!]
"It's quite comfortable in his arms."
"So you really dare to sleep with him? That's the male lead, he could kill you at any moment and send you to your death!"
"What is there for a man like me to be afraid to sleep with?"
Ruan Qing'an replied casually, "Wasn't this a task assigned by the Supreme God? Didn't he tell you what kind of person I was before?"
【Ah, the supreme god, he, he—】
037 stopped speaking and didn't continue. Could it be some kind of classified information from the system...?
Ruan Qing'an's leaden eyes darkened slightly, as if in deep thought.
Just then, Cheng Yue, who had been waiting to the side, finally stepped forward: "Hello, I am the designated driver hired by Mr. Luo Yuming. I am here to take you home, Miss."
Designated driver?
In the original text, Cheng Yue was Luo Yuming's capable subordinate, contributing to his path of revenge. In fact, Cheng Yue's assistance was also crucial in the downfall of the Luo and Ruan families.
However, Ruan Qing'an did not specify, nor was she curious about where Luo Yuming had gone. She simply stood up and casually tossed her suit jacket into Cheng Yue's arms, saying, "Here you go."
Seeing Ruan Qing'an's dismissive attitude, Cheng Yue felt a surge of anger, and his face darkened.
Before he could speak, Ruan Qing'an had already gotten into the driver's seat, and Cheng Yue instinctively ran forward: "She said it was for me—"
"No need to send it away, just return the clothes to Luo Yuming."
As Ruan Qingan spoke, he closed the car window.
Cheng Yue was a little stunned. He wanted to say something, but he could only see Ruan Qing'an's beautiful profile. She had once again resumed her aloof and indifferent attitude, looking down at people with a condescending and patronizing gaze.
As the engine roared and the supercar shot off like an arrow, Cheng Yue heard her gentle words.
"Tell him the sunrise was beautiful and thank you."
Cheng Yue stood frozen in place, unable to process what he had just witnessed. It seemed that Miss Ruan, whom he had always looked down upon, had realized something…
When Ruan Qing'an returned to the villa, Mo Hong was waiting in the living room. The elderly butler was so anxious that his hair had turned white. He only went forward to greet Ruan Qing'an when he saw him.
"Miss, where have you run off to? Please don't act rashly! What if something happens to you?!"
"I'm sorry to have worried you, Grandpa Mo."
Mo Hong paused, then said with some worry, "Miss, the master wants you to go to his study to see him after you return. It's probably about what happened at yesterday's banquet."
Ruan Qing'an was slightly taken aback: "About the banquet?"
"Young Master Luo has been taken to the hospital emergency room and hasn't come out yet. We heard he was going to cause trouble, so the master told you to go find him as soon as you get back, Miss."
"I just don't know what happened. Luo Zhihong originally said he wanted to settle accounts with you, Miss, but now we haven't heard from him at all."
Mo Hong was still a little worried, but Ruan Qing'an relaxed a bit and patted the old man's hand: "Don't worry, Grandpa Mo, he probably won't be able to find us."
Luo Zhihong is not one to let things go easily, especially now that Ruan Tiantian's appearance has shaken Ruan Qing'an's position in the Ruan family. Ever since they broke off relations, how could he possibly let go of such an opportunity?
However, the only thing that could make him change his attitude in just one night was Luo Yuming, who disappeared in the middle of the night.
After calming Mo Hong down a bit, Ruan Qing'an looked around to make sure no one was there before stepping forward. She lowered her voice and said, "Grandpa Mo, at this banquet, the pretense of peace between my father and me has been completely shattered."
“Dad has always preferred Ruan Tiantian. Bringing her back after Mom’s death is probably to pave the way for her.”
Mo Hong, being an old man from the Han family, immediately realized that Ruan Qing'an was the sole heir to the Hongyuan Group originally held by the Ruan family, and Ruan's mother still wielded considerable influence.
The shareholders within the group naturally favored Nguyen Thanh An, and if they wanted to establish Nguyen Thien Thien's authority, Nguyen Thanh An would be the first target.
Seeing Mo Hong's expression turn serious, Ruan Qing'an said earnestly, "Grandpa Mo, my days are numbered, and I can only rely on you for the rest."
"Don't worry, Miss."
The old man's eyes were resolute, and his voice was firm as he answered.
Ruan Qing'an was relieved and turned to walk towards the study on the second floor.
Mr. Ruan was sitting at his desk, waiting with an unhappy expression, when he heard the door open. He looked up and saw Ruan Qing'an walk in. The next moment—
He grabbed a cup from the table and smashed it in front of Ruan Qing'an, the shards even grazing her face.
"You've had your fun out there, and now you know to come back?"
"Kneel down!"
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