My Fiance Ran Away

Just as Chai Murong was thinking with her head lowered, as if she had seen a turning point, Ling Hsing suddenly slowed down and slowly approached the side of the road.    

    

"What's wrong?" Chai Murong looked up and asked, "What happened?"    

    

"Someone is looking for you." Ling Hsing parked the car by the side of the road and turned to look outside. "Chairman Chai, do you want to talk to her?"    

    

"Who?" Chai Murong turned around and looked back. She saw an ordinary car parked by the side of the road behind the car. There was a person standing in front of the car.    

    

The person in the night was dressed in white and had white hair.    

    

Shaang Lige.    

    

Ever since the tragedy at Huangtang Road in Beijing, Shaang Lige's white hair and appearance had become deeply rooted in people's hearts.    

    

Therefore, when Shaang Lige waved her hand at the roadside, Ling Hsing immediately recognized her. "She just waved her hand at the roadside. It seems that she knows you are in this car."    

    

Ling Hsing had long heard of the relationship between Night Owlet, Shaang Lige, and Chai Murong. He knew that she was the most considerate partner of Old Devil Chu.    

    

This time, she suddenly appeared here. It was very likely that she had something to tell Chai Murong.    

    

Therefore, Ling Hsing took the initiative to stop the car, but he did not open the hidden lock on the window.    

    

...    

    

Chai Murong could not say what kind of impression she had of Shaang Lige.    

    

Given the intelligence of a big official, she would definitely be able to tell the dirty things between Sister Ms Jiuer and Yang.    

    

However, because Shaang Lige had always straightened her mind, she did not dare to challenge the authority of the big official like Hua Fu and Ms Zhou. Furthermore, when she fell off the building last year, he saved her without caring about his own life. Therefore, she had a kind of fear towards Night Owlet that she did not dislike. Or perhaps it was a kind of fear.    

    

There were not many people in this world that could make Official Chai fear.    

    

Chai Murong's fear of Shaang Lige was even greater after the scene of Han Faang kneeling in front of the bed that night. Whenever she thought of her these few days, she would feel her heart beat inexplicably.    

    

Even though that night, Chai Murong and Han Faang actually did not have anything to do with it.    

    

But at three or four o'clock in the morning, a lone man and a woman dressed in pajamas were together. Even if there was really nothing wrong, who would believe it?    

    

And now, Shaang Lige was actually waiting for her at the side of the road just as the car was about to drive into the city.    

    

Chai Murong did not understand why Shaang Lige was waiting for her at the late night of the city road.    

    

But the big official understood that Shaang Lige would not harm him, even if a few nights ago she had exposed the 'adultery'.    

    

What was the source of Chai Murong's trust in Shaang Lige? Other than the fact that she had risked her life to save her, it was also because of the considerate relationship between Shaang Lige and Chu Yang. If Chu Yang could risk his life to save me, she would not harm me...    

    

Therefore, after Ling Hsing stopped the car, Chai Murong immediately instructed him to open the car window and the car door.    

    

Before Chai Murong opened the door and got out of the car, Ling Hsing had already gotten off the train in advance and stood in front of the car, vigilantly looking around the surroundings.    

    

Although Chai Murong did not guard against Shaang Lige and Ling Hsing was sure that she would not harm the officials, as a bodyguard, he could not be careless.    

    

As for Lee Xiaomin in the car, because she had never had direct contact with Shaang Lige before, she did not get out of the car. Instead, she leaned against the window and thought about something with her eyes closed.    

    

With Ling Hsing's company, Chai Murong walked quickly to Shaang Lige, who had her head slightly lowered. She smiled and said, "I heard Koo Mingchuang call you Ms Jiuer. Then I will also call you that in the future."    

    

"Yes, whatever you call it." Shaang Lige stood in front of the car lamp with her arms crossed. She did not raise her head to greet Chai Murong warmly because Chai Murong took the initiative to come over.    

    

However, Chai Murong did not mind at all. Anyway, she more or less understood Shaang Lige's temperament. She knew that she was a very cold person, so she asked again, "Ms Jiuer, it is so late and you are still waiting for me here. Is there something you want to tell me?"    

    

Shaang Lige's feet moved and she shook her head as she turned around to look at her car. "When we got here, the car broke down... I wanted to get a random car but who knew I would bump into you. "    

    

"Oh, so that's how it is."    

    

Shaang Lige stopped him because the car was broken and he did not hear her talk about what happened that night. Chai Murong calmed down and quickly politely said, "It's okay. I will get someone to call for a tow truck. You and I will take the car back first."    

    

Shaang Lige nodded and said in a vague voice, "Okay, thank you."    

    

"Haha, it's fine. It's fine. Anyway, the car is spacious enough." Chai Murong smiled and very politely took a step back and let Shaang Lige go first.    

    

Shaang Lige did not stand on ceremony and just walked over to Lee Xiaomin's car door with her arms crossed.    

    

When Shaang Lige passed by Chai Murong's side, the official suddenly felt that something was wrong.    

    

This trace of something was not right. It came from Shaang Lige's temperament.    

    

Killing intent!    

    

Lee Xiaomin, who was sitting in the car, saw that her husband's best friend, Night Owlet, whom she had seen in the video, seemed to want to open the car door. She quickly opened the car door for her and made way for her.    

    

Shaang Lige grabbed the car door with one hand and lifted her right foot to enter the car. Just as she was about to enter the car, Chai Murong, who was not far behind her, suddenly screamed, "No, you are not Shaang Lige!"    

    

...    

    

Help you? Hehe, Zhou Shuhan, you also have the face to make such a request to me! If not for helping Faan Jing last year, how would I have gone to Beijing? If I don't go to Beijing, how could I possibly go to Fourth Base? If I didn't go there, I wouldn't have lived a year on a deserted island!    

    

If that's all, then that's fine. But not only did you fail to live up to my feelings for you. Furthermore, Faan Jing even betrayed the Chu family, causing me to be at a loss as to how to explain this matter to my grandfather! Hehe, now that Faan Jing is in trouble, you want me to help you again?    

    

F * ck! I am going to help firewood... I will definitely not help you!    

    

When Chu Yang turned around and stepped onto the corner of the second floor, this was what he thought in his heart.    

    

Now, the two and a half people that handsome Chu hated the most were Chai Murong, Zhou Shuhan and her... mother.    

    

Based on his noble style, he did not point at Ms Zhou's nose and scold her for being lowly. Even if he gave her a lot of face, how could he possibly help her?    

    

Do you think that just because you kneel, I will stretch out my hands that represent sunshine? Dream on... When Chu Yang thought of this, he had already walked past the corner of the stairs on the second floor and was about to go and see Xiao Xuan.    

    

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a soft sound of goo goo goo. Following which, he smelled the scent of blood from the little north wind that was blowing over.    

    

Hmm?    

    

Chu Yang frowned. He took a step back and turned around. Immediately, he saw Zhou Shuhan lying softly at the entrance of the hall. There was a glaring blood-red color on the ground!    

    

"Bastard!"    

    

Chu Yang did not need to think about what was going on. Out of professional instinct, he knew that Zhou Shuhan had hurt herself. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and cursed loudly. He turned his head and shouted upstairs, "Yeh Liusu, bring the first aid kit!"    

    

When Chu Yang shouted, he had already jumped up as if he was flying. He jumped into the air and jumped into the hall. His feet moved quickly again and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Zhou Shuhan.    

    

At this time, Zhou Shuhan's face had already started to turn grey, but when she saw Chu Yang running in front of her with such a fast speed, she suddenly smiled.    

    

"You want to f * cking die outside!"    

    

Chu Yang saw Zhou Shuhan actually smiling at him. That smile was so innocent and clear that it made his heart shrink. Immediately, he felt a tearing pain in his heart. He cursed in a hurry. He picked up her left wrist and pressed her artery with the middle and middle fingers of his left hand.    

    

Just like how the person who cut her wrist was someone else, just like how Chu Yang also scolded someone else. In an instant, Zhou Shuhan's lips began to turn white, and she revealed a clean smile that made one's heart palpitate. She said in a low voice, "Chu, Chu Yang, I have never betrayed you. In this year, I have never let anyone other than you touch me, even my hand..."    

    

"Don't say anymore!" Chu Yang shouted again and picked Zhou Shuhan up. He turned around and ran upstairs.    

    

Yeh Liusu and the others heard Chu Yang yelling downstairs. They did not know what happened downstairs at all. When they just rushed down the corner of the second floor, he had already run over with Zhou Shuhan in his arms.    

    

Cutting the wrist was actually to bleed the arteries. It was a dangerous way to die if one was a little lazy. It was better to hang it with a rope.    

    

Although Yeh Liusu and the others had not figured out what was going on, they could tell what had happened to Zhou Shuhan.    

    

If Ms Zhou cut the wrist elsewhere, it would definitely scare a group of people.    

    

However, in the eyes of the people from the Fallen Sword Sect who had their heads tied to their pants, Cutting the wrist, hehe. At most, they could tie a thin rope to the upper part of the wound. Then, he would use a sandbag to press the wound. Finally, he would find the bleeding arteries to tie it up for emergencies. It was done.    

    

A few minutes after Chu Yang carried Zhou Shuhan into Yeh Liusu's office on the second floor, Xiangling skillfully finished dealing with the wound for her.    

    

The speed at which she bandaged her wound was definitely much faster than the surgeons of the various large hospitals.    

    

Wait. After Xiangling finished treating the wound on Zhou Shuhan's wrist, Yeh Liusu took out a small porcelain bottle that contained unknown medicinal paste. She used her pinky to pick some ointment to bind it to the wound and then wrapped it with bandages. Immediately, she stood up and clapped her hands as she said, "It's done. The wound will recover to its original state in a week at most."    

    

Chu Yang, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Zhou Shuhan, who was in his arms, with a complicated expression on his face.    

    

He looked at Zhou Shuhan with pity and Yeh Liusu slightly frowned. She then turned around and said to the group of brothers, "It is late. Everyone go and rest... Dashui, bring Xiao Xuan to your room first. "    

    

"Yes." Zhang Dashui and the others agreed. They dragged coquettishly out of the office, who really wanted to reminisce about old times with Chu Yang.    

    

Yeh Liusu closed the door and walked to the water dispenser. She took two glasses of plain water and put them on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Then she sat back on the chair behind the desk and kept silent.    

    

With Yeh Liusu's intelligence, she could naturally see that Zhou Shuhan had cut her wrist to commit suicide. She wanted to use this kind of extreme apology to break the ice in Chu's heart.    

    

Regarding this, she did not know whether to laugh at Ms Zhou or pity her.    

    

After all, not everyone had the courage to commit suicide because of an apology.    

    

Zhou Shuhan may look weak on the outside, but she did not faint after cutting her wrist. Instead, she slowly raised her right hand and slowly touched Chu Yang's cheek.    

    

Almost subconsciously, Chu Yang raised his head and avoided her hand.