Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
This undiscriminating woman, she must be getting tired of living!
His still had nine stitches on his forehead and she f*cking hit him in the back of his head!
Did she really think he could not be beaten to death?
Xiao Yi touched the back of his head and drops of sticky red blood fell between his fingers.
It was a ghastly sight.
Xia Yanran looked at the man’s red eyes which seemed so malicious like he could not wait to tear her into pieces and her lips lifted into a smile. “I told you before, I’ll hit you back every time you rape me. Are you blaming me for your bad memory?”
“You don’t believe I can strangle you to death right now?”
Xia Yanran closed her eyes, her thick and long eyelashes fluttering. “Strangle me then. It’s better than being tortured by you. It’s better to die quickly and go on to the afterlife.”
“Xia Yanran.” Xiao Yi was furious and his voice was murderous. This was the first time he had a feeling of powerlessness over a mere woman. He was successful in his career and no longer the hooligan he was before. Women all over flocked to his side to fawn upon him.
All except this woman.
She seemed to dislike him since the beginning.
“Xia Yanran, if there is another time, I’ll send your brother Junyuan to hell!”
He pulled himself away from her body and left the room coldly with his hand on the back of his head
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Nan Zhi jolted awake from a nightmare.
Her forehead was clammy with cold sweat.
She leaned against the head of the bed, holding her blanket tightly with both hands and panted heavily.
She dreamt that Mu Sihan had not survived…
It had been almost 48 hours since he was admitted to the hospital.
She heard that he had not woken up yet.
Although she did not want to have anything to do with him anymore, she had never thought of having him pay with his life.
After wiping the sweat off her forehead, Nan Zhi went to the bathroom to wash up.
When she came out, she received a call from Yi Fan.
Yi Fan sounded slightly choked up on the phone. “Miss Nan, come to the hospital quickly.”
Nan Zhi’s heart skipped a beat and the hand holding the phone tightened. “What happened?”
“Something happened to Young Master. Please come over quickly.”
Before Nan Zhi could find out what had happened, Yi Fan had already hung up.
Thinking that his life might be in danger considering that he did had not woken up in 48 hours, Nan Zhi changed her clothes and rushed to the hospital.
Mu Sihan’s ward was on the sixth floor. Nan Zhi arrived at the hospital and went to the ICU directly.
As the president of S.G, his accident was not publicized for fear of causing instability in the stock market. Therefore, his injury was kept a secret from the public.
When Nan Zhi walked to the door of the ICU, she saw a nurse pushing out a patient whose face was covered with a white cloth.
Was that…
She looked up and gave a quick glance through the glass window. The hospital bed where Mu Sihan was lying previously was empty.
Could… Could it be that…
The nightmare she had flew into her mind.
“N-Nurse, is…” Nan Zhi said with trembling lips, her voice hoarse, “He… Mr. Mu from room number 5?”
“Mr. Mu?” The nurse shook her head and said, “Didn’t Mr. Mu transfer to the VIP ward already?”
Nan Zhi’s clenched fists slowly loosened.
Nan Zhi stood on the spot for a long time until Yi Fan called again.
“Miss Nan, are you here? Young Masterー”
Nan Zhi interrupted Yi Fan’s unfinished words angrily, “Butler Yi, the other time you lied to me about Xiaojie having a high fever, this time you lied to me about Mu Sihan. I really thought something had happened to him!”
“It’s something serious. Young Master does not remember anyone. Come quickly to room 609 to see if Young Master can remember you.”
Nan Zhi’s slender body shook and she felt herself overwhelmed by Yi Fan’s words.
Couldn’t remember anyone?