To Cen Shuang, a person who was alive but would not spill her secrets made her feel safe. This night was as gentle as the night before, and the weather was extremely hot for September. The air conditioner was on. She slept soundly until the man beside her moved.
"My God, Cen Shuang, what did you do?"
Cen Shuang was in a daze when she heard Lan Yibai cry out in surprise. She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and called out, "Mom, good morning."
Lan Yibai looked at the woman with the dazed look on her face. Her dress was creased and no longer clung to her shoulders. She still looked charming, but Lan Yibai felt a little frustrated as she looked at her. "Cen Shuang, are you a pig? How could you make Zhuang Hong look like this?"
The room was clearly a mess, and it most definitely did not look charming. Zhuang Hong's body was half off the bed. Cen Shuang took a closer look and immediately felt less sleepy, "Mom, it's my fault. I'll fix Zhuang Hong right away."
After Cen Shuang got up, she grabbed Zhuang Hong's arm and pulled. With a 'thump' sound, his head hit the cabinet. Lan Yibai's eyes widened, and her exquisitely made up face fell. She rushed forward to help Zhuang Hong back onto the bed and asked in panic, "Where did you hit him? Does it hurt?"
"My God!" Lan Yibai touched the bandage on his head and felt unwell. She turned to look at Cen Shuang, who was standing beside her, her eyes red. "Zhuang Hong is a human being, not a toy. Do you think that means he doesn't feel pain just because he can't speak?" Lan Yibai's voice hinted at her suppressed anger. Hurting Zhuang Hong was the worst thing one could do, and Cen Shuang had done just that. Other people might think that Zhuang Hong was a vegetable who could not feel anything. However, he was her son, the person she was closest to.
"I didn't do it on purpose." This was the only sentence that Cen Shuang could think to say. When she saw the turtle on Zhuang Hong's face, she realized how powerless her words were. She had really messed up this time.
Lan Yibai took a deep breath. When she saw Cen Shuang's pitiful red eyes, her heart softened. "Call Boyan."
Cen Shuang was about to ask who Boyan was? What was his phone number? However, she quickly stopped talking and went downstairs to ask the maid. After Cen Shuang left, Lan Yibai wet a handkerchief and wiped the lipstick off Zhuang Hong's face. The tears hanging on her eyelashes trembled and she could not help but laugh out loud. She said to Zhuang Hong, "She did not do a good job. If you saw it, you would definitely be angry. You're such a clean and steady person, but she painted you like this." Lan Yibai said with a smile on her face, "Was I too hard on her just now? She should be afraid of me now. It seemed like she was scared of me. If you acted like that when you were conscious, she would be afraid of you too. But it's good this way. She can be closer to you. You don't have to be so bored every day. You're ten years older than her. She's just a little girl. She doesn't have parents anymore, so we should cut her some slack."
Lan Yibai finished wiping Zhuang Hong's face and sat by the bed to continue chatting with him.
"Young madam, Doctor Bo has arrived." Cen Shuang did not dare to go up until she heard a sound from outside the door. She was slightly stunned when she saw the man the maid was bringing upstairs. He was only a few years older than her. Such a young private doctor?
Boyan saw a ray of light reflected under Cen Shuang's glasses. Cen Shuang had already changed into clean home clothes. She was elegant and decent. The girl stood in front of the stairs with a small smile on her face. She was like an alluring pink rose. One could tell that she was still very young. Her facial features were just barely mature. A complicated look flashed across Boyan's eyes. She was so young but she was Zhuang Hong's new wife? How big was the Zhuang family's heart? They allowed such a beautiful woman to marry a vegetable. That was practically giving her a free ticket to cheat on him.
"Mother-in-law asked me to wait for you here. Doctor Boyan, please come in."Cen Shuang flashed a perfect smile. Her perfectly curved eyebrows, and the twinkle in her eyes made her look seductive.
"Thank you, young lady." Boyan did not hesitate and followed Cen Shuang upstairs.
In the bedroom, Boyan performed a detailed examination on Zhuang Hong. When he saw the two big bumps on his head, he could not help but secretly look at Cen Shuang, who was feeling guilty. This girl was so ruthless. She did not need to make it so obvious that she wanted to murder her husband. She was obviously making him suffer.
"Boyan, how is Zhuang Hong?" Lan Yibai looked at Zhuang Hong with a worried expression.
Boyan took off his mask, and his dark eyes became a little more serious. "Other than the old and new bumps on his head, there are some small bruises on his body. He'll be fine after I apply some medicine."
Lan Yibai had taken stock of his injuries two days ago. Wasn't there only one spot on his head today? Sure enough, Lan Yibai looked at a certain someone who quickly lowered her head guiltily.