Passionate Devotion

Chapter 12, after four years, the scene reappears 4

"You...you...can you take me to the hospital?" Tong Lu looked at the man standing in front of the bathtub.

The man frowned: "Going to the hospital won't help, but cold water can help you ease it."

"But it's really uncomfortable."

Leng Yejin frowned and looked at her condescendingly, "I said, Shinobu!"

"You, can you go out? I'm afraid..."

Leng Yejin seemed to have guessed what she hadn't confided, so he condensed his eyebrows and strode out.

As soon as he left, Tong Lu's restraint completely collapsed.

Outside the bathroom, Leng Ye stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hand: "What about the antidote?"

"People have been looking for it."

"Faster."

"Actually..." Secretary Yu stopped talking, thought about it, and said boldly: "You can, after all, you are Miss Tong's...a fake uncle, a real husband."

"Dare you say?"

Leng Ye glanced away with cold eyes, and Secretary Yu immediately closed her mouth.

He understands that for this forced marriage, Jin Shao refuses in his heart, but Miss Tong has taken care of Shanshan so well, and Jin Shao has to be grateful.

Jin Shao has just sat on the throne, and his foundation is unstable. The master takes people over at this juncture. If Miss Tong’s identity is revealed, she will be immediately pushed to the top of the storm. Not being exposed is a kind of protection in disguise, just Miss Tong. Where can He Jinshao go?

Secretary Yu is not optimistic. Miss Tong's background is not worthy of Jin Shao. Everyone knows that.

In the past ten minutes, Leng Ye turned his head impatiently and looked at the closed bathroom door.

"Why hasn't the antidote here yet?"

Secretary Yu whispered: "At least...it will take an hour."

Leng Yejin waited another half an hour, exhausted all his patience, waved his hand and strode into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Tong Lu's nails were deeply embedded in the thighs, and the blood came out a little bit from the clear water. This was not the first time she had pinched her. Her white thighs were full of nail prints, and they looked shocking.

Leng Yejin's eyes twitched, and her face was extremely dark. Without any hesitation, she strode over and grabbed her hand to prevent her from harming herself.

Tong Lu is like a frightened bird: "Don't... leave me alone, I can restrain it."

"Your restraint is self-harm?" Leng Yejin's voice was suddenly cold enough to freeze people into ice.

Tong Lu closed her eyes tightly, her desperate heart gave birth to a few broken jars that concealed her ears.

Leng Yejin's melancholy heart felt a touch of compassion, and her eyes were narrowed. Are you really letting her suffer like this?

(End of this chapter)