Lin Yixun’s awareness gradually became blurred. She looked up at the man in front of her, not knowing when the man’s stern face turned into the likeness of Ouyang Hao.
Ouyang Hao, is that you?
Her head spun, and the surrounding purple flower field suddenly turned into a stormy sea. She was like a lone leaf on a turbulent ocean, tossed and turned with the fierce waves.
Suddenly, a wave crashed over her and tossed her violently into the air, only to plummet heavily in the next instant, sinking into the depths of the ocean.
Wave after wave relentlessly battered her, leaving her almost powerless to resist. After what seemed like an eternity, the waves finally receded, and everything returned to calm.
In her dazed state, she felt a coolness on her flushed cheeks, accompanied by a cold yet familiar voice, "Why did you make me angry? Lin Yixun, you shouldn’t have done that."
The man’s voice was cold, tinged with a hint of tenderness and helplessness.
Lin Yixun couldn’t remember whose voice it was, nor did she care. She just felt utterly exhausted, falling into a darkness.
He stared at his hands in a daze. What exactly had he done to her just now?
The man picked up the suit jacket beside him, fully wrapping Lin Yixun’s body in it, and then carried her out of the lavender field with large strides.
When Ouyang Hao saw Lin Yixun, who had been tortured by Leng Yixiu to the point of being unrecognizable, he was on the verge of collapse. He stared intensely at Lin Yixun’s paper-white face, tears streaming out uncontrollably.
Ouyang Hao had always been strong-willed since childhood, never shedding tears in front of others. Even when fighting with older students and beaten by his grandfather to the brink of death, he never uttered a sound. But seeing Lin Yixun in this state, he couldn’t hold back his tears.
His Yixun, the Lin Yixun he had cherished in his hands, how could she be tortured ?
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Ouyang Hao’s forehead veins bulged fiercely, his hands gripped tightly enough to bleed from the cement scraping, he stared daggers at Leng Yixiu, his blood-red eyes blazing.
He vowed to remember this day, to remember everything Leng Yixiu had inflicted on him and Lin Yixun!
Leng Yixiu carried Lin Yixun into the SUV and dialed a phone number. A woman’s voice answered on the other end, "Boss Leng, what can I do for you? I’m guessing it’s nothing good since you’re calling me."
"Come to Half Mountain Villa later."
"You think I’ll come just because you asked? It’s quite humiliating. Boss Leng, if I didn’t know your foul temper so well, I wouldn’t bother with you." The reply came from Cen Lin, Leng Yixiu’s private doctor, and also a friend he met while studying abroad. Skilled in medicine, but her words were sharp—a typical professional woman.
Due to their frequent interactions over the years, plus their schoolmate relationship, they were naturally closer than most people and spoke more casually.
"You asked me here, what happened? Are you hurt?"
"Then who? Who would make you so nervous? I bet it’s a woman, isn’t it..."
"Don’t guess. Just come over."
"I have my curiosity, you know. Alright, can’t talk now, I’ve got patients here. Might be a bit late."
"Fine, I’ll give you an hour."
"Damn it, that’s not fair. Your Half Mountain Villa is in the middle of nowhere. Even if I leave the hospital right now, it’ll take at least fifty minutes."
"That’s your problem." The man glanced at his watch, his thin lips barely moved, "It’s eleven now. If I don’t see you by twelve, I’ll call Chu Jinran."
"You’re threatening me?!" Cen Lin was furious but had to concede. After all, Chu Jinran was her nemesis. "Alright, alright, I’m coming. Okay, Boss Leng!"
Seeing Leng Yixiu hang up the phone, one of the bodyguards walked up to the SUV and asked, "Sir, what about him?"
Through the car window, Leng Yixiu glanced coldly at Ouyang Hao, who was still being pinned down by the bodyguards not far away, and said indifferently, "Send him to the hospital."
If Ouyang Hao were just an ordinary celebrity without the backing of the Ouyang Family, he definitely wouldn’t escape so easily.
He should be grateful for being born into a good family.
With her anger relieved after Leng Yixiu’s threat, Cen Lin gathered herself, "Don’t worry, although it looks terrifying on the outside, at least it’s not torn. Just superficial wounds, change the dressings diligently in the next few days and take good care, she’ll be fine."