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In fact, the whole matter wasn't very serious, but it was related to Qin Xian. No matter how trivial the issue was, the Qin Family would become unusually tense when it concerned him.
As a result, under the heightened tension and intense reactions from the Qin Family, the seriousness of the situation was raised several notches. Shu Ran was so frightened that she believed she had done something irreparable to Qin Xian, feeling deeply apologetic.
"I'm sorry, Qin Xian, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," she said, trembling as she apologized to him while being held in his embrace, tears silently streaming down her face and soaking into his sleeve.
Qin Xian gently patted her back and reassured her, "It has nothing to do with you."
His movements were slow and gentle, filled with utmost tenderness and patience.
After a night of tense nerves, she finally let go at that moment. For the first time, she did not struggle out of his embrace but leaned against him quietly in his warm hold.
Late at night.
In the hospital room, two figures were entwined together.
Silence enveloped them.
Outside the hospital room, a group of men in black stood in the usually empty corridor. Their posture was straight, their expressions cold; the tense and serious atmosphere deterred anyone from approaching.
Chen Jin stood at the door of the hospital room, his face expressionless as he awaited any summons from Qin Xian.
Meanwhile, Cao Yun stood at the end of the corridor, lost in thought.
Beside him, A-Chang muttered in confusion, "Why did Qin Shao suddenly explode? Did we do something wrong?"
Cao Yun snapped out of his reverie and glanced at him lightly before saying, "Do you want to know?"
A-Chang's eyes lit up as he eagerly nodded.
Cao Yun chuckled and mockingly asked, "Do you know who that woman in the room is?"
A-Chang shook his head vigorously, his eyes filled with curiosity.
"She is your future Young Mistress."
Cao Yun casually uttered those words, his tone indifferent.
But to A-Chang, it sounded like a thunderclap in a clear sky. He was stunned, his mouth slightly agape, disbelief written all over his face.
Before he could react, Cao Yun spoke again lightly, "So, do you know why he flew into a rage?"
A-Chang felt like crying without tears.
Oh my God, how big of a mess had he gotten himself into?
Not only had he threatened the future Young Mistress, but he had also boasted about his actions in front of Qin Shao...
He felt as if he already knew how he was going to die...
Stupidly.
"Chen Jin."
A voice called from inside the room.
Chen Jin responded and gently opened the door.
He saw Qin Xian walking out slowly, cradling a sleeping woman in his arms. His expression was dark and cold as he said, "Prepare the car, we are returning to Qin Residence."
"Yes!"
……
Shu Ran had another dream.
It was the same scene again.
She was slouched on the sofa at home, her hair tied in two ponytails, with a cute and pouting expression on her pretty face.
Yet she stubbornly kept dialing a phone number, almost madly persistent. Over and over again, a persistence she herself could not understand, a stubbornness in the dream.
Just as the last beep sounded and another call was about to disconnect automatically.
The other party finally answered, "Shu Ran, dear, Daddy is almost there. Hmm, Daddy is..."
"Bang———!!!"
A loud explosion suddenly rang in her ears!
The call was disconnected!
The scene changed in an instant; she stood on the road scattered with car debris, her eyes vacant and her mind empty.
Ahead of her, bright red blood flowed from the crumpled driver's seat of the wrecked car, spreading across the silent, deserted highway...
Her heart raced rapidly as she took heavy steps forward.
Suddenly, the voice of a female host from the television echoed in her ears, speaking in clear Mandarin, "Last night at eleven o'clock, a large truck collided with a sedan on Chengshan Highway. The sedan driver was trapped in the vehicle and bled excessively. After being rushed to the hospital, unfortunately, he could not be saved and passed away."
"According to reports, this Sedan Driver is the one who has been widely discussed online..."
She finally reached the source of the blood-soaked scene, standing in front of the severely deformed car, her eyes wide as she slowly crouched down.
A familiar and aged face reflected in her pupils.
Unlike usual, that face was covered in bright red liquid, grotesquely dripping down drop by drop.
She was horrified and suddenly snapped back to reality.
She desperately yanked at the car door with all her strength, but it seemed tightly locked and unyielding.
She clawed at it furiously until she was exhausted, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Until...
She saw the cold body covered with a white cloth.
"No!"
She jolted awake, crying out in despair.
With her head lowered, she gasped for breath, still marked by the fresh tears on her face.
As always, she closed her eyes, quietly waiting for everything in the dream to dissipate.
After a while, she finally calmed her breathing and slowly opened her eyes.
A pure white bedsheet lay before her.
She shook her head, thinking she was seeing things.
She closed her eyes again and then opened them.
It was still a pure white bedsheet.
!!!
She suddenly raised her head, and what came into view was a strange space.
The room was filled with a simple black-and-white color scheme, the decor style cold.
Where is this place!
Startled by the unfamiliar environment, she quickly got up from the bed.
As her delicate white feet touched the soft carpet, the door was opened from the outside.
A kind-looking middle-aged woman stood at the door. Upon seeing her, she greeted warmly, "Miss Shu, you are awake."
"Who are you? Where is this?" she asked with a slight frown, puzzled.
"This is Qin Residence, Young Master Qin's home. You can call me Aunt Chen."
Qin Residence?
Qin Xian!!!
She was at Qin Xian's house?!
Her expression instantly froze, and memories of yesterday's scene flooded her mind.
She had cried in his arms, and after a long time, she finally cried herself out, and then...
Then she fell asleep.
Oh my God, she actually fell asleep.
Shu Ran rubbed her forehead, unable to bear her own foolishness.
According to the tropes she had glanced at in the girl novels during her student days, she should first check if her clothes were intact and if she had changed.
Thinking this, she quickly glanced at her outfit.
Fortunately, she sighed in relief.
It was still the same outfit from yesterday.
But what should she do next! She hadn't returned home all night; her mother would definitely be worried. She hurriedly searched for her phone.
"Miss Shu, what are you looking for? Do you need Aunt Chen to help you?"
"My phone."
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