Chapter Fifty

  In the hospital, Shen Yue came to the bedside, frowning at the figure in front of him, Wang Shaokuo, who had already removed the bandage and was still unconscious. The red scar on the left corner of his eye would leave a permanent mark, according to the doctor. These were the words Shen Dang said to Shen Yue at that time, but in Shen Yue's eyes, no matter what she became, she was still his Wang Shaokuo.

  Sitting quietly beside him, staring at his face, she asked: "What did the doctor say? Why hasn't he woken up for so long?"

  Luo replied: "The doctor said that they are also unclear about this. After doing several checks, everything is fine with the brain, and we still need to observe."

  "Change hospitals, find the best doctor, she shouldn't be lying here." Holding Wang Shaokuo's hand to her lips, her eyes revealing thoughts, she whispered: "Shaokuo, you've been investigating for so long, and soon there will be results, so you must wake up quickly." After finishing, she closed her eyes, her lips fell on the back of his hand, and she gave a deep kiss before putting his hand under the quilt. She straightened up and faced Luo.

  "I'll be leaving for a while, her safety... I'm leaving it all up to you."

  Luó was a bit worried and felt that Shěn Yuè was going to do something dangerous: "Yuè jie, are you okay by yourself?"

  "Shen Hui will be by my side, don't worry, she's awake and remember to tell me." Shen Yue has already walked to the door.

  "I understand."

  Xishan Hot Spring is one of the industrial chains under the name of Shi's family, specializing in providing nursing and physical therapy services to VIP patients from hospitals owned by Shi's family. Therefore, every year, members of Shi's family also come here for experience.

  Especially as the weather gradually cools down, soaking in a hot spring before winter is very beneficial for the body.

  Xiang Qian Tong initially didn't want to participate, after all, meeting Si Luo Chen's family would be somewhat awkward. Yi Lin suggested that Xiang Qian Tong should soak in the hot springs more often to promote blood circulation, as the water contains a large amount of beneficial minerals that can improve her cold intolerance and is also good for the skin. At the same time, she reminded him to pay attention to several things when soaking in the hot springs, not to do it on an empty stomach and not to eat too much.

  After listening to Irin's suggestion and also considering that Seliu Chen hoped she would go, Xian Tong could only grit her teeth and agree.

  Xiang Qian Tong stepped into the Si family's mansion for the first time, looking around at the surroundings, which were built like a palace. No wonder Si Luo Chen always said he didn't like going home, it was too big and empty. These things had no concept in Xiang Qian Tong's mind, but now that she saw it... it was indeed very large.

  Every corner has the shadow of a servant, and also bodyguards, with surveillance all around. I finally understand why Si Luo Chen doesn't like it here, because this place is not only desolate but also very oppressive.

  After walking for a long time, they finally arrived at the front door of the villa. Xiang Qiong saw Si Luo Chen's mother, Fang Shan Yu, and only then did she realize that Si Luo Chen resembled his mother. However, Fang Shan Yu had an even stronger aura, a mature beauty formed through years of experience and trials.

  "Hello Aunt Fang."

  Fang Shanyu smiled and looked at the pretty girl in front of her, nodding: "Hmm, you're good. I've always heard Lu Chen mention you, indeed a beautiful girl, do you have a boyfriend?"

  This remark almost choked Si Luochen with air, and he coughed twice, saying: "Mom, where do you get off asking this as soon as we meet?"

  Xie Yun and Irene stood by, smiling but saying nothing.

  Xiang Qian Tong could only stand by with a silly smile on her face.

  "You take a look at yourself, you're not even looking for someone properly and now you're corrupting your friends. Qian Tong, don't mind him, just consider this place as your own home, don't be polite." The sudden change in topic left Si Luo Chen unprepared.

  Toward Qian Tong, she hastily nodded obediently and afterward Fang Shanyu didn't say anything else. Originally they were gathering at the Si family to set off, so Xiang Qiantong didn't enter the house to sit down.

  A low-key MPV stopped beside her, and it wasn't until she sat in the car that Qian Tong let out a sigh of relief. In her eyes, this was the first time she had contact with someone from the Si family, to be honest, she was a bit afraid. Especially after hearing some things about Fang Shanyu from Si Luo Chen's mouth, Qian Tong was worried that she would notice something.

  So all the way, they tried to keep a distance from Si Luo Chen. Si Luo Chen understood that the other two were ignoring him.

  Fan Fangxue was somewhat puzzled, this rumor that Qian Tong and Si Luochen's relationship had been good since college, like they were one person, why did it seem so distant now?

  After driving for about three hours, the car stopped in front of the hot spring hotel. It was built at the foot of a mountain, surrounded by mountains and water, with a very classical architectural style, which Qian Tong liked very much.

  Yilin stretched after getting off the car and said: "Wow, this place is really too comfortable."

  Fang Shanyu smiled: "Yilin, you like coming back and playing often, just tell Rouyun about it."

  "Definitely definitely." Irina replied with a smile.

  Under the arrangement of the servant, one person per room. Qian Tong's room is on the left side of Si Luo Chen, and on the right side is Yi Lin. Across from them are Fang Shan Yu and Si Rou Xuan.

  As soon as Qian Tong opened the door and put down her bag, she realized that the so-called hot spring was not a pool where everyone soaked together, but rather each room had its own hot spring pool. When she pulled open the curtains, she could see the hot spring pool and enjoy the view of the lake in front while soaking. It's really a different lifestyle for the rich.

  Took out clothes from backpack, changed into casual wear, snuggled in room watching TV.

  Leisurely unaware of the passage of time, I heard a knock on the door. At first, I thought it was Si Luo Chen, but when I opened the door, I found Yilin wearing a deep blue sweater. Her long hair was tied up high, looking exactly like a high school student. "Yilin? Is there something going on?"

  Yilin knew that the one who wanted to knock on the door was Si Luochen, and she spread her hands out and pouted: "Sorry it's not Sister Si. Want to go to the entertainment center together? I just looked for Sister Si but they're not around."

  Anyway, I agreed with Irina to go to the entertainment center together. There were not many people here, but the entertainment facilities were very complete. There was nothing you couldn't think of, and there was nothing you couldn't play.

  Not far away, the sound of "bang - bang - bang" was heard, something hitting the wall. As I looked in the direction of the sound, I saw two figures moving left and right in the squash court, it was Si Luo Chen and Si Rou Nan.

  Si Lu Chen's expression was serious in the midst of exercise, and to Qian Tong's eyes, it seemed to have a different feeling. Recalling their university days' three-legged race, everyone thought Si Lu Chen wouldn't be able to hold on, but at that time, only Qian Tong could see her serious expression carefully.

  Although Cui Luochen usually appears to be very indifferent, she is actually very strong-willed. Unfortunately, due to her identity, no matter how hard she tries, people's gazes always focus on the things behind her back. If she does well, it's taken for granted; if she doesn't do well, she's met with cold ridicule and scorn.

  So she doesn't like being with people.

  Just looking at her serious expression, Qian Tong's mouth corners twitched with a smile.

  "Xiang Jie, when Xiang Jie becomes serious, isn't she especially captivating?" Irin asked, standing beside him and seeing how infatuated he was with Xiang Qian.

  Qian Tong was taken aback for a moment: "......"

  Yilin smiled: "I bet on this round, Dàsī (Big S) sister will win."

  Qian Tong looked at Irin, who was smiling mischievously, and then at the two of them. What was originally a normal workout seemed to have turned into a competitive match because of Irin's one sentence.

  But Si Lui Chen has always been in a dominant position, how could he lose?

  As a result, at the last ball that determined the outcome, Yilin put her hands around her mouth and shouted: "Xiang Jie -"

  Only to see Si Luo Chen's action paused for a moment, the ball slipped past the racket and fell to the ground, rolling to Si Wei Nan's feet.

  The game is over, Si Lu Chen lost.

  Qian Tong was taken aback, thinking to himself that the women around him were indeed one more cunning than the other.

  Yilin smiled mischievously and said, "I told you so." Then she handed the mineral water beside her to Si Ruo Nan and Si Luo Chen who were walking out of the squash court.

  "Good job, good job."

  Si Wei Nan knew that his victory was not glorious, and seeing his somewhat depressed sister beside him, he tactfully found a reason to leave. Yilin naturally understood that it was not suitable to stay here for long, and she followed Si Wei Nan's reason to leave together.

  The empty squash court was left with only two people. Si Luo Chen panted heavily, adjusting his heart rate, his long hair tied back, sweat dripping from his forehead, down his cheeks and into the depths of his collarbone. His rhythmic chest heaves made Si Luo Chen's entire person exude extra sensuality.

  The first time I saw Si Luo Chen with her hair tied up, the whole feeling was different, and she didn't look as cold as before.

  Qian Tong looked at Si Luo Chen's expression and immediately handed over the towel, taking back the mineral water that had just been brought: "Wipe your sweat, you played well."

  "Uh-huh." Si Luo Chen almost hummed out the word, took over the towel, wiped his sweat and said: "You wait for me for a while, I'll go take a shower and change my clothes, let's go eat together?"

  "Okay, what do you want to eat?" Qian Tong handed the water bottle to Si Chen and asked.

  He took over the water and sipped it twice, saying: "Hot pot."

  She stared at Qian Tong, wasn't she the one who disliked eating hot pot the most? She had always disliked so many people's chopsticks stirring around in one pot, how come today, suddenly wanting to eat hot pot?

  "The weather has turned cold, so my sister said we should eat more hot pot." Xian Xiang Tong looked puzzled, and Si Luo Chen explained.

  To Qian Tong: "......"

  Cui Wan walked out of the door and let out a sneeze, rubbing her nose.

  "Big sister Da Si should go back and take a shower, it's still quite cold outside." Yilin said with concern.

  "Then I'll head back first, let's talk more over dinner tonight." He said, turning in another direction.

  Elin walked alone with her hands in the pockets of her hoodie, taking another route to the rooftop of the hot spring hotel. Standing at the edge of the rooftop, this was the highest and most beautiful spot in the entire hotel. Elin gazed out at the distant sunset, took a deep breath, and smiled slightly. She loved watching sunsets because her mother had once told her that she had fallen irreparably in love with her father, regardless of his social status, simply because when she first saw him, his figure was silhouetted against the sunset, making him appear particularly majestic.

  Yilin first fantasized about the person she would like in the future, and he must have such a tall figure.

  Just behind her, a figure stood there, gazing at Irina's back with a slightly cold gaze. Taking steps, quietly approaching her.

  The wind on the rooftop was quite strong, and the howling gusts prompted Irina to put up the hood of her jacket, completely unaware that someone was approaching her.

  Just as the figure was about to approach Irina, a pair of hands suddenly appeared at the bottom of the railing in front of her, and then a figure emerged from below, sweeping past Irina's gaze. Irina was completely stunned by this scene, staring straight at the black figure reflected in the sunset.

  She remembered this masked person, the fleeting blur in the restaurant, but why was she appearing here? And with a short knife in her hand.

  Is she going to kill me? Irin thought in her heart, but her feet were too scared to move.

  Everything happened too fast, and all she saw was the figure passing over Irina and landing behind her, followed by a man's muffled grunt.

  When Irene turned around, she found that there was still a tall man standing behind her, with a short knife piercing his chest.

  "Who sent you?" Her voice was extremely cold, even colder than the wind on this rooftop.

  The man sneered and said: "You're just like me, neither human nor ghost. What's with the pretentious act? Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood after finishing speaking.

  As a result, he didn't get any advantage, and the knife went in another inch. The man let out a muffled voice: "Just kill me directly!"

  Such conversation completely made Irina confused.

  "No matter who it is, go back and tell him. If he wants to find her, he'll have to kill me first." With that, she drew out a short knife, the man's eyebrows furrowed in concern. The woman said again, "Let's go."

  "Are you sure?" The man's eyes filled with hatred asked: "Let me go, or you'll regret it."

  "Say one more word and I'll regret it." The woman's voice was laced with chilliness, devoid of any warmth.

  As expected, the man didn't say another word, his gaze coldly swept over Irina. Just one glance and Irina felt a shiver run down her spine; this was no ordinary person's gaze.

  And with this speed of departure, Irina seemed to see some incredible creature.

  Who are these people?

  Who is "he" in their mouths?

  Is it one of us?

  Too many questions made Irina stand still on the spot, completely forgetting that there was a woman wearing a mask in front of her, even more terrifying.

  The woman turned around, her eyes coldly staring at Irina, and said in a chilly tone: "At the scene of the crime in the clubhouse, did you take pictures?"

  Yilin raised her eyes to look at the woman whose expression was unclear, but from her cold gaze, she saw the sunset reflected in them. Upon closer inspection, it didn't seem that cold after all. She nodded in response: "Yes, how did you know?"

  "May I take a look?" The woman asked in a calm and collected tone.

  "Who are you? I... why should I trust you?" Irina was once suspicious that the murderer was her, but it didn't seem quite right now. But Irina also asked herself if this letter was really written by herself.

  "Yan Bing. The person just now was the killer, I just wanted to see his method, whether it's someone I'm familiar with." Yan Bing put the short knife back into the scabbard on her waist, her tight black leather jacket, and under the white mask, only her pale skin, thin lips, and those cold eyes could be seen. A faint cherry blossom scent surrounded her, and for a moment, Irene thought she had traveled through time.

  "My phone is in my room." Irin replied, taking off her hoodie and smoothing out her disheveled hair.

  "See you later." He suddenly paused and said coldly, "Let's go eat."

  Yilin still didn't understand what was going on, and saw Yan Bing jump down from the same place she had just come up from, after which she disappeared.

  Irene's mouth was slightly open in stunned silence, this...this is at least five stories high! This is unscientific!

  "Miss Yi, madam asks you to go have dinner." It was the servant of the Shi family who accompanied her.

  Irina heard the call and came to her senses, nodding in response: "Oh, I'm coming." Without thinking much, she followed the servant out.

  Her footsteps stopped at the stairs leading down from the rooftop, and Irin turned her head to gaze at that place which had just seemed like a dream, staring at the sun being gradually swallowed by the mountains, with a faint smile playing on her lips.

  The author has something to say: I remember that I didn't like eating hot pot at first, but later found out that it's actually a very delicious thing. When I was in Beijing, I got used to the spicy sauce, but now that I'm in Jiangnan, I don't get used to it... still looking for the right hot pot seasonings that suit my taste.

  Especially Sichuan's spicy hot pot, it really makes me nostalgic. At the end of the month, I plan to go to Dali for a trip, and that place is also mainly spicy food, but I don't know what delicious food there is. Who among you is more familiar with it? Are there any special recommendations for good food? You can talk about it here~~~ Hehe.

  Yilin elementary school sister is infatuated, I have already seen through your mind, hurry up and beg me, beg me and I will give you Yan Bing as a reward!

  Wowwwwwww! (^.^)

  Mumu da.