The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

The cunning major calmly crossed his arms, turned his face away, and looked on with an air of nonchalance.

She then turned her gaze back to Lu Zheng: "...You were awake a long time ago?"

Lu Zheng lay on the stretcher, just watching her smile without saying a word. He seemed to be laughing hysterically, completely unaware that some unknown inner universe was burning brightly somewhere.

"If you can't hold on any longer, just go in peace. I don't mind at all—you're dead!" With that, he delivered the fatal blow!

Seeing this, the medic quickly stopped him: "Comrade, lady, although he is not in mortal danger, he is indeed in shock with a high fever. If you keep shaking him like this, he may really not be able to be saved."

Nie Suwen was skeptical, and now she didn't even want to trust the health center anymore.

The health center staff member wiped their sweat and even picked up a thermometer to prove to her: "It's true, look, your fever has reached 38.9 degrees Celsius. If it goes any higher, something bad will happen."

Su Wen then stopped. Everyone hurriedly lifted the stretcher, and Lu Zheng lay on his back on it, still holding onto her hand and refusing to let go.

Su Wen was a little annoyed. She turned her face away from him and asked irritably, "What's wrong? You've already seen me make a complete fool of myself, what else is there?"

Lu Zheng tugged at her arm again, trying to appease her. The patient was the most important person, so Su Wen didn't hesitate for long before giving in and returning to his side. She heard him whisper in her ear, "I really didn't lie to you. It was that kid from Huai'an who acted on his own. I just... cooperated with him... and acted a little."

Hey, I showed off my acting skills in front of her, a professional actress, and even fooled her.

Nie Suwen suddenly smiled, her previously stern face blossoming into a bright smile, like the first snow after a storm.

She moved even closer, her breath sweet as orchids in his ear: "And do you know that there's a crime... called collective punishment?"

As the sole survivor of the car accident, Nie Suwen's story quickly became legendary in Lhasa. Some curious young people in the hospital had already taken photos with their phones and uploaded them online.

Some sharp-eyed people recognized Nie Suwen and immediately forwarded the post to @Huayi Films. Ye Zi also flew to Lhasa with Xiao Ai as soon as the incident happened and is currently waiting outside the emergency room of the hospital.

Lu Zheng's condition is quite complicated. He's on an IV drip and receiving oxygen, and he's been unconscious for five or six hours with no definite news yet.

Nie Suwen fared much better. Remarkably, as a victim of the car accident, she suffered only minor external injuries and no other serious injuries. Perhaps it was truly the protection of the mountain gods, but in the warm room, she quickly woke up. Her fractured right hand was already in a cast and slinged to her chest. As soon as she got up, she struggled to go see Lu Zheng.

Although the doctor repeatedly warned her not to move around, Gu Huai'an knew he couldn't stop her. So he turned a blind eye and let her be.

When Ye Zi rushed over and saw that she was alright, she naturally gave her a thorough dressing-down. Su Wen was so badly scolded that she couldn't lift her head. She glanced at Xiao Ai behind her and saw that Xiao Ai was inhuman and was still trying not to laugh. Later, when she heard the words Ye Zi used to scold her, she couldn't help but laugh too. The two of them lowered their heads and made faces at each other.

Ye Zi, out of deep love and concern, saw her pitiful state with her arm in a sling, scolded her briefly and then stopped, letting Xiao Ai help her to the emergency room.

Halfway there, Suwen suddenly said with a pained expression, "I need to go to the restroom."

Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I've been to the restroom.

It's not her fault. Down there, life was in danger; who would remember the need to relieve themselves, especially since she hadn't eaten much? And when Lu Zheng came later, she couldn't very well do *that* in front of him…

Xiao Ai then led her to the bathroom door and saw that she was in a pitiful state with only her left hand. She asked hesitantly, "Don't you need my help?"

Suwen quickly waved her hand with her remaining left hand: "No need, no need."

When Xiao Ai returned to the corridor and leaned against the wall to wait, she found that there was another person at the end of the corridor.

Xiao Ai's eyes flickered, and she instinctively stood up straight and called out, "President Xiao."

Xiao Ai and Xiao Rong weren't exactly close; she'd barely even seen him a few times. That was because Xiao Rong had been preoccupied with cultivating relationships with the company's female artists. Conversely, Xiao Ai was closer to Lu Zheng because of Su Wen. However, now that the company only had one boss left, she needed to be realistic about the situation to keep her job.

Actually, to be fair, in terms of looks alone, Young Master Xiao is no less handsome than Young Master Lu.

Those from wealthy families who have been raised for generations generally have better genes than the average person.

Such a person, who is rich and willing to spend money on women, is no wonder that many female celebrities flock to him.

She can now truly understand Ji Xuan, the award-winning actress back then.

Xiao Rong certainly had mesmerizing eyes; those peach-colored eyes alone held so much that was hard to describe, enough to tempt one to commit a crime. But men like that are like opium, a poisonous elixir. Ever since he dumped Ji Tianhou, her situation has been utterly miserable.

Xiao Ai didn't understand why he was walking towards her.

Just as we were getting nervous, he spoke first: "Is Nie Suwen inside?"

"Ah... um... yes."

Upon receiving affirmation, Xiao Rong's gaze softened slightly.

Xiao Ai felt awkward; the gaze, the atmosphere—it all felt strangely unsettling. She couldn't pinpoint what the problem was. So, she forced herself to ask, "Mr. Xiao, is there something you need from her?"

Xiao Rong paused, "Is something wrong?" "...Nothing. It's just..."

Even he didn't know why he had come.

“She…” Xiao Rong tried to speak, but stopped abruptly after saying only one word.

Xiao Ai then noticed that he didn't look well. He seemed to have not slept all night, with dark circles under his eyes, stubble on his beard, and messy, unkempt short hair.

The two were in an awkward silence when a scream suddenly came from the bathroom.

Xiao Ai tensed up and was about to go in to take a look when she realized that Xiao Rong was even faster and had already slipped inside in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Ai was stunned.

Please, this is the women's restroom!

Xiao Rong didn't actually rush in. He just stood at the door and saw Nie Suwen sitting on the ground, looking helpless. There were bloodstains on the hem of her shirt, and her face was deathly pale.

Xiao Ai strode past Xiao Rong, squatted down next to Su Wen, and asked, "What's wrong?"

With her back to Xiao Rong, Su Wen whispered in Xiao Ai's ear, embarrassed, "I accidentally tripped and fell... and, I got my period..."

It turned out that Suwen had her period when she went to the toilet, which explained her unbearable abdominal pain. She was about to call Xiao Ai to ask if she had brought her little wings when she slipped and fell on the ground.

"..." Xiao Ai blushed and looked back at Xiao Rong guiltily.

But they found that no one was by the door.

Xiao Rong has already left without alerting anyone. No one knows when he left.

Nie Suwen never saw him from beginning to end.

In fact, Xiao Rong hadn't gone far. She turned around and leaned against the corridor outside the door.

Like a piece of wood, it felt a bit listless.

He had searched the mountains all night and was at his wit's end. Perhaps it was bad luck, or perhaps the mountain gods were not on his side, but he ultimately missed his chance.

Seeing her return unharmed, he felt no relief, but rather even more distressed, as if his heart was being torn apart.

In an extreme way, she thought she might as well have died in the mountains.

In this way, he will remember her forever, and for the rest of his life he will remember the fiery and dazzling spirit who once briefly appeared in his life.

It's better than seeing her alive and loving with other men.

Jealousy is a knife. A sharp, poisoned knife.

He was being subjected to slow slicing.

He began to regret his trip to Tibet, a regret that became insane.

Upon learning that Nie Suwen was in danger, he impulsively and almost recklessly went to the special forces command post, determined to see her immediately.

But what happens after you see it?

Only then did I realize that it was the scene I least wanted to see.

He left without a sound, preferring that she never know he had been there, and that he would never tell her, because she didn't love him.

This is the real him, Xiao Rong.

He didn't know how he left the hospital. He wandered aimlessly through the streets, with tricycles waiting for customers on both sides, constantly calling out to him and asking where he was going.

Xiao Rong raised his head, a moment of confusion in his peach blossom eyes; he didn't know where he was going.

The phone kept ringing.

Xiao Yuan's phone had rung many times. But he ignored it.

Standing between heaven and earth, he finally picked up the phone: "What's wrong?" It was still a cold and indifferent voice.

"So that's why you went to Tibet. She was there. You didn't actually go to see Nie Suwen, did you?" Xiao Yuan sneered. She understood everything after reading the news this morning. No wonder he abandoned his secretary and went on vacation to Tibet, leaving behind a ton of things at home and in the company, having a great time there. So that's how it is!

At the height of her anger, she stopped being angry and just laughed, her teeth chattering: "What, are you trying to be a hero and save the damsel in distress? After being dumped by Third Brother, did she rush over and hug you like she'd seen her sugar daddy, crying?"

"..."

Xiao Rong did not answer; the background noise from the streets of Lhasa could be heard on her phone.

Ordinary and sincere, yet somewhat unacceptable to some.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xiao Yuan became even more furious and embarrassed: "Why aren't you saying anything? Have you really fallen in love with her...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Rong suddenly raised her hand and threw the phone far away.

The phone fell to the ground and shattered.

Xiao Yuan heard a loud "snap" sound, and then... then nothing.

She still held the phone, the line constantly cutting off. After a long silence, she bit her lip and said, "Xiao Rong, if you won't let me have an easy time, I won't let you have an easy time either!"

In the bar owned by the bald boss, there were already seven or eight empty bottles in front of Xiao Rong’s “Mi Ai Ni”, and he was slumped on the table, just like the other drunkards around him.