But now, it was different. Meng Ping had clearly fallen into a trap.
"No way, Brother Meng Ping likes me, he likes me!" Hai Lan shrieked out of control.
Hai Shen turned his head and glared at the doctor, "Aren’t you leaving?" He would fire this unethical doctor after this incident.
"Yes, yes, yes..." The doctor ran out in a sorry state, even closing the door behind him carefully.
"Stop embarrassing yourself, he doesn’t like you at all! The whole world can see that a man doesn’t like a woman, everyone except you, who’s still wishfully thinking." Hai Shen was usually a quite tempered person, or rather, he was very good at enduring. This was the first time he spoke to Hai Lan with such harshness, without showing any mercy.
"People used to respect you because you were part of the Hai family. That respect wasn’t for you, though, it was for the old man. I advise you to cherish that!" After speaking, he turned to leave.
"Big brother!" Hai Lan yelled loudly, "Is this what Dad asked you to come and tell me? I’m in bad luck, being bullied, severely injured and you specifically come to mock me?"
"Wrong!" Hai Shen turned back, "Of course I came to support you, since you bear the Hai surname!" The implication was clear—if she weren’t a Hai, he would have come to mock her.
Hai Lan watched the closed door, feeling bursts of pain in her chest. She had never been so fiercely angry; she couldn’t comprehend why her cousin had been bewitched into bullying her along with strangers.
No, his words were what hurt her more, each sentence piercing her heart.
Her origins were her deepest wound, a scandal in her life she never wanted to bring up. And yet, her cousin kept reminding her, hinting at her. He must still be thinking about Hai Baobao, right? But sadly, Hai Baobao would never return.
Hai Shen was someone who knew what mattered. Despite reprimanding Hai Lan heavily in the hospital room, in the end, she was his cousin. Even if not by blood, as long as she held the Hai family name, he had to stand up for her.
Even if she had schemed intentionally, he would support her.
Who did Yang Wenying think she was, attacking first? If he let it go just like that, everyone would think the Hai family could be easily bullied. However, Hai Lan would have to pay a price; she could forget about staying in the General Union Song and Dance Troupe.
The Trade Union Dance Troupe Dormitory was bustling with activity. Sheng Ning had just returned with Lu Dabao when Chen Huaying arrived. As soon as they met, they joyfully embraced. Not long after, Wu Youli also hurried over, and the whole dormitory was noisy.
Chen Huaying alternated between scolding Sheng Ning for not telling her about the marriage and berating Lu Dabao for one day being dumb enough to kill himself. In less than ten minutes, she had managed to irritate them so much they wanted to kick her out.
Su Huai’an, it being inconvenient to enter the women’s dormitory, waited outside. Hearing the laughter inside, an unconscious smile spread across his clear, handsome face. Female comrades passing by cast sideways glances, filled with admiration and shyness at his sight.
"Right! Where’s Zhang Hongmei?" It took Chen Huaying a while to realize Lu Dabao was sitting where he shouldn’t be; the bed she was sitting on was Zhang Hongmei’s old bed. "Dabao, this isn’t your room, is it?"
Sheng Ning also froze at the mention of Zhang Hongmei; no wonder she felt something off when she returned to the dormitory. Zhang Hongmei had disappeared, and all the way back she had supported Dabao to her own room. Dabao hadn’t said a word and was even very cooperative, hopping onto the bed and sitting quietly as soon as they arrived.
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