As the sea breeze began to rise at night, Cheng Yue, standing beside Luo Yuming, couldn't help but look at Ruan Qing'an in his arms, and was momentarily speechless.
The pampered young lady seemed to be completely soft, her fair body wrapped in a deep red dress, yet shrouded in a large coat, making her easily embraced.
She is a flower nurtured from the soil of sin, and a single glance seems to stir the deepest desires in one's heart...
"Brother Luo, what's wrong with you—"
"Keep your voice down."
Luo Yuming lowered his voice. He was bending his legs and resting one hand on them, while Ruan Qing'an was lying on his chest, her other hand wrapped around his slender waist to prevent her from falling.
But no matter how you explain it, this is an overly aggressive and possessive embrace, not allowing Cheng Yue to even glance at it.
He could only turn his head to the side and whisper, "Brother Luo, after Luo Zhihong was sent to the hospital at yesterday's banquet and received emergency treatment, he will still need to use a wheelchair for a while."
"Yes, given his personality, he won't swallow this insult."
"Of course, I heard they've been causing trouble at the hospital."
At this point, Cheng Yue hesitated for a moment: "Brother Luo, Luo Zhihong's matter was handled by Ruan Qing'an because she made the call, and in the end, she took the blame in her name."
“After Luo Zhihong is discharged from the hospital, he will definitely cause trouble for Ruan Qingan. Ruan Qingan is in an awkward position now, and he is evenly matched with Luo Zhihong. Why not let them fight like dogs?”
After Cheng Yue finished speaking, he noticed that Luo Yuming was just keeping his head down and not saying anything, so he reached out and patted him: "Brother Luo?"
"...I was the one who hit him."
Luo Yuming said coldly, a hint of dark green surging in his deep eyes, his fingertips unconsciously caressing Ruan Qing'an's waist.
“But how did Ruan Qingan treat you before, Brother Luo?”
"There's no need to push the blame onto Ruan Qingan; this is my own business."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yue looked at Luo Yuming in disbelief: "Brother Luo, are you crazy? Back when we were getting started, we did everything we could. Now we're just pushing Ruan Qing'an to be the scapegoat."
Luo Yuming closed his eyes and pressed his temples: "Stop talking, let me calm down..."
My mind is in turmoil, as if a wasteland has been invaded and left in ruins.
Ruan, Qing, An.
Luo Yuming never imagined that his relationship with this young lady would change from one of bullying and being bullied, of revenge and being the one being venged, to what it is now... He couldn't even explain what kind of relationship it was.
Cheng Yue didn't dare to speak and waited quietly for a moment. Then, Luo Yuming suddenly stood up and took the key from his hand.
"Brother Luo, where are you going?"
"Go to the hospital."
Luo Yuming paused, turned around and looked at Ruan Qing'an, who was completely asleep from drunkenness, and sighed: "Take her back to the Ruan family later."
"...Okay, that works too."
Cheng Yue answered reluctantly and sat cross-legged to the side, but Luo Yuming, who was supposed to leave, stopped again.
Cheng Yue countered, "Is there anything else you need to tell me, Brother Luo?"
"We'll take her back when it gets light; she wants to see the sunrise."
After saying this, Luo Yuming pressed his temples impatiently, muttering to himself about how troublesome this young lady was, before getting into the car.
For a moment, Cheng Yue, who was sitting in place, froze.
Brother Luo, if you find it troublesome, you don't have to remember it at all!
...
The city's central hospital was still very busy in the early hours of the morning. The inpatient department, which should have been quieter, was unusually noisy tonight, with several nurses coming and going in the single rooms at the end of the corridor.
Luo Zhihong was lying on the hospital bed, his legs were wrapped tightly, and his head was wrapped in gauze. If his injuries were any more severe, he would look exactly like a mummy.
He angrily berated the nurse adjusting the bed height beside him: "Do you even know how to treat patients?"
"Mr. Luo, the fracture has been treated—"
"I'm in so much pain, have you done anything about it?!"
Luo Zhihong interrupted her directly, and the nurse could only reluctantly say, "Mr. Luo, recovery is a process."
No matter what the nurse said, Luo Zhihong impatiently interrupted her, even pushing her to the ground and yelling at her to get out. Only then did the nurse leave awkwardly.
The other nurses outside were waiting. When they saw her come out, they quickly whispered to comfort her, "Never mind, let's not let her in."
"He's been cursing and swearing ever since he was admitted to the hospital..."
"Don't say anything more, his identity is special."
As they were talking, they heard footsteps behind them. A young man in a suit came to their side. He was tall and elegant, and nodded politely: "Excuse me, is Luo Zhihong's ward here?"
"Yes, yes, and who are you?"
Luo Yuming chuckled: "I am his family member."
The nurse glanced at the faint resemblance between them and nodded, "Okay, you can go in now."
Thank you.
Luo Yuming was gentle and polite. He thanked them sincerely before turning and walking into the ward. Only after he was out of sight did the nurses start whispering among themselves.
"Luo Zhihong's family? They look like his brothers."
"We're all family, why is there such a big difference?"
"His brother is much more polite and gentle..."
Luo Yuming, who was described as "gentle and polite," closed the door to shut out the noise, then turned around again, his sharp and aggressive eyes suddenly turning cold.
The dark green under his eyes surged with ferocity and danger, like a wild beast ready to attack at any moment, capable of devouring people alive.
Luo Zhihong was lying in the hospital bed when he heard the noise and continued to curse: "I told you to get out, didn't you hear me? A bunch of deaf people, get out!"
"Damn it, I'll get my revenge sooner or later! That bitch, I've always been so lenient with her, and now she's hitting me for some bastard. When we get out of here, I'm going to fuck her!"
Who are you going to mess with?
A deep, sinister voice rang out.
Luo Zhihong's words came to an abrupt halt. He jerked his head up and met Luo Yuming's dark eyes. An inexplicable sense of fear washed over him. He had never imagined that this bastard would dare to look at him like that...
Luo Zhihong swallowed hard, his voice sharp but his tone weak, "You dog, who gave you the right to talk to me like that? Don't think you're a human being just because you're with Ruan Qing'an."
"I'm asking you, who did you just say you were going to mess with?"
Luo Yuming continued talking to himself as he approached the bedside, his slender fingertips gliding over Luo Zhihong's bandaged leg.
The intense sense of crisis grew stronger, and Luo Zhihong became even more panicked. He couldn't help but say, "Luo Yuming, I advise you to be more sensible. You can't possibly not understand what's going on at the banquet, can you?"
"Ruan Qing'an has no status in the Ruan family anymore. The only one who is truly favored and has any say now is Ruan Tiantian. If you dare to touch me, I will make sure you die a horrible death!"
"Don't think Ruan Qing'an can still protect you, you bastard—"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com