Ling Yansen didn't know how he walked out of the ward.
Her tearful shouts and pleas behind him became the most miserable song of hate in his life, haunting him and binding him for life, never to be relaxed again.
He heard her fall to the ground.
How to describe it...
It was like a large bouquet of lilies falling into a puddle, splashing not only water stars but also strange and gorgeous remains.
He was so cruel and kept moving, so that the last pair of trembling hands she stretched out didn't even touch the edge of his pants.
Sorry, Wu, everyone can only selfishly lick their own wounds in the end.
The man with unfocused eyes standing frozen in the crowded corridor has eye-catching handsome and exquisite facial features, and on that voluptuous outline, there is pain that cannot be looked at directly. Like disinfectant, it stings
Nose, irritating eyes, piercing the heart and lungs.
Sister-in-law Wu trotted over happily. Before she even raised her head, she smiled at Ling Yansen. She was beaming and overjoyed, "Master! I just heard from the doctor outside that the young lady is awake! But by chance, I just made a light soup today, too.
Okay! I finally meet the young lady!"
As he spoke, he passed by and rushed into the closed ward.
Ling Yansen stopped her without much expression, and don't expect him to be able to squeeze out a decent expression, "Wu Ma, remember, from now on, the woman inside is no longer your young mistress, nor is she
My wife is no longer the mother of my son!"
The sound was not loud, but it was enough to knock the delicate thermos bucket in Mrs. Wu's hand to the floor.
The soup splashed everywhere.
Just like the panicked expression on Mrs. Wu's face.
She didn't understand, but she could tell that the young master was not joking.
"Young Master...what's wrong? What's going on! Young Mistress finally woke up, what kind of trouble did you make..."
The words of questioning were finally silenced by Ling Yansen's gloomy expression that was as gloomy as hell and Lin Wencai's vigorous winking.
Ling Yansen raised his head and squinted his eyes, making it difficult for people to see clearly the strange and fragile image of redness and water mist in his eyes. His resolute short hair was shiny due to long-term cleaning, and his dark and haggard face looked sickly.
All exposed.
"Lin Wencai, go notify the neonatology department so that they can start preparations. I want to transfer my son to my private hospital! The experts invited from the United States will also go with me."
"yes."
Looking at the increasingly sharp figure of his boss as he left, Lin Wencai sighed deeply.
"Why is the door of this ward closed? I can't push it open! Young Mistress! Young Mistress!" Seeing Ling Yansen turn around, Mrs. Wu immediately rushed into the ward.
Lin Wencai grabbed her and said, "Young lady is rescuing her. I'm afraid the situation is not good. Sister-in-law Wu, I will tell you the details later. In short, the reasons are complicated. Mr. Ling can't bear the blow. Don't blame him."
.”
"But...but the young lady has just come back from the hell! Young lady, why are you so pitiful...Why should the young master be like this...wuwu...I really feel sorry for the two of them..." With that, the man in his fifties and sixties
, couldn't help but sob softly.
Lin Wencai wrinkled his face, half bitter and half sad. He could understand the boss's heartless reaction. He had clearly put so much effort and thought into it before, and loved the young mistress so deeply, but he didn't realize it... Sigh.
****
Ling Yansen knelt in his ancestral house all night.
He has nowhere to go.
Holding Big Brother's sign, he cried like a child.
Xu Suyun grasped the whole story immediately. At first, she was a little surprised that Ling Yansen suddenly returned to his old house. Later, after hearing Butler Lin report what happened in the hospital, she no longer felt abnormal.
Go to the window and lift the floor-to-ceiling gauze curtain.
Her bedroom was on the second floor, and the floor-to-ceiling windows faced the small pond in the backyard. Next to the small pond was the ancestral house. That’s why she chose this location. As she got older, it was always easy to think of the past. Sometimes she couldn’t sleep at night, so she would
Opening the curtains, I stared blankly at the ancestral house. Just looking at it, it was dawn in the blink of an eye.
So the backyard is always filled with lanterns.
At about nine o'clock in the evening, she heard the brass ring of the vermilion door being shaken vigorously. Soon, the servant came up and told her that the second young master was back.
Before she went downstairs, she heard the sound of heavy leather shoes sliding across the bluestone pavement in the corridor beside the backyard pond. She opened the gauze curtain and saw that the darkened figure of the night was passing by lanterns one after another.
, the light is meandering, looking lonely and sad.
Xu Suyun is not surprised.
Ling Yansen has always been gloomy in her eyes. He is the most handsome of the three sons, but she hates his profile that can make anyone stunning.
The reason is very simple. With her and Ling Daguo's genes, they cannot give birth to such a beautiful child.
He looked a little different tonight. I don't know how to put it, but he was very awkward.
Before turning around, I heard a small, steady, suppressed cry coming from the ancestral house. It was low, hoarse, desperate, and filled with suppressed hatred.
Xu Suyun found Butler Lin.
After listening to the general idea, he pondered for a long time and only said, "Leave the light in the backyard for him. It's very cold at night. If he stays here and doesn't leave, bring him a blanket in the middle of the night. In addition, tell the kitchen to make some midnight snacks for him."
Please bring some water to him as well."
Butler Lin looked at the old lady in surprise.
In my mind, this is the first time that the old lady has cared so much about the second young master. Everyone in the house knows that among the three young masters, the second young master is the least favored, and the one who does the most for the family is the second young master.
"What are you doing standing still? Let's get started! I'm tired, you can go out."
Xu Suyun roughly guessed what Butler Lin was thinking, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She didn't care, at most she sympathized. Although the child was gloomy and used to fooling around outside all day long, he was actually an infatuated person. So she initially
Only then did she strongly oppose him marrying Duan Qingwu, because she was afraid that the two people would secretly have feelings for each other, but with the old family feud in front of them, how could their young love be matched?
Look! In the end, he didn't fall into her printing plate and was punished by God, ending in tragedy. I don't know if the premature child can survive. It doesn't matter if he survives, as long as Duan Qingwu is not with his son.
It won't affect her grand plan, just treat her as a grandson.
I cried for most of the night, until I finally became hoarse and had no more tears.
The memorial tablet of the eldest brother in my arms was already soaked, as if it had been soaked by the rain.
After kneeling and repenting all night, there was no part of his body that was not in pain, but Ling Yansen felt more relaxed. The pain in his body could more or less remove the pain that was pouring into his soul.
He cried and repented, saying, Brother, I was wrong, I was self-righteous, I'm sorry for you, I let you die in silence, I was really stupid, I was fooled to this extent by the daughter of my enemy, and I was fooled by his Duan family's daughter.
People are lying all over the place, I deserve to die...
However, the night is not like sadness, which never ends.
The next day, the early morning sunlight came in.
Ling Yansen stood up expressionlessly and took out his mobile phone. He thought that he did not make this decision hastily. After all, he had been thinking about it all night.
"Duan Miaomiao? Let's meet up sometime and finish what you left unfinished last time."
Duan Miaomiao was sitting in front of the mirror. She had just finished putting on makeup, and her face was exquisite and bright. When she received a call from Ling Yansen, the smile on her cheeks was even more trembling, "Haha, the sun has come out in the west? Brother-in-law, I remember
You sternly rejected my conditions without thinking about it last time, so why did you call me today to tell me in detail? I guess it's either that you are seriously ill or that you and my sister have broken up."
"Stop fucking nonsense! Come over here while I'm still interested in your liver!"
With a snap, hang up.
Duan Miaomiao hummed a song, opened the wardrobe, took out the safe, pressed the password, took out a box inside, and put it in her bag.
Opening the door happily, Zhang Shuzhen stood at the door with a wary look on her face, as if she had been eavesdropping for a long time.
"where are you going?"
Duan Miaomiao walked around Zhang Shuzhen and said impatiently, "Mom, please leave it alone!"
"Miaomiao, how could you become like this! Our whole family is broken up. We don't know how Ling Yansen will deal with us after the stupid things your father and your brother did. Duan Qingwu, that girl, was lost in front of Ling Yansen.
The situation cannot protect us. We can only hope for the best for ourselves. At this juncture, what trouble are you causing? What is in your bag? "
Duan Miaomiao ducked away, his eyes cold and cruel, sharp and piercing, "Mom, just continue to live your life, this family has never been a family anyway!"
"How can you think so? Miaomiao, good boy, don't do stupid things. He is your father after all. Even though he treated you like that back then, he has been repenting and feeling guilty all these years. Can't you see?"
"Repent? Guilty? Mom, what kind of international joke are you kidding?" Duan Miaomiao became distressed, with a look on the verge of collapse, "Over the years, the only thing I have seen is him helping Duan Qingwu to the position.
I have nothing, I was raped at the age of seventeen, forced by your good husband, I was ridiculed in school with my big belly, like a dead person! If hatred didn't support me, why should I live till now? Mom,
Your daughter died five years ago, and what you see now is just a body with no emotions, no morality, and even no uterus to count as a woman! All she has is an empty stomach of hatred!"
Zhang Shuzhen's haggard face was full of disbelief. She started to cry, "Oh my God! Miaomiao, just beg you as a mother. Don't do this. Mingchen is your biological brother. Are you going to kill him just for your own hatred?"
Is he sent to jail?"
Duan Miaomiao didn't speak, but his attitude was still very firm.
Zhang Shuzhen looked at her with deep meaning in her eyes, "Miaomiao, promise mom, no matter what you do, don't hurt your brother. I can't control your father's side. I know you have made up your mind. If this family is gone, it will be gone."
Come on, I don’t want anything anymore…”
Duan Miaomiao felt a sore nose, but in the end she left Zhang Shuzhen without looking back.
How long has she waited for this day! No one can stop her! Even if it means death, even if it means going to hell, she will do it!