Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

"Oh..." Another thick sigh.

Ruan Zheng's eyelids were very heavy, and the sad sighs kept lingering in her ears, especially clear in the quiet night.

She moved her fingers, trying to break free and open her eyes to look at the person who was sighing, but she was still powerless.

Old Master Yin stood up and glanced at Ruan Zheng, who was also sleeping next to Yin Junye. A dark look that others could not understand flashed across his eyes, and finally he turned and left the room.

The room was quiet again, and Ruan Zheng's mind became clearer, but her eyelids were too heavy to open.

She felt like she had fallen into the vast ocean, her whole body floating up and down uncomfortably. Large amounts of sea water poured into her lungs. She gasped for breath desperately, waving her limbs wildly, trying to float her head above the sea to breathe.

However, her head seemed to be held down by someone deliberately, bringing her to the brink of suffocation and collapse.

Death enveloped her little by little, like an airtight net. She struggled desperately, and her fingers hanging on the bed kept shaking in the darkness.

If only someone could notice her fingers moving and pull her up, so that she wouldn't drown in this endless abyss.

But the atmosphere was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, so how could anyone come? So she could only wait to die...

Click.

The crisp sound of the doorknob turning startled Ruan Zheng from her dream. In an instant, her head surfaced from the sea and she gasped for breath. It felt so good to be alive. This was her only thought in the dream at this moment.

The room was dark. A figure came in quietly and slowly moved to the side of Yin Junye's bed. He reached out to turn on the wall lamp. His face under the mask was sinister and ferocious.

"Mr. Yin, your time of death has come." The woman's slow voice struck Ruan Zheng's ears while she was still conscious. She suddenly felt as if someone was strangling her neck, the oxygen at the tip of her nose was thin, and she was on the verge of suffocation.

Yin Junye, Yin Junye, wake up.

In the dream, Ruan Zheng desperately shouted the man's name. Her intuition told her that he was in danger, but her eyelids were heavy and she couldn't open them. What should she do? How should she help him?

Feeling extremely uneasy, Ruan Zheng tried her best to open her eyes, but no matter how hard she tried, there was only darkness before her eyes.

At this moment, she felt as if she was in an endless whirlpool, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't climb out of the hole.

Despair began to surround her little by little. She shouted Yin Junye's name at the top of her lungs, her whole body trembling and her consciousness in a panic.

The frequency of the fingertips trembling gradually increased, but the woman who was injecting the medicine into Yin Junye's IV bottle with a syringe did not notice it.

As the needle was pushed, her face was grim, and then she curled her lips coldly as she watched the medicine in the infusion tube flow down until it seeped into Yin Junye's body.

"Yin Junye." Finally, Ruan Zheng broke free from the restraints and woke up.

The woman in the room was startled by her and was about to move, but Ruan Zheng was faster than her and pulled out the needle from her hand and stabbed it directly into her neck.

Suddenly she screamed sharply and stepped back. Seeing her step back, Ruan Zheng quickly pulled out the needle from the back of Yin Junye's hand, then she collapsed on the edge of the bed and gasped for breath.

"You're looking for death." The woman's eyes turned sinister when she saw her plan was ruined.

He picked up something nearby and was about to hit Ruan Zheng when the door was suddenly pushed open.

Suddenly her body stiffened, and then she bit the thing in her throat, her eyes rolled back, and she died on the spot.

"What happened?" Old Master Yin strode forward and saw Ruan Zheng lying powerlessly on the edge of Yin Junye's bed, his brows grim.

He glanced sideways at the dead woman lying on the ground, and understood something. He raised his hand and waved to the bodyguards, signaling them to take the person away.

"What are you still standing there for? Stop the bleeding for her." Seeing that the back of Ruan Zheng's hand was bleeding, the old man gave stern instructions to the doctor behind him.

But she was vaguely touched by Ruan Zheng's behavior, because when the two of them pulled out the needle, she pressed the back of Yin Junye's hand tightly to stop the bleeding, while she herself...

Two doctors came forward, one to stop Ruan Zheng's bleeding, and the other prepared to give Yin Junye another injection.

Seeing this, Ruan Zheng spoke anxiously, "You can't use an injection. The medicine bottle has been injected with an unknown drug."

Boom! The doctor's hands were shaking at his words. At the same time, Mr. Yin's emotions were also in turmoil. "Quick, give Jun Ye a full body check."

Immediately, the equipment in the room was turned on, and the two doctors began to work in a hurry.

Twenty minutes later.

"Don't worry, Master Yin. Although some medicine was injected into Master Yin's body, fortunately the amount was small and it's not a big deal."

Hearing this, Mr. Yin's tense heart finally relaxed, "Well, you guys go out first."

The two doctors nodded and left.

"You saved Jun Ye this time, but I won't say thank you. However, I can give you compensation. Tell me, what do you want?" His tone was cold and distant.

Ruan Zheng looked up at the old man with his hands behind his back, feeling a sense of majesty and oppression. "I don't want any compensation."

"Girl, don't be ungrateful." The old man suddenly glared at her with a gloomy brow.

Ruan Zheng slowly stood up and looked him in the face with a stern expression, "I'm sorry."

She knew what the old man meant when he said that he saved Jun Ye but didn't say thank you, and she felt guilty.

What's there to thank her for? If it weren't for her, Yin Junye wouldn't have been so seriously injured. She was a sinner.

Mr. Yin seemed not to have expected her to say sorry. He was stunned for a moment, and then his face became gloomy again.

"What's the point of saying sorry now? Can you give me back a lively grandson? If you can't, don't implicate him in the future. Pack up and I'll have someone send you away."

The old man's words were firm and unyielding, but Ruan Zheng was stubborn, "I won't leave."

"What did you say?" Mr. Yin didn't expect Ruan Zheng to dare to disobey him on the spot. His face darkened and he was furious.

"Having Jun Ye seriously injured three times isn't enough? Are you going to kill him before you're satisfied? Humph, I seriously doubt you were planted by Yin Lao San."

"I'm not Yin Laosan's person. I just want to stay and take care of him." Ruan Zheng stubbornly clarified her position.

But Old Yin snorted coldly, "You take care of him? You'll be thankful if you don't cause him any trouble. Okay, I don't have that much time to waste on you. Leave on your own or I'll have someone ask you to get out of the Yin family. Think it over."

After saying this, the old man turned away.

Ruan Zheng pursed her lips. She was powerless to fight against a family like the Yin family, but she also didn't want to leave Yin Junye at this time.

Or should she try to beg Madam Yin? She should be more soft-hearted than Master Yin.