How many loves can be relived in the story of a devoted CEO pursuing his wife?

"Brother, brother..." Lin Lan felt resentful. She wanted to protest, to let him know that it was she who was with him at that moment. "I'm Lanlan."

With his thoughts and functions completely controlled, Lin Xuedong was unable to discern the other person's voice and meaning.

The woman's lack of cooperation only fueled his impatience. His pupils grew increasingly dilated, and his eyes gradually turned bloodshot, like a ferocious beast about to break free of its cage.

Now it was Lin Lan's turn to suffer, forced to endure his repeated tossing and turning, causing her to wake up and then feel dizzy again and again.

In the end, both of them were exhausted, looking like dying fish that had been pulled ashore.

midnight.

Lin Lan cowered under the sheets in fear, tears welling up in her eyes.

Looking at Lin Xuedong, who was lying slumped asleep beside her, she dared not utter a sound, only silently weeping. Her throat tightened with sobs, and she could not control them, letting out soft sobs.

"Brother." After a long while, Lin Lan pulled back the sheet, looking at the bloodstains on her thighs, feeling panicked and helpless. "Wake up!"

She instinctively shook Lin Xuedong, trying to wake him. "Brother, I think I'm hurt. Waaah, waaah..."

Lin Xuedong was pushed and shaken by her until he slowly woke up, but his consciousness was still somewhat hazy.

His eyes were glazed over, and he felt utterly exhausted. His body was like a soulless shell, and his breathing was slow and labored.

"Brother." Lin Lan's voice was choked with sobs, utterly heartbreaking. "Wake up!"

Lin Xuedong slowly turned his neck to look in the direction of the sound. His unfocused pupils gradually focused, and the image in front of him gradually expanded and became clear. "You..."

Hearing his own voice, so hoarse, his throat dry and stinging, Lin Xuedong was startled. What was wrong with him?

"Brother!" Lin Lan cried and laughed at the same time. "You're finally awake!"

His gaze and consciousness slowly returned, and all he saw and heard was Lin Lan. "Lan...Lan?"

But he still felt it was all unreal, completely surreal. Why was Lin Lan in his own bed? Why was she crying?

The room was only lit by the bedside lamp, so the light source wasn't very bright. Therefore, he didn't notice much of the situation at first, but his mind was constantly racing.

"problem occurs."

problem occurs?

Lin Xuedong reacted very slowly; he struggled to get up. He tried twice but failed, unable to muster the strength.

He frowned and began to feel around with his hands.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and stared wide-eyed at the ceiling.

Panic and shock spread across his handsome face. He held his breath as his memories rushed back.

I remember accidentally getting my clothes dirty at the banquet, then going back to my room to take a shower. After showering, I lay down on the bed to rest, waiting for my clothes to be brought up... and then I drifted off to sleep.

What happened? What's going on?

Why am I lying here, feeling like my body has been hollowed out?

And Lin Lan...

Lin Xuedong grew increasingly frightened. He stared blankly at the ceiling, too afraid to look at Lin Lan. His heart was heavy and complicated; at this moment, he truly believed that something terrible had happened.

It was a hurt that neither he nor Lin Lan could bear.

"Brother, are you alright?" Lin Lan cried, her whole body convulsing. "I...I feel so unwell."

Lin Xuedong's heart clenched suddenly. He mustered his courage and glanced at Lin Lan. He saw her sitting beside him, clutching a corner of the bed sheet, tears streaming down her face, her thin shoulders trembling slightly.

"Lanlan, I... don't be afraid." He mustered all his strength to sit up, took a few breaths, and then reached out to pull Lin Lan into his arms, murmuring softly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Lin Lan nestled in his arms, so warm and comforting. It was impossible to reconcile this with her earlier rude behavior.

“It’s not your fault, brother.” She felt extremely wronged, but couldn’t blame him, and gently shook her head. “We were tricked.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuedong stiffened, as if he had thought of something, but he did not show it.

"Lanlan, no matter what, I'm the one who hurt you." His voice was low and soft, filled with remorse. "I'm sorry."

"No, I don't blame you." Lin Lan burst into tears in his arms. At this moment, she needed his comfort so much.

Lin Xuedong gently stroked her smooth back and asked with concern, "Are you... are you alright?"

"I...I feel really uncomfortable down there." It's not good, it's really not good at all! Lin Lan shook her head and whined.

Lin Xuedong paused, his brows furrowing. He released his embrace, instinctively reaching out to pull back the blanket to check on her.

"No!" Lin Lan grabbed him tightly.

"Lanlan, don't be afraid, let me see."

Lin Lan lowered her head, her face flushed, and then let go of her hand.

The bed sheet slipped off, and the crimson-stained fabric struck Lin Xuedong like a thunderbolt, causing him to break down.

He suddenly realized the fear in his heart and hurriedly hugged Lin Lan, overwhelmed by guilt. "Lan Lan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't be afraid, let's go to the hospital."

His phone had run out of battery and shut down automatically at some point, so he called the hotel front desk and asked them to send them clean clothes and prepare a car.