Goodbye, scumbag husband, the one who is not loved is the clown

Everything happened so fast that even though Xu Jiayun predicted it in advance, he still didn't have time to completely dodge.

The tip of the knife slashed through her chest, and blood instantly stained her white wedding dress red...

Pei Sangyu's pupils shrank. He supported Xu Jiayun's limp body and kicked the man in the stomach.

The man was kicked and fell heavily to the ground.

Chi Yu rushed over, kicked the knife out of his hand, leaned over and tied his hands behind his back.

The guests at the scene were frightened and stood up, considering whether to run away.

Security personnel rushed in, and the controlled assailant was still cursing, "Pei Sangyu, I'm going to kill you. If you hadn't taken over my company, how could I have ended up like this? You don't let me live well, and I won't let you live well either... Hahaha, you lost your wife on your wedding day! Pei Sangyu, this is your karma!"

Xu Jiayun closed his eyes, his face pale with pain.

She regretted it and didn't dare to take the gamble.

It hurts so much.

Her shaking hands rested on her stomach.

Nian Nian, you have to be strong, nothing must happen to you...

Pei Sangyu held Xu Jiayun's body with one hand and covered the bleeding wound with the other hand. His black eyes were extremely red. "Jiang Muheng!"

Jiang Muheng rushed over from the guest seats, took off his suit jacket and covered the wound on Xu Jiayun's chest. "There's too much blood. We need to send him to the hospital immediately."

Pei Sangyu picked up Xu Jiayun and rushed out.

Zhou Jinglian ran through several red lights and finally arrived at the hospital.

Jiang Muheng had already called the hospital in advance.

At the hospital entrance, medical staff were waiting with a trolley.

As soon as the car stopped, Jiang Muheng opened the door and got out.

"Quick, put her on the gurney."

Pei Sangyu put Xu Jiayun on the trolley, and the medical staff moved quickly, pushing Xu Jiayun to the emergency room.

The door of the emergency room slammed shut.

The three big words "In Surgery" on the top lit up.

Red, as glaring as her blood.

Pei Sangyu stood outside the operating room door like a strong pine tree, his dark eyes were heavy and his gaze was fixed on nowhere.

Zhou Jing came over and handed him a clean hot towel.

"Boss Pei, please wipe your hands."

Pei Sangyu's eyelashes trembled. He came to his senses and looked down, only to find that his hands were covered in blood.

This is all Xu Jiayun's blood...

He closed his eyes.

The image of her standing in front of him without hesitation appeared in his mind.

My heart suddenly twitched.

He frowned hard, forcing himself to ignore the pain at that moment.

Taking the towel, he wiped the blood off his palm bit by bit.

The blood stained the white towel red. His hands were clean, but his eyes were still bright red.

He stopped wiping.

He stared at his hands again, lost in thought.

why?

He could never have imagined that Xu Jiayun would even risk her life for him.

He couldn't figure it out, no matter how hard he tried!

How could there be anyone in this world other than her who would be willing to sacrifice her life to protect him?

how can that be possible!

Zhou Jing looked at Pei Sangyu, hesitated for a moment, and decided to tell him what he had found out.

"Boss Pei, this was discovered by the servants while they were tidying up the utility room when the villa was redecorated the day before yesterday."

Pei Sangyu looked at the diary Zhou Jing handed over and frowned slightly.

Zhou Jing added: "This seems to belong to Miss Xu."

A flash of surprise crossed Pei Sangyu's eyes.

After a moment, he took the diary.

The pink diary has a very girly cover design.

He stared at the diary, with no intention of reading its contents.

"It must have been hidden in the utility room for some time." Zhou Jing paused and said, "When we found it, it was covered in dust."

Opening the cover, the woman's beautiful handwriting appeared in the man's dark eyes.

It’s Xu Jiayun’s for sure.

The notebook has the date on it.

The first page of the diary is dated two months ago.

The first sentence Xu Jiayun wrote in her diary was: [I hate myself because I found that I seemed to have fallen in love with him.]

When Pei Sangyu saw these words, his pupils trembled slightly.

But he didn't look any further.

Instead, he covered the diary with great force and threw it to Zhou Jing.

"Throw it away!"

Zhou Jing caught the diary that hit his chest, a little unbelieving, "Are you sure?"

"What's so interesting about Xu Jiayun's diary?"

He said angrily: "She is just a tool for revenge and venting. I don't care about her thoughts at all!"

Zhou Jing pursed his lips.

He really wanted to say: Mr. Pei, it's really obvious that you are deceiving yourself.

But he didn't dare.

I could only nod honestly: "I understand, I will throw the diary away now."

After he said that, he turned around and walked straight to the trash can next to him.

Pei Sangyu frowned.

Listening to Zhou Jing's footsteps, his heart felt inexplicably tense, and an unknown anger grew more intense.

Zhou Jing walked to the trash can, stopped and looked back.

Pei Sangyu had a cold face and didn't even look at him.

It seems like he is determined not to do it!

Zhou Jing sighed helplessly, stepped on the lid of the trash can and threw the diary in.

Boom!

The diary was thrown into the trash can.

Zhou Jing loosened his feet and closed the trash can.

Just at this moment the cleaning lady came over pushing a cleaning cart.

"Sir, please move aside so I can clean up the trash."

Zhou Jing stepped back a little.

The cleaning lady opened the lid, took out the garbage in the trash can, and put it in a clean garbage bag.

The bag of garbage containing the diary was put into the big bucket of the cleaning truck by the cleaning lady.

Then the cleaning lady pushed the cleaning cart away.

Zhou Jing turned around to look at Pei Sangyu.

The man remained indifferent.

...

The hospital corridor was extremely quiet late at night.

The air is cold.

There was thunder and lightning outside and heavy rain was falling.

After nearly an hour, the lights in the operating room finally went out.

Jiang Muheng walked out of the emergency room and took off the mask on his face.

Pei Sangyu sat in the rest area nearby, his stern face showing no emotion at all.

Zhou Jing glanced at him, and seeing that he was indifferent, he sighed and stepped forward to ask, "Doctor Jiang, Miss Xu... No, I mean, how is the young lady?"

"Although the wound is long, fortunately it's not too deep and there's no damage to the patient. I just had Director Lin from the cosmetology department suture her wound with sutures. If she doesn't want scars, she can have surgery to repair it later."

Hearing this, Zhou Jing breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm glad you're okay. As for the fetus..."

"There's nothing wrong with the fetus at the moment, but she's pregnant and our doctors are limited in the medication they can use. Plus, she's anemic and has lost a lot of blood, so she's very weak. We recommend hospitalization for observation."

Zhou Jing nodded seriously, "I understand. Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Jiang."

"No, this is my duty." Jiang Muheng said and couldn't help but glance at Pei Sangyu who was indifferent in the rest seat.

He sighed, "She's still too thin. Once her condition stabilizes, I suggest you do another detailed prenatal checkup. If she's too thin, it will be a major hurdle during childbirth. You can't just focus on the child and ignore the mother's health. Sang Yu, you must pay attention to this!"

Pei Sangyu simply glanced at Jiang Muheng and said, "You're a doctor, just treat it. What can I solve after you've told me so much?"

Jiang Muheng was so angry that he said, "You! Do you have any conscience? She is your wife now. She blocked the knife for you at the wedding and almost killed two people. Even the King of Hell should be moved by her!"

Pei Sangyu narrowed his eyes, anger rising in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhou Jing quickly pulled Jiang Muheng aside and advised in a low voice, "Doctor Jiang, please stop talking. President Pei is in a bad mood right now."

"How can he be in a bad mood if he doesn't even have a heart?"

Zhou Jing: “…”