Struggling to blink away the stinging sourness in her eyes, Nan Xi followed.
The hospital room was very quiet, the most top-tier luxury suite, everything was the best of the best.
Lu Jianshen sat beside Fang Qinglian, his hands tightly clasping hers, his deep eyes gazing at her tenderly like a lovesick young man.
"Jianshen, I have something to tell you…"
Nan Xi's words had barely left her lips when he interrupted coldly, "Keep your voice down and wait for me outside the door."
That wait lasted for over ten minutes.
The corridor outside was quite cold; Nan Xi had stood only a short while when her hands were icy and turned red with the chill.
When Lu Jianshen came out, she was vigorously rubbing her hands.
"Now you can talk!" His eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he looked at her with a frosty gaze.
Nan Xi rapidly reported a string of license plate numbers and a description of the man's build, then said, "This is the hit-and-run driver's license plate number; I've also told you his information. He fled the scene while drunk-driving, you should go report it yourself!"
After speaking, she turned and left.
She really didn't have the courage to witness his deep affection for another woman firsthand.
Just knowing was enough.
Why did she have to see it with her own eyes?
It was too cruel.
Then, just as she took two steps away, suddenly, Lu Jianshen's voice came from behind her, "Besides this, don't you have anything else to say to Qinglian?"
Nan Xi abruptly stopped in her tracks, knowing what Lu Jianshen wanted to hear.
But she refused to say it.
In this matter, she wasn't wrong.
Just because Fang Qinglian had a car accident, just because Fang Qinglian was injured, did she have to admit fault, to apologize?
Right and wrong weren't defined like that.
Turning around, her clear eyes calmly met Lu Jianshen's, "Then what do you think I should say?"
After speaking, she laughed mockingly, "Apologize to her, say I was wrong, or kneel and beg for her forgiveness?"
"Shouldn't you?" Lu Jianshen retorted.
With reddened eyes and a bitterly cold smile, Nan Xi looked at him, "Lu Jianshen, people can be biased, but not to this extent."
"And we're not even divorced yet, I'm still your wife by law. In your heart, is it that for all matters, as long as it's between her and me on opposite sides, she's always unconditionally right, and I'm always wrong?"
"What if it were me who was hit by a car today?"
"Lu Jianshen, would you have asked her to apologize to me?"
One minute;
Three minutes.
What Nan Xi received was only his silence.
Oh well, she shouldn't have asked.
Knowing the answer already, why still fantasize?
"Nan Xi, there are no 'ifs'. Right now, the one in the car accident is Qinglian, the one injured is her, and all you need to offer is an apology—that's not too much."
Ha, not too much.
"Really?"
She sneered coldly, no longer bothering with him, and turned around to leave without looking back.
Once home, Nan Xi instructed the chef to prepare lots of delicious food.
Isn't it said that converting grief into strength, good food is the best remedy when one is sad?
But the moment she caught a whiff of it, she immediately felt nauseous, and in the end, she wished she could lock herself in the restroom, bent over the basin retching.
By the time she came out, she was entirely drained of strength.
She instructed the staff to remove some of the greasy foods and those with strong odors.
In the end, she only drank a little white porridge and ate some sour pickled radishes.
After finishing her meal, Nan Xi took a bath and went to sleep.
She was truly exhausted, so as soon as her head touched the pillow, she fell asleep.
The result of going to bed early was that she woke up at three in the morning.
Outside the window, it was pitch black, the night deep and thick as if it were a pool of ink, and she couldn't see anything.
She stretched out her hand, almost instinctively reaching for the spot beside her.
The blanket on the right was ice-cold.
Her heart was ice-cold as well.
He really hadn't come back.
Well, Fang Qinglian was injured, he must be staying with her in the hospital, so how could he come back?
Nan Xi, oh Nan Xi, you already knew that, yet you were still hoping?
Getting up, she just draped a thin shawl over her shoulders and then stood by the window.
Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning followed by the thunder crashing down.
Soon after, a torrential rain poured down, with large raindrops frantically pattering against the window.
Nan Xi immediately returned to bed, hugging the blanket tightly and curling up into a ball, feeling a bit afraid.
Since she was a child, she had been terrified of downpours, especially during thunderstorms.
Because her mother was a nurse, often working night shifts, so when she was younger, she frequently had to sleep alone.
And her father was a hot-tempered gambler, who often wandered outside, either not coming home for months at a time or demanding money from her mother upon return, or lying on the floor, passed out drunk.
Therefore, whenever her mother worked night shifts, she would lock Nan Xi inside the house to sleep.
Whenever there was lightning and thunder, she would become particularly scared.
She would turn on all the lights and then bury herself under the covers, desperately reciting the multiplication tables.
As she grew older, she began to sing songs to chase away her fears.
But even after so many years, now that she was an adult, she was still extremely afraid of thunder and lightning.
The sound of thunder was growing louder and louder.
The lightning, like a shimmering broadsword, seemed ready to cleave the entire sky.
Nan Xi was terribly scared.
She hugged her arms and cautiously turned on all the lights in the room.
When she saw the bright lights, she finally felt a little relieved.
Back in bed, she immediately wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, curling into a tiny ball.
When Lu Jianshen entered, what he saw was this scene: all the lights were on, and she was burrowed under the blanket like a little kitten, pressing down all its corners tightly.
He reached out and tugged at the blanket.
Nan Xi thought she was imagining it and immediately pulled the blanket towards the center of the bed.
But it seemed like someone else was pulling on the blanket.
Had someone entered her room?
A thief or a robber?
In the dead of the night, they couldn't possibly be after her life or wealth, could they?
The more Nan Xi thought, the more scared she became, so she pulled the blanket over her head quickly, covering her entire self within it.
At the same time, a frightened voice whispered from underneath the blanket: "I'm telling you, I have neither money nor looks, so if you're after those, you're bound to be disappointed."
Lu Jianshen suddenly found this amusing and changed his voice to reply, "Living in such a large villa, and you tell me you have no money, do you think I'll believe that?"
"I'm not lying to you, I really have no money, I'm about to get divorced, leaving with nothing, my pockets are cleaner than your face, please leave, as long as you don't hurt me, I'll pretend nothing happened."
"That won't do, I have kidnapped you, a wealthy wife, why wouldn't I get anything I want, your husband will surely give me the money obediently."
Lu Jianshen said this and went to pull on Nan Xi's blanket.
But Nan Xi held on too tightly, and it took him quite a bit of effort to pull it off.
Nan Xi sat on the bed with her eyes closed, trembling all over.
She was terrified, her voice nearly breaking into tears as she spoke, "I... I beg you, don't hurt me, I'll give you anything... "
Before she could finish speaking, she was suddenly embraced by a forceful power.