Chapter 552
Extreme Pampering After Marriage
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Chapter 552: Donât call anymore _1
Translator: 549690339
âIt canât be!â Another person was surprised.
&Quot; why not? if he didnât marry mo Zhiyun, do you think Lu Heyun would have been able to become the president of the mo Corporation at such a young age? â
&Quot; Iâve heard that Lu Heyun is quite capable. Perhaps President mo has taken a liking to his abilities. &Quot;
&Quot; heâs capable, but if it wasnât for his brother-in-law, do you think he would be at ease leaving the company to an outsider? â
âIn this case, mo Zhiyun is quite pitiful. Both her legs are disabled, and her husband only married her for the company ... Tsk tsk ...ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The two of them sighed a few times outside and left.
Mo Zhiyun, who was hiding in the compartment, wanted to push open the door and tear their mouths apart several times, but he held back in the end.
If he went out, it would mean that he did not trust Lu He Yun. It would be impossible to get any results from arguing with them. If word got out, it would just be another joke.
She stayed in the bathroom for a while to regain her composure before returning to the hall. However, she did not see Lu Heyun, so she thought that he had gone to discuss something with someone and did not pay much attention to it.
There were many socialites in the banquet hall. Although they laughed at her in private, they still had to put on an act and come over to say hello and have some small talk.
Mo Zhiyun also made small talk with them perfunctorily, but his eyes were constantly looking for Lu Heyunâs back.
They were quite observant, so when they saw that mo Zhiyun was not paying attention, they found an excuse to leave.
Mo Zhiyun heaved a sigh of relief. He wanted to call Lu He Yun, but he realized that he had left his phone with him. He had no choice but to turn his wheelchair around and look for it.
However, he couldnât find it after a round of searching. He planned to go to the bathroom to take a look. Suddenly, there was a commotion at the end of the corridor.
She remotely controlled her wheelchair and went over to take a look. However, there were many people at the door and she could not see anything. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, a womanâs choked voice came from inside.âAh he, stop fighting ...â
Mo Zhiyunâs body froze on the spot as if someone had pressed his acupuncture points. He turned his head around mechanically to look into the private room ...
The table had been flipped open, leaving a trail of water on the ground. The broken glass shined with a cold light, cutting mo Zhiyunâs heart inch by inch.
Lu Heyunâs suit was already crumpled, and his tie was loosened. His Scarlet eyes were fixed on the man, and he clutched his collar and punched him.
Violent, ruthless, and cold like an Asura.
This was a side of mo Zhiyun that she had never seen before. It was so unfamiliar and distant, as if the person in front of her was never the man who had shared the same bed with her.
Mo Zhiyun stood up. Her wheelchair had been knocked far away, and she barely managed to steady herself by holding onto the gun next to her. She looked at the scene in the room, and a huge panic and uneasiness surged in her heart.
Wen Xingchen was wearing a dark green dress, her long hair draped over her shoulders, but her pale face was bloodless. Her forehead was red and swollen, as if she had scraped her skin, and blood was faintly seeping out.
Her watery eyes were on the verge of tears, and she looked very pitiful.
After hearing her voice, Lu He Yun seemed to come back to his senses and took off his suit and put it on her.
The next second, he picked Wen Xingchen up in his arms in front of everyone. Before he turned around and left, he glanced at the man he had beaten up. &Quot; donât let me see you again. &Quot;
With that, he strode to the door of the room with Wen Xingchen in his arms, and the others stepped back.
Mo Zhiyun was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground. Her palm seemed to have been stabbed by something, but she didnât seem to feel any pain. When she looked up, she saw Lu He Yun walking past her with Wen Xingchen in his arms.
It was so close, but it was like the end of the world.
Lu He Yunâs gentle eyes were nervously looking at Wen Xingchen in his arms, and he didnât notice mo Zhiyun, who had been knocked to the ground.
He carried the woman in his arms and strode away in public, but he turned a blind eye to his rightful Mrs. Lu.
Lu Heyunâs figure gradually blurred in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were full of a salty and wet taste. &Quot; isnât this miss mo? â someone said in her ear.
The noisy atmosphere suddenly quieted down, and everyone looked at her with sympathy and pity.
The husband carried another woman away in public without even looking at his wife. Who could accept this?
Someone pitied her and went up to her with concern, â âAre you alright? Iâll help you up ...â
Mo Zhiyun sat on the ground in a daze. Her tears fell silently as if she couldnât hear anything. She didnât react at all.
After asking around and seeing that she didnât respond, the few of them left.
She was still sitting on the ground, letting her palm, which had been pierced by the shards, bleed non-stop, as if her heart full of affection had been thrown to the ground by Lu Heyun.
He was smashed into pieces and blood flowed like a river.
After some time, as if her tears had dried up, a familiar voice rang in her ear. &Quot; are you okay? â
She raised her head with tears in her eyes, and her blurry face gradually became clear.
&Quot; miss, your hand is bleeding. It needs to be bandaged. &Quot; He took out a gray handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it around mo Zhiyunâs palm, tying it tightly to stop the bleeding.
âThe wound is a little deep. You need to go to the hospital to take care of it.â
There was no fluctuation of temperature in his cold voice. &Quot; can you stand up by yourself? â
Mo Zhiyunâs teary eyes looked at him in confusion. He called out hesitantly, â doctor ... Shen? â
Shen qingbai was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted. &Quot; youâre my patient? â
Mo Zhiyun was even more surprised. He had been to the Qingfeng Medical Hall so many times, how could he not recognize him?
However, the way he looked at her was indeed unfamiliar. What was going on?
âWhatâs your name?â Shen qingbai asked.
âMo Zhiyun.â
âItâs you.â Shen qingbai furrowed his straight brows and turned to look at the wheelchair that had been kicked to the corner of the wall. He walked over and pushed it over, bending over to help mo Zhiyun.
Mo Zhiyun sat down in the wheelchair with his help. When he raised his head to look at him, he was still full of doubts.
âWhereâs your husband?â Shen qingbai asked coldly.
Because mo Zhiyun often went to the clinic, he would occasionally mention his husband, so he knew that mo Zhiyun had been married.
Mo Zhiyunâs eyes, which had just dried up, suddenly became wet again. He lowered his head and remained silent.
Shen qingbai did not ask any more questions. &Quot; Iâll take you to my place to get your wound treated. &Quot;
Mo Zhiyun didnât want to go home, nor did he want to question Lu He Yun. He didnât want to hear his lies, so he nodded mechanically.
......
Qingfeng Medical Hall.
Shen qingbai took the tray, untied the blood-stained handkerchief from mo Zhiyunâs hand, and threw it into the trash can. He first cleaned her wound.
It was painful to wash a wound, but mo Zhiyunâs pale face was calm, almost numb.
Compared to the pain in his heart, this injury on his hand was really nothing.