Chapter 78: Returning to School * Exploding in Anger

  Xiang Hong secretly followed him and saw clearly which floor the elevator reached.

  As soon as the elevator stopped, she pressed the button. It was just a moment of hesitation, but on the empty corridor, there wasn't even a single shadow of a person.

  Xiang Hong was somewhat discomfited, and she stumbled and staggered as she ran back and forth on the soft carpet. All the doors in the house were tightly closed.

  She hastily took out her mobile phone, dialed Song Shuyu's number, and the cold, emotionless female voice of the mobile customer service came through: "The phone you dialed is turned off..."

  Xiang Hong widened her eyes and took a closer look at the number, it was indeed Song Shuyu's, no mistake!

  She was thinking about whether to call Zhao Yibo's mobile phone and ask him to go to the front desk to inquire about the room number of Zhao Yanran or Song Shuyu, just as she saw a door flashing in the corridor, bright light overflowing, and then several service staff came out.

  She wanted to quietly remember the location of that house door from here, but those few people kept swaying back and forth, making her lose her reference.

  Helpless, she could only go forward and ask: "Excuse me, which room is Commander Song Shuyu in? Deputy Commander Zhao said he's drunk, and told me to bring the meeting files for tomorrow directly over here. He said he'd be waiting for me at the lounge, but I came late, so..."

  The waitress looked like a young girl, and her tone was familiar with the two people, so she should be Zhao Yanran's subordinate. She didn't think much of it and politely told her the room number.

  Xiang Hong's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. Song Tuanzhang, these people didn't show any confusion, could it be that they were familiar with each other to such an extent that even the waiter could recognize them?

  Suppressing the discomfort churning in her heart, she thanked them and rushed straight for the door.

  Those waiters walked over, and someone turned back to glance at the figure of Sang Hong and said: "This little girl's figure is not bad. I heard that Zhao's subordinates are all good-looking girls selected from the troops. How come there are even those with acne scars all over their faces?"

  Those waiters smiled slyly: "How could this little brat possibly understand?"

  "Why don't I understand?" The waiter who kindly told Sang Hong the room number was unhappy.

  "Haha, Director Zhao is such a powerful and beautiful woman, I'm sure she won't lack men to pamper her, and the more she's pampered, the more beautiful she'll become. Look at that little girl, with an innocent look on her face, haha, if not acne, what else would come out?"

  Xiang Hong turned around and glared at their backs with disgust, but those people didn't notice, continuing to chat and laugh as they entered the elevator.

  The jealousy and anger that had been simmering in her heart could no longer be suppressed, she stormed to the door in a rage.

  No matter what he did after sobering up, she couldn't swallow this breath, letting him and that woman stay in the same room, just thinking about it made her heart break.

  She was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, but she was worried that this was Zhao Yanran's territory and she couldn't handle it alone. She immediately took out her phone to find help, and in her phone, she had stored the numbers of Wang Xiaoshuai and Zhao Gan from the troops. Without hesitation, she dialed Wang Xiaoshuai's number.

  When the mobile phone rang, the soldiers who were watching the program in a serious and enthusiastic atmosphere couldn't help but look at the guy who didn't understand the rules with disdain.

  Wang Xiaoshuai took a look at the number and didn't dare to delay, awkwardly raised his head to apologize to the person next to him, bowed his waist and ran out, only then did he answer the call.

  "Wang Xiaoshuai, come and save your Song Tuan quickly—"

  "What's wrong with Song Tuan, speak slowly, don't panic." Wang Xiaoshuai was startled by Sang Hong's voice and had countless bad thoughts rushing to his mind, he ran straight to the parking lot.

  "He got drunk and was taken to a guest room in the restaurant by Zhao Yanran." Sanhong said hastily.

  Wang Xiaoshuai blinked his eyes, what does this mean?

  "Song Tuan got drunk?" What a joke, he had been to countless big and small parties since following Song Shuyu, that guy drank baijiu like it was soda water, when did he ever get drunk?

  Zhao Yanran? Didn't Song Tuan say that he was going to the city to meet with Sang Hong, that little girl? How did he end up getting mixed up with that woman instead?

  "Supported by three or four waiters in the restaurant, if he wasn't drunk, would he be like this?"

  Xiang Hong angrily asked back and then directly said the name of the restaurant and room number before hanging up the phone.

  He raised his hand and knocked on the door without hesitation.

  Wang Xiaoshuai called out a few times, but didn't hear any response. It wasn't until he arrived at the parking lot that he remembered Song Shuyu had driven the car away.

  Did Zhao Yanran take Song Tuan to the hotel room?

  Zhao Yanran took Song Tuan into the hotel room!

  This woman is ruthless!

  Although unclear about the truth, the top priority is naturally him bringing Song Tuan back in the past.

  Who is Zhao Yanran? If Song Tuan were to be locked in a room with her overnight, whether anything happened or not, he would absolutely never be able to shake her off again. She's like a piece of sticky caramel stuck to Song Tuan!

  Wang Xiaoshuai hesitated for a moment, everyone knew that Zhao Yanran and Song Shuyu's thoughts were on each other, even their teacher probably had already decided that Song Shuyu would be his son-in-law, but he clearly knew that Song Tuan's heart was not with Zhao Yanran.

  Is it a deliberate mistake that missed the opportunity, fulfilled Zhao Yanran's painstaking efforts, or was it a swift and decisive move that fulfilled Song Tuan's happiness?

  His brain, longer than the eight trigrams, spun rapidly, extremely tense, and he muttered to himself: "Alright, Wang Xiaoshuai, now ask you, whose soldier are you, who do you belong to?"

  "Song Shuyu, Song Shuyu is holding my future in his hands."

  "Alright, let's ask again, if he was allowed to do as he pleased, would Song Shuyu willingly become the son-in-law of Zhao Shi Chang's family after being pestered by Zhao Yanran?"

  "Absolutely not, Song Tuan will never be a coward who can be bullied by anyone! If things get out of hand and we have a falling out, I'm afraid everyone will vent their anger on him."

  "This is it, this is it, must hurry up and bring him back."

  Where is the car? Whose car can be used?

  Wang Xiaoshuai nervously circled the parking lot, suddenly he stared at a license plate number 494, and instantly had a brilliant idea in his mind.

  He turned around and rushed to the performance venue, sat in the front row of the leadership seat, and at a glance, he saw a sparse position, a guy standing upright, smiling and staring at the stage - Zhao Ganqun.

  All he saw was his eyes gleaming, the little Skylark on the platform was singing with all its might "A Skylark Flies into the Army Camp", that rotating and smooth throat sang his heart to fluctuate and float, almost drunk.

  Wang Xiaoshuai nervously swallowed his saliva, knowing that at times like these, Zhao Ganqun hated to be disturbed.

  "Captain Zhao——Captain Zhao——" He called out stiffly.

  Zhao Ganqun raised his hand to cover his mouth and pushed him aside, Wang Xiaoshuai directly fell onto the position beside him.

  Wang Xiaoshuai hastily continued to get closer to him: "Zhao Yanran - Zhao Yanran and Song Tuan opened a house together outside."

  "Mind your own business! What's it got to do with you?" Zhao Gan didn't even bat an eyelid, nor did he turn his head.

  "It's none of my business, but it is yours. Xiang Hong caught the package with her own eyes, and you know that girl's temper and skills. Do you think Yan Ran can win against her fists?"

  Wang Xiaoshuai continues to make things difficult for him.

  "What? Say it again?" Zhao Ganqun turned his head this time.

  Wang Xiaoshuai fluently repeated it again.

  "Her old man is sitting over there, you can go talk to him directly." Zhao Gan's eyes lingered on Xiaobailing, his ears filled with the sound of her lovely voice.

  "Do you want her to die? Be beaten by Sang Hong and then killed by your dad? Fine, I'll sit here with you and watch your little Ling. If something happens, I'll take the blame for you. You're not even worried as a brother, why should I be anxious as a small soldier? Besides, Song is drunk, nothing can be blamed on him."

  Wang Xiaoshuai finished speaking and sat down calmly.

  Finally, the applause rose, and the bird woman who sucked away Zhao Qiankun's soul was sent back to the backstage. Wang Xiaoshuai was thinking about how to continue his performance when he felt a tightness in his neck. Zhao Qiankun had already grabbed his collar and stood up, pulling him outwards.

  "Don't be like this——" Wang Xiaoshuai was dragged out of the meeting room with a disheveled face, like a dead dog being pulled along. The soldiers in the front row were stifling their smiles: Who would have thought that someone would dare to touch the tiger's whiskers? He's definitely going to get a good beating outside.

  "Where are they?"

  "Time is gold, VIP room, room number XXX." Wang Xiaoshuai was pushed and almost fell down, but he didn't even complain, and instead followed him with a smile.

  "I'll go myself, what are you going there for, to watch the excitement? You can forget about that." Zhao Ganqun strode away with large steps, full of disdain.

  "I'll drive over and bring Song back, he's dead drunk, are you sending him back?"

  Wang Xiaoshuai didn't feel defeated at all and followed him with a thick face.

  Zhao Qiankun's hand on the car door hesitated for a moment, but he didn't stop him from getting in. Wang Xiaoshuai naturally rolled into the car with the momentum.

  "This matter, shut your rotten mouth, dare to turn back and talk nonsense, see if I castrate you." Zhao Gan Kun threatened fiercely.

  "Yes, yes, I certainly know what's at stake, otherwise, why would I move this Bodhisattva?"

  "Am I a Bodhisattva? What Bodhisattva? You're comparing me to those androgynous things?" Zhao Ganqun furrowed his brow.

  "Ah - hehe, you are Guan Yu, the Bodhisattva of War, who values loyalty and righteousness the most. I wouldn't dare speak nonsense." Wang Xiaoshuai's mind suddenly lit up.

  "Good grief! What's going on here!" Zhao Qiankun couldn't help but laugh, and the two of them got in the car and headed straight to their destination.

  ……

  Zhao Yanran directed those people to put Song Shuyu on the soft big bed, lifted her hand carefully to settle Song Shuyu on the bed, she stretched out her hand and trembled as she unbuttoned his buttons one by one.

  Her already scorching fingertips were scorched by the thick muscles through her blouse.

  He fell asleep, his collar loosened from the tight knot, and his neck was obviously much more comfortable, his breathing also became calm and smooth.

  Those gentle and long breaths, that broad and solid bosom, had wrapped around her dreams countless times, filling her with longing.

  After tonight, you will be mine!

  She gazed at him with deep affection, her fingertips tracing from his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose and then to those thin, brightly colored lips.

  "I don't believe you understand how good I am, and yet you'd still be willing to hate me? I'm afraid that by the time it's too late, perhaps as early as tomorrow morning when you wake up, you'll start falling in love with me."

  She reluctantly turned around, went to the dressing room and took out a set of sexy lace pajamas that had been prepared long ago, walked into the bathroom, adjusted the water temperature, was about to turn on the water when she heard someone knocking at the door outside.

  The door of this VIP room is soundproof and wrapped in white leather. How could there be a knock on the door?

  She walked towards the door in doubt, who is it?

  The waitress here certainly knew where the doorbell was and didn't need to go to so much trouble, she opened the hidden peephole on the door to take a look.

  Xiang Hong was standing anxiously outside the door, knocking and kicking it repeatedly. As she listened to the faint thudding sounds, she realized that the door's soundproofing must be very effective.

  She bent down and pulled out the dagger tied to her wrist, with a few swift cuts, she had already cut off the beautiful soft leather on the door, dug out the wooden board at the bottom, and her knocking sound became clear.

  Zhao Yanran heard exactly this clear knocking sound.

  She saw through the cat's eyes and immediately saw Xiang Hong's resentful face outside, let out a cold hum and withdrew her head.

  He immediately picked up the phone in the room and called security to come quickly.

  Sang Hong heard the sound behind the door and knocked even more vigorously.

  Zhaoyan thought that the security guard would be back soon, so she naturally relaxed. She hooked up the chain behind the door and twisted open the house door, which only allowed a narrow slit to reveal half of her face, just enough for her cool words to get out.

  "Hey, where did this ugly woman come from, and what's she doing here making a scene?"

  Xiang Hong lifted her foot against the door, making the gap as wide as possible: "Zhao Yanran, get Song Shuyu to come and talk to me."

  Zhaoyanran chuckled and said with a pretentious tone, "He's had a bit too much to drink and is currently taking a bath in the bathroom to sober up. I'm afraid it's not convenient for him to talk to you right now."

  "Open the door!"

  "What's the point of opening the door? Look at that face of yours, he told me he was fed up with you long ago. You scared him so much that he lost his appetite for food, and yet you were sent away on just the second day. And yet, you still have the nerve to follow him here, you little girl, how can your skin be so thick?"

  Zhao Yanran seized the opportunity to create contradictions and misunderstandings between these two people.

  Xiang Hong was so angry that her face turned green. She listened carefully and indeed heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.

  "Open the door!" she said gloomily.

  "Go back where you came from..."

  Zhao Yanran laughed with a venomous smile like a witch, didn't this girl have any self-respect at all?

  The figure of Hong in front of her suddenly disappeared. She coldly laughed and walked away, thinking it was for the best if she never paid attention to Song Shuyu again.

  Suddenly, the door shook violently with a loud "bang", she hastily retreated in shock, belatedly realizing that Sang Hong was about to break in.

  She nervously picked up the phone: "Security, security—"

  Her words had barely fallen when the door creaked and cracked twice, followed by a loud crash, and then she fell headfirst into the room.

  Xiang Hong burst through the door with a "whoosh" and jumped in, Zhao Yanran let out a sharp cry as she ran into the room, was caught up by her and grabbed by the hair, slapped hard on that beautiful face left and right.

  "Damn it, you're stealing the man from me, and you don't even care who I, Sang Hong, am. You think you can just step on me like dog shit after pretending to be a good boy in front of me once?"

  After finishing speaking, she was kicked to the ground and kicked twice more. She bent down and pulled out a dagger from her ankle, gritting her teeth.

  Zhao Yanran took one look at her terrifying appearance and thought she was going to kill herself, so she immediately rolled over and crawled while crying for mercy.

  Xiang Hong looked at her with disdain, turned around and rushed into the bathroom, kicking open the slightly ajar door. If this dead man was really awake and planned to take a bath with her, she would definitely give him two knives and cripple him, see if he still dared to flirt with other women.

  Zhao Yanran saw her holding a knife and rushing to the bathroom, she was so frightened that she was stunned. Was she going to kill Song Shuyu?

  Good heavens! That guy won't even budge an inch, just lying there.

  Taking advantage of Sang Hong entering the bathroom, she hastily got up and ran towards the bedroom.

  Xiang Hong turned around in the steam-filled bathroom, but didn't see Song Shuyu's shadow. She immediately turned around and came out, just to see Zhao Yanran rushing towards her, stumbling and staggering along the way.

  She rushed up and grabbed her shoulder, and Zhao Yanran directly rolled onto the ground.

  "Don't touch him, don't touch him—"

  Zhao Yanran rushed over with a roll and a crawl, tears and snot coming down together, and couldn't help but hug her legs to death.

  Xiang Hong kicked her legs hard, but couldn't open them. She immediately said loudly: "Isn't he saying that seeing my face makes him sick? Just kill him with one knife and get it over with. Are you giving him a chance to be on guard?"

  Don't worry, I know I'm no match for him, but I'll stake my life on it today. As a mere commoner, if I die, it's as if I never lived. You two want me to watch you collude in shame? Then just crawl over my corpse!

  Xiang Hong said as she bent down and grabbed her hair, trying to break free from her entanglement.

  "Nobody is allowed to move!" The security guard who rushed upstairs was frightened by the situation and surrounded them without saying a word.

  Xiang Hong fiercely grabbed Zhao Yanran's hair, dragging her to the wall beside, placing a dagger at her throat, and shouted towards the door: "Song Shuyu, get out here! Otherwise, I'll kill this dead slut with one knife!"

  "Ah!" The door didn't budge.

  Xiang Hong's tears gushed out, she thought of a few days ago, he was still playing wild battles with her in the woods, from one to three he cheated, at that time, he liked her so much, but just because of this damn scar, he distanced himself from her, not seeing her for over ten days.

  "Three!" She hated him to death and directly shouted "three" just like he did that day, hoping he would open the door and come out to see her.

  The door didn't budge.

  "Little girl, Song Tuan is really drunk, it took several of us to get him up here, you can shout again, but he won't be able to open the door and come out now."

  The male servant who told Sang Hong the room number almost cried out loud.

  The girl wearing the colorful sweater was nowhere near as tender as when she saw her in the corridor earlier, steadily pinching the dagger against Zhao Yanran's throat, and looking at Zhao Yanran's face, which had already swollen to the point where her nose and eyes were indistinguishable.

  "Who's lying?!" Sang Hong shook Zhao Yanran's head fiercely and asked.

  Zhao Yanran stubbornly insisted: "I didn't."

  Xiang Hong's hand tightened in anger, wanting to slash a few knives on her face. Suddenly, she felt a pain in her wrist and didn't know what had hit it, causing her arm to lose strength.

  The dagger fell along Zhao Yanran's body onto the carpet, shining with a faint dark light.

  She looked up in surprise, only to see Zhao Gan coming step by step, with a stern face and scolding: "Shang Hong, let her go, is this what your skills are for?"

  Xiang Hong saw Zhao Gan Kun and understood that the situation was already over. She let go of Zhao Yan Ran and cried, saying:

  "Captain Zhao, you clearly know I like Song Tuan, and he likes me too. But why are they in the same room tonight? She said Song Tuan doesn't want me anymore. I just wanted to force him out, to hear him say those words myself. What did I do wrong? Tell me!"

  Zhao Gan looked at the dagger that had fallen to the ground in her hand and let out a sigh of relief. He told the security guards, "Seal off the news, disperse the onlookers outside, Wang Xiaoshuai, you go take a look at Song Tuan."

  As soon as he turned his head, he saw his nephew Zhao Yibo walking in step by step with a bewildered expression.

  "Yi Bo, what are you doing here? Go back to school, it's chaotic here." Zhao Ganqun waved his hand at him.

  Zhao Yibo didn't stop, but pointed at Sang Hong and said: "Second Uncle, I'm looking for her. Sang Hong, didn't you go to the bathroom? How come you're here? Is there a bad guy? Where is that bad guy? In the room?"

  His face was deathly pale, with beads of sweat densely covering his forehead.

  "Sorry, Zhao Yibo, you go back to school first." Xiang Hong only then remembered that he was left in the private room eating by himself, feeling both embarrassed and helpless, but she didn't feel like she had done anything wrong today.

  "Zhao's team, Song's group is sleeping very soundly, no matter how they're called, they can't be woken up." Wang Xiaoshuai came out of the room with a puzzled face.

  Zhao Gan Kun glared at Zhao Yan Ran: "Check the pulse, nasal breathing, and heartbeat for any abnormalities."

  "Yes, I've already tried everything, all data is normal, but no matter how hard I try, it just won't wake up."

  Wang Xiaoshuai responded concisely, Song Shuyu could be considered his mentor in his official career, how could he not be meticulous and worried, and found abnormalities to test one by one in a flurry.

  "It's not good for him to be moving back and forth like this, why don't you stay with him here tonight and see how he is tomorrow, if there's anything uncomfortable, take him to the hospital to check it out, see what kind of wine made him drunk like this."

  "Xiang Hong, you go take a look at Song Tuan. If there's anything, wait for him to wake up and let him explain it to you. First, I'll send your aunt to the private hospital that your grandfather often goes to."

  Zhao Qiankun gave orders in an orderly manner, and Wang Xiaoshuai and Sang Hong followed one after the other to the bedroom.

  "Second Uncle, what about Sang Hong?" Zhao Yibo was somewhat worried. He could vaguely see that it was Sang Hong who had beaten his aunt to this state, but how did this happen? Did these two people both like Song Shuyu?

  "Don't worry, who can bully her? You don't see whose mind is on whom. From now on, stop following the crowd and quickly send your aunt to the hospital. How will you face people tomorrow with that face?" Zhao Gan looked at him with a worried yet daring-not-to-speak expression, and couldn't help but remind him out loud.

  She raised her eyes and couldn't help but exclaim:

  "Yanran, hand me the dagger in your hand, don't be too excessive."

  As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yanran suddenly appeared with her hair disheveled and a dagger in hand, stabbing towards Sang Hong's back.

  As soon as Shang Hong heard Zhao Gan's tone, a gust of wind came from behind her. She crouched down vigilantly and swept her leg out, sending Zhao Yan falling heavily to the ground once again.

  Xiang Hong chased after her, furious, and raised her foot to step on her neck, pinched her wrist to twist the dagger down, grinding her teeth:

  "Zhao Yanran, don't you even look at your own behavior? You're only worthy of flaunting this face in front of men and flirting shamelessly. Women like you have lost all dignity, you're truly despicable!"

  "Get it straight, that man is mine! If you dare to have ideas about him again, see how I'll deal with you!"

  The coarseness of Shang Hong's words made the three men in the room suddenly startled.

  Zhao Yibo clenched his fists, unsure of what to do. One was someone he liked, the other was his aunt!

  Zhao Qiankun wiped his face with his hand and said, "Sang Hong, I'm her second brother. Give me some face, don't bully her in front of me."

  Xiang Hong turned her head and coldly sneered at him: "How dare I not give, this house is full of your Zhao family members, if you all gang up to kill me, I'd probably die for nothing."

  She stepped on Zhao Yanran's neck and put the dagger into the sheath on her ankle, only then did she relax her foot and let her up.

  Zhaoyanran was already panting and couldn't catch her breath, coughing for half a day before she could make a sound: "Second brother, look at what she's done to me! You're ganging up with outsiders to bully me. If you don't speak up for me, I would have taught her a lesson long ago."

  Xiang Hong coldly gazed at Zhao Gan Kun with a sneer: "Listen to what she said, you almost watched her chop me to death."

  Zhao Qiankun rolled his eyes, and his head was a bit bigger. He said speechlessly: "Sang Hong, she's just confused for the time being, so don't bother with her. Tonight's matter, let it go for my sake;

  It's not good to spread it out, two girls are jealous of each other, the ridiculous thing is that the man was drunk and didn't know what was going on.

  "You two are both sharp-tongued women, how can you tear each other's faces and lose such a big person?"

  Xiang Hong's sharp tongue, not only did she not yield, but also wanted to gain an upper hand, let alone calm down and straighten out her thoughts at this time, where would she be willing to let go of such a good opportunity to mock and humiliate others.

  "It wasn't her who spoke viciously to provoke me, how could I have lost control? She didn't have good intentions either, probably thinking of getting a free ride with Song Shuyu, let your family support her and marry her off to the Song family!"

  No way, Wang Xiaoshuai, you have to send this idiot back to the barracks tonight, I'm worried that if he stays here, someone might sneak into his bed.

  "I had long told him about Zhao Yanran's ulterior motives, but he didn't have the slightest guard against her. A big man like him was actually knocked down by a little trick, just thinking about it is embarrassing for him."

  Zhao Qiankun glared at his sister with a stern expression, and said in a conciliatory tone: "Alright, alright, I'll listen to you. You say what's what, just don't let that guy find out, or else he'll be too embarrassed to show his face again."

  Xiang Hong thought for a moment, feeling that tonight's impulsiveness was obviously due to her lack of trust in Song Shu Yu. At the moment she burst in and ripped his heart out with a dagger, she realized that if someone were to embellish this story and tell it to Song Shu Yu, he would probably think she was a shrew. Moreover, considering her increasingly skilled physical abilities, any man who heard her jealous words would likely flee in terror.

  He immediately smiled and said: "Let your sister not be so garrulous, I can pretend that nothing happened tonight."

  "Whoever gossips will have a rotten mouth." Zhao Yanran gritted her teeth and swore directly.

  "Hah, who says going out means death to the whole family? Swearing an oath also requires some sincerity." Xiang Hong said as she turned around and pushed Wang Xiao Chui into the bedroom, step by step, looking at that face exposed outside the thin quilt, sleeping extremely peacefully, extremely sweetly, feeling both love and hatred.

  It's all because of you, making me lose such an important person!

  She slapped him in the face twice, scaring Wang Xiaoshuai into hastily grabbing her arm.

  "What's wrong, anyway he's drunk, I wouldn't dare hit him when he's awake." San Hong explained awkwardly.

  "The key is that you hit him, he will put it on my account, are you going to make me tell him I met you?" Wang Xiao said bitterly.

  "Never mind, hehe, but you're not allowed to sneak up and hit him!" Xiang Hong warned with a flick of her eyes.

  Wang Xiaoshuai was so shocked that he couldn't help but laugh and cry: "How is it possible? I wouldn't dare even if you lent me the courage."

  As she spoke, she pushed Song Shu Yu over and flipped him onto his back, deftly putting on his jacket, pulling up his legs to the edge of the bed, propping up her arms and bowing her waist, and then carried such a tall person on her back.

  "Go slower, he will feel uncomfortable."

  Xiang Hong said, supporting Song Shuwei's past and pushing him onto his back, Wang Xiaoshuai shrugged his shoulders, picked up his legs and lifted them up, letting him climb comfortably on his back, and the few people went down together.

  Watching Wang Xiaoshuai put Song Shuyu in the car, Sang Hong also followed, she didn't want to stay and deal with this family.

  "Are you going back to take care of him?" Wang Xiaoshuai asked with a smile.

  "He's so good-looking, how did he end up with that fox spirit Zhao Yanran? And they're even drinking together, what kind of idea is this? You're a man, don't you understand?"

  Xiang Hong looked at him with disdain and asked back.

  "Haha, Song Tuan is a straightforward person, how could he think that Zhao Yanran has such audacity? If Captain Zhao hadn't reminded me in time, I would have already told him, who knows how he would have dealt with that woman."

  Wang Xiaoshuai clicked his tongue, unsure whether he was disappointed at missing the opportunity to gossip or grateful that someone kept reminding him of the severity of the matter and that he must keep his mouth shut. This wasn't a small thing; if it got out through his mouth, it would be a big deal, and he could directly go back home.

  "Hey... Wang Xiaoshuai, when you saw me tonight, did you feel... did you think..." Sang Hong cautiously probed her appearance at the time, but didn't know how to ask.

  "Haha, quite handsome, Zhao family's little girl with an eye above the top, usually proud like a white swan, didn't expect to have a black swan's vicious heart. I don't understand, so many young and talented men chasing her, how did she end up thinking of Song Tuan?"

  "Hit her well, hit her until she's fed up, otherwise, she'll keep asking me this and that, and you still have to speak according to her thoughts, it's annoying to death."

  Wang Xiaoshuai laughed heartily.

  "Alright, take me back to school, turn left up ahead." San Hong smiled slightly, this guy's words were sometimes quite pleasant to hear, and she reminded him as soon as she saw the fork in the road ahead.

  "You're really not going?"

  Wang Xiaoshuai was somewhat skeptical.

  "Tomorrow is Monday, if I go back like this it will be late, dare to wait until tomorrow? I am a very well-behaved good student, don't instigate me to make mistakes!"

  Xiang Hong playfully joked with him, tonight Zhao Yanran was beaten into a pig head, she was also very proud, although knowing that this feud is more deeply rooted, barefooted people are not afraid of those who wear shoes!

  Wang Xiaoshuai let out a "pu" sound and almost laughed out loud, she was a well-behaved student, before tonight he believed him, after tonight how dare he believe, just hoping that in the future he won't provoke her.

  Wang Xiaoshuai looked at Sang Hong's small face through the rearview mirror in the car, and he suddenly began to doubt his taste in women.

  Let's just say that the little girl sitting in the back, who initially thought was honest and gullible, tonight saw Zhao Yanran being beaten so badly by her. If he hadn't seen the evil spirit on her face and the sharp blade in her hand, and heard her speaking such coarse and vicious words, he wouldn't have been able to reconcile it with the sweet and innocent little girl who always smiled.

  It's chaotic, this world is in chaos. How can women have so many faces? It depends on who they're facing. If you accidentally see their true face, it will scare you to death.

  For example, Sang Hong tonight, for example, Zhao Yanran tonight.

  Zhaoyan Ran was forced by her second brother and nephew to sit in the car.

  "Second uncle, aren't you going back?"

  Zhao Yibo spoke up and asked, his mood still hadn't recovered from the shock that Sang Hong had brought him.

  Zhao Yanran was so angry that she pouted: "Didn't I tell you not to bother with that crazy woman, why didn't you listen?"

  Zhao Yibo immediately fell silent.

  "Bo Bo has grown up, it's normal to like girls, you also saw what happened tonight, don't get too close to her in the future, the only one who will get hurt is you."

  Zhao Qiankun glared at Zhao Yanran, her mind had already turned to her nephew, it was really hateful.

  "Second Uncle and Aunt are right." Zhao Yibo lowered his head, unable to express the distress in his heart.

  "Tomorrow you'll probably have to get up early for exercise, so I'll send you back to school now. Get a good rest and just consider today a nightmare. Tomorrow, deal with her however you should, don't be petty."

  Zhao Qiankun felt heartache for his nephew and took a detour to drive towards the school.

  Watching Zhao Yibo enter the school gate, Zhao Qiankun coldly gazed at his sister, feeling extremely annoyed from head to toe.

  "Come on, don't take out your emotions on the child, what's the point? You don't know how Old Three is, this kid is so close to us, it's not easy. Didn't you see that one sentence made him turn pale?"

  "I had told him long ago not to get entangled with Sang Hong, that girl wasn't his cup of tea; he didn't believe me, if it weren't for him taking her out to dinner tonight, how would the things that happened later occur?"

  Zhao Yanran was so angry that she suffered internal injuries and spat up blood.

  It's really unbelievable, it's come to this extent, and yet they still managed to mess it up, and let others sabotage them. They tried to steal a chicken but ended up being beaten like a fox, ahahah, just thinking about it makes her want to bang her head against the wall.

  "Why can't you listen to your second brother's words? It's not that this girl is being stubborn, do you think that matter can be settled just like that?"

  "Why can't he? You and Dad are his friends and superiors, our grandfather is also an old acquaintance, he wants to spend the night with me, even if he had a hundred mouths, he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly."

  Zhao Yanran said with a cold tone.

  Zhao Qiankun was so angry that he didn't know what to say, and he sighed:

  "This man is different from other men, Song Shuyu is a person who lacks nothing and doesn't need to secure his future by marrying into our family, which means he won't consider saving face for dad and the family because it involves his lifelong happiness."

  Moreover, his nature has always been cold and hard as iron, he has never been enthusiastic about women. Now that he has Xiang Hong, just look at his spirit and you'll understand how much he likes her. You think you can get him by breaking them up?

  "In the end, it's just sacrificing your happiness."

  "I've liked him for a very long time, and the thought of him belonging to that little brat makes me so distressed that I couldn't sleep all night!"

  Zhao Yanran beat her chest and stamped her feet as she cried.

  "Stop crying. Are you thinking of him to make yourself sad and cry, or do you want to accompany him in laughter?" Zhao Gan interrupted her wailing impatiently.

  "Of course I want to laugh with him together, am I sick?"

  "Don't you have any conscience? Close your eyes and think about it. All these years, when you recall him, is it tears or smiles that come to mind?"

  Zhao Yanran was silent for a moment, then said with a sigh: "Always smiling and smiling until tears come out."

  "This has become a man who makes you think of him and feel sad and helpless to the point of tears, how can't you let go? There are many people who like you, I think Fang Chao is not bad, he has prospects, good character, and is also Song's right-hand man. You often use excuses to find him to see Song, aren't you?"

  "How did you know?"

  "Your obsession with Song Shuyu has become a joke, people who know you are aware that it's okay to like him, but using Ma Chao as an opportunity to get close to him is not good, pretending to be stupid requires talent, Ma Chao can cooperate with you in acting, not because he likes you to the extreme, who wants to accompany you to become a joke."

  Zhao Qiankun felt that he should give her some heavy words to stimulate her. She had become like this, but still didn't give up.

  Thinking of Sang Hong's ruthless appearance, he was indeed holding back his anger. Even if she was his sister, how could she be so cruel? Thinking this way, he couldn't help but feel heartache for his own sister and also resent her for not being strong enough.

  "After that, you'd better give up too. The reputation of a girl's family is really ruined. In the future, you'll regret it, but it will be too late. A man with some ability would not marry a woman who has another man in her heart."

  Don't think that just because you're pretty and have a good family background, you can be arrogant. Any man who only looks at these two points isn't worth bothering with."

  Zhao Yanran closed her eyes, feeling that her face was not only swollen and painful from being beaten by Sang Hong, but also that her brain was in a mess and about to explode, and her face was even redder with shame.

  She had never felt so shameless before, her pride and reserve appeared to outsiders as a ridiculous joke, she liked Song Shuyu so much that everyone could see through her thoughts, yet still thought she was secretly and deeply in love.

  When they arrived at the hospital, Zhao Lao's private doctor took one look at Zhao Yanran and his eyes widened in shock.

  If it weren't for him wearing a mask, he would probably have shouted out loud in shock.

  All that could be seen was Zhao Yanran's originally pretty oval face now covered in red marks, and upon closer inspection, the finger prints were swollen. What happened to cause such injuries?

  Who has eaten leopard's gallbladder and dares to treat Zhao Lao's heart treasure like this.

  However, he has always been familiar with the rules of these high-ranking families, speaking carefully and cautiously, not asking what should not be asked, and not saying what should not be said, which is the way to survive.

  He carefully laid her down, meticulously disinfecting her face, applying imported anti-inflammatory ointment, turning on the infrared lamp to promote absorption, instructing others to prepare an ice pack, and starting the icing treatment half an hour later.

  "She's tired, give her some calming and nourishing supplements, let her have a good night's sleep."

  Zhao Qiankun sat on one side, looking at his sister's pitiful appearance, and couldn't help but ask the doctor.

  "Not now, after icing, this process needs to be repeated three times, and then give her an intravenous drip, the effect will be better."

  The doctor said seriously.

  "How much better will I be tomorrow?" Zhao Yanran asked in a low voice, the wound on her face was originally just numb and painful, now that it had been applied with medicine, it seemed to have awakened all the pain, making her lips turn white.

  "If you do it like that, I reckon this wound won't be visible tomorrow and it won't hurt if you don't touch it."

  The doctor apparently understood Zhao Yanran's current state and expressed his inability to help.

  Zhao Gan looked at her face and saw that she was sweating, and couldn't help but say: "Can't you give her some painkillers?"

  "The doctor shook his head: 'That will affect absorption.'"

  "Second brother, I can take it. You're tired, just go back." Zhao Yanran patted the knee of Zhao Gan Kun who was sitting on the bed, reassuring him.

  Zhao Ganqun shook his head, lifted his foot and pulled over a soft chair from the side, sat down and said: "It's rare to have time to accompany you, this is such a rare moment of being together."

  Zhao Yanran pursed her lips and smiled: "Yes, he's right. If I want to reminisce, there will be at least one row of people accompanying me. I don't know if you're one of them."

  Hehe, yes, you know that's good, we should learn to be content and grateful. We are blood relatives, sharing honor and shame together, we must protect each other, after all, broken bones are still connected by tendons; all heartaches are felt deeply.

  But why should outsiders have a reason to follow your love, tolerate you and forgive you?

  Even if you like it, there is a bottom line for endurance, and exceeding that will lead to loss.

  "This matter tonight, you also understand that some things can't be done with just effort. The two of you really don't have that kind of fate, it's good to get along like us, why make a fuss and blush?"

  Zhao Qiankun laughed very sincerely.

  "Alas, second brother, from young to old, I've always had everything I wanted easily, you don't know how hard it is to bear the feeling of longing and yearning."

  Zhao Yanran furrowed her brow, the hatred and desperate desire in her heart not diminishing in the slightest due to her brother's bitter persuasion.

  Zhao Gan looked at her and saw the stubbornness in her brow, his heart sank completely. Was she still not giving up?

  Just then, footsteps came from outside, the door of the ward creaked open, and a panting voice came: "Yanran, Yanran, how are you?"

  "A voice complained: 'Dad... dad... slow down, if you fall again, it'll be a big deal!'"

  "It would be better if you died, so I wouldn't have to stay up all night watching over this useless child of yours." Zhao Qing Shan's plump body didn't drag at all, and he walked two steps to the window of Zhao Yan Ran.

  He lowered his head and took a look at that face, then raised his palm and slapped Zhao Qiankun's face with it.

  Zhao Ganqun neither dodged nor hid, and was directly hit.

  "Dad, how could you hit him? You've made a mistake, it's not Second Brother. Who knows what kind of state Yanyan will be in?" The speaker was Zhao Jiaolao San, Zhao Yibao's father and Zhao Yanyan's older brother.

  "What a big deal, how could you startle Dad?" Zhao Gan looked at his twin brother with a sinking face, really wanting to beat him up.

  "What's the big deal? Good heavens, this isn't a big deal, what is?"

  Look at Yanyan's face, from childhood to adulthood, who would dare to lay a finger on her?

  "My store had just opened for a while, and I heard the staff inform me to rush back and take a look. My god, the luxurious VIP suite specially prepared for Yanyan was in disarray. The Italian imported luxury door was slashed with a dagger, the entire door leaf was torn off from the wall and kicked to the ground..."