He had only taken a few steps when Du Ruoxin burst out of the hospital room and, upon seeing him, a glimmer of joy flashed in her eyes.
Rong Shaoze turned around as she rushed over, looking at him with tears in her eyes, joyfully asking, "The nurse said, it was you who saved me, right?"
The man looked down at her from a height, his gaze cold and devoid of warmth.
She ignored his icy stare and the presence of Lin Xinlan beside him, eagerly asking,
"Shaoze, why did you save me? Didn’t you say you didn’t care whether I lived or died? I knew it, you have feelings for me, otherwise, you wouldn’t have cared about my life or death. Shaoze, you still like me, you can’t bear to be without me, right?"
Rong Shaoze gave her a cold glance and, without saying anything, walked away with Lin Xinlan.
His attitude towards her was not even as friendly as it would be towards a stranger.
A pain struck Du Ruoxin’s heart as she stepped forward to grasp his clothes. But as if he had eyes on his back, he turned and snapped at her angrily,
"Get lost, don’t touch me!"
Her hand froze in midair as her face slightly changed.
Suddenly meeting Lin Xinlan’s indifferent gaze, her heart felt as if it had been pricked by needles—one sharp pain after another, accompanied by a deep sense of humiliation.
Jealousy and anger twisted her face into something hideous and frightening.
"You shameless, lowly wretch! You’ve taken everything from me; I’ll kill you! Go to hell!"
She reached out both hands, like a fierce ghost intent on strangling Lin Xinlan’s neck.
Before her hands could even touch Lin Xinlan, she felt a sudden pain in her abdomen and was kicked away by someone!
Before she could react, Rong Shaoze had knocked her to the ground.
"Dare to hurt her, and believe me, I will kill you!"
Rong Shaoze shielded Lin Xinlan in his arms and said coldly to her, his face exuding a chilling, violent aura.
Du Ruoxin curled up on the ground, clutching her stomach, her face so pale with pain that sweat broke out on her forehead.
She was frightened by Rong Shaoze’s ruthlessness, staring at him blankly, forgetting to react.
He had actually hit her, he had shown her no mercy...
This blow nearly caused her to break down.
By the time she came to her senses, Rong Shaoze and Lin Xinlan had already left.
In the hallway, many onlookers had gathered, pointing and mocking her without restraint.
Du Ruoxin felt deeply humiliated. She covered her face, unable to stop herself from screaming wildly, "Go away, all of you, just go away, get lost!"
Settled into the car, Lin Xinlan took a deep breath, covering her forehead with her hand, feeling drained.
The situation with Du Ruoxin had tired and troubled her, leaving her unsure of how to deal with it.
Rong Shaoze pulled her into his embrace, stroking her head and comforting her,
"Don’t think too much about it; this isn’t your fault. Her current state is partly her own doing, and it has nothing to do with you."
Leaning against him, Lin Xinlan murmured softly, "I never understood the meaning of a proverb until now. ’To carry jade is to invite envy’—even though I am not at fault, my love for you is also a sin. Because our love deeply hurts others."
The man suddenly pinched her chin, lifting her head.
He saw sadness, pain, and turmoil in her eyes.
Rong Shaoze’s gaze hardened as he said in a cold voice, "Dismiss these thoughts that shouldn’t be in your mind!
Didn’t you say that from now on, her everything is no longer our concern? Then stop letting her matters drive you to such wild thoughts!
What do you mean, our love is also a sin?"