Jiaojiao is soft and can be bullied, and the crazy CEO is addicted

There was no trace of blood on her pale face, her forehead and temples were soaked with cold sweat, and her beaten body was bent into a miserable bow shape.

She lay motionless on the cold floor, holding her belly.

"Ling Zhen!"

Seeing this, Tang Shuya immediately picked her up from the ground and held her in his arms.

When he saw several obvious fingerprints sunken into her cheeks, his face became extremely gloomy and ugly. A blue vein on his forehead bulged out, and several veins on his face connected to his temples were twitching.

Tang Shuya took off his suit jacket and covered Ling Yuan with it, then bent down and picked him up.

He had hugged her many times, but this time, for the first time, he felt she was so light, like a feather, gently falling into his heart.

It also seemed as if she would float away if I let go of her hand.

Fang Xi got up from the ground and stepped forward to stop Tang Shuya. The moment he met Tang Shuya's fierce eyes, Fang Xi was obviously frightened and took two steps back.

Tang Shuya ignored him and walked out holding Ling Yuan.

When Han Su saw Tang Shuya appear downstairs holding the unconscious Ling Yuan, his heart trembled with fear. Without hesitation, he helped open the car door and rushed to the nearest hospital.

Tang Shuya looked at her in his arms. Her small face, which was originally the size of a palm, was now swollen and red like fermented bread, with a high bulge.

There was a large cut on her lip, with blood stains on the corner of her lip. Her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and there was cold sweat on her forehead and nose. Her face was now a little more bulging than before.

Strangely, Tang Shuya didn't think she was ugly.

But I felt an indescribable uneasiness.

Tang Shuya had never felt this way before, and an inexplicable throbbing surged in his heart.

After a long while, her eyelids moved slightly, and a line of clear tears finally fell from the corners of her eyes and dripped into her cochlea.

Tang Shu raised his hand and stroked the tears that kept flowing from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. He heard her mumble incoherently: "It hurts, it hurts..."

"Just bear with it, we'll get to the hospital soon, and the pain will go away soon..."

Tang Shuya didn't even notice that his tone was so gentle that water could drip out of it.

It's not that he hadn't coaxed her in the past, but Tang Shuya knew how much sincerity there was in it.

But at this moment, he was speaking from the heart, not for himself, but to soothe her uneasy emotions.

Ling Zhen felt dizzy and suddenly nauseous, dry heaving several times.

Tang Shuya gently stroked her back, soothing her, and coaxed her softly, "Baby, we'll be at the hospital soon. Everything will be fine."

Han Su, who was driving in front, was also extremely anxious. He clenched the steering wheel tightly with ten fingers, and the force was so great that it seemed as if he could crush the entire steering wheel!

He couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror.

Tang Shuya lowered his eyes and looked at Ling Yuan in his arms, his brows furrowed, his face tense, but a hint of pity flashed in the corners of his eyes.

Han Su pursed his lips, his face like the moon covered by thick clouds in the night sky, his true appearance could not be seen, only a vague facial outline remained.

At the hospital, Ruan Xingzhe had already made preparations after receiving Tang Shuya's call. Ling Zhen was placed on a stretcher and pushed away for examination.

First go get an ultrasound and CT scan to see if there are any fractures or burst internal organs.

Tang Shuya stood in the hospital corridor, watching Ling Yuan push his way out of sight. He then said, "Han Su, make a move. I want Fang Xi to suffer worse than death this time!"

Han Su lowered his eyebrows, replied solemnly, "Yes," and walked out.

When Ling Zhen woke up, all he saw was a white haze and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

There was a woman in her forties in the ward. When she saw Ling Zhen wake up, she immediately greeted her, "Hello, Mrs. Tang. I am the nurse hired by Mr. Tang. My last name is Yu."

"Hello, but you called me the wrong name. I'm not Mrs. Tang."

Ling Yu answered woodenly.

She turned around and looked at the environment of the ward again.

Sister Yu thought she was looking for someone and immediately said, "Mrs. Tang... Miss Ling, Mr. Tang has to go out for something. I'll call him now."

"No, no. I want to be alone,"

After saying that, Ling Zhen closed his eyes calmly.

Sister Yu's expression froze, and she didn't know what to say. However, Mr. Tang had instructed that he should be notified immediately once the crowd was cleared. She was about to go out to make a phone call when Tang Shuya came in from the door.

"Why don't you want to see me?"

Tang Shuya had a faint smile on his face and was holding a packed dinner in his hand.

"Mr. Tang."

Sister Yu had to stand up and shout.

Tang Shuya glanced at her, smiled faintly and nodded.

When Sister Yu saw Tang Shuya again, she was still dazed for a while by his appearance and demeanor.

It looked so perfect that it didn't seem like a real person.

She glanced at Ling Zhen. This man was a strange person. Even a woman in her forties couldn't help but look at Mr. Tang twice, but this man didn't even look at her. He just looked out the window silently.

Tang Shuya took a few steps forward and placed the dinner heavily on the bedside table. "Is this how you treat your savior? If it weren't for me, you might be dead."

People can be very fragile, but dying is not an easy thing.

If it were that easy, she would have died long ago.

She suddenly thought of her mother and how desperate she was that she chose to commit suicide.

After all, suicide requires courage.

Why is she so afraid of death?

I really hate myself like this.

It was already dark outside.

"Then why did you save me? Wouldn't it be better for me to die?"

Ling Yuan's voice was weak and trembling. The eyes he looked at Tang Shuya were as calm as an ancient stone alley, full of silence and length.

Tang Shuya was about to open his mouth when he suddenly turned around and glanced at Sister Yu. Sister Yu immediately understood and tactfully found an opportunity to leave the ward.

When only Tang Shuya and Ling Zhen were left in the ward, the man left, tore off Wen Wen's mask, stretched out his fingers to clamp her jaw, and forced her to raise her head.

Ling Zhen met his deep eyes and held his breath.

The voice uttered from the man's thin lips, speaking softly and cruelly: "How can I bear to let you die? I'm not tired of playing with you yet. The one who is going to die is not you, but Fang Xi."

Tang Shuya saw that Ling Yuan's dim eyes finally moved, and a nameless anger rose in his heart. Seeing that he was half-dead, his eyes did not even move. When he heard the name Fang Xi, he reacted instantly!

The fingers gripping her jaw didn't retract, instead they squeezed deeper and harder. "Why, he sold you out and beat you up like this, and you're still obsessed with him, right? Ling Zhen, you're such a slut!"

Her eyes slowly turned red and her eye sockets became swollen and sore.

Apart from the redness under her eyes, her face was very pale, and even her always rosy and plump mouth had lost its color.

Tang Shuya's heart suddenly felt softer.

The hand that was holding Ling Zhen's jaw loosened. She touched her chin, where the warmth from the man's fingers and the pain were still there.

Tang Shuya placed the dinner on the coffee table on the other side and said, "Let's eat first."

"I'm not hungry."

Ling Zhen had no appetite at all.

"You have to eat even if you're not hungry. The doctor said you're mildly malnourished."

She said nothing.

Tang Shuya looked at her for a while, then bent down, picked her up and walked towards the coffee table. She leaned against him, trying to resist, but it was in vain.

He simply held her in his arms and sat her on his lap.

His hands grasped her waist, squeezing gently, "Do you want me to feed you?"