Four Hundred and Forty-Three: I Am Willing to Die for Love (Part 2)

It was late at night, and when there was such a big commotion, Lanting on the other floor came out and hurried over here.

But inside the room, there was no movement at all, which made Lan Zhan and his wife feel confused.

Yun wanted to see Lan Ting and couldn't help crying. Lan Ting held her hand and comforted her for a few words, but it didn't help.

Lan Zhan is getting older and his skills are bound to be not as good as before. It took five kicks to get the door open.

A few people went in and saw that there was no one in the room at all.

Yun Xiang was the fastest and rushed straight to the bathroom. However, as soon as he opened the door and saw the scene inside, his vision suddenly went dark, his legs became weak, and he almost fainted.

"Yeye!" He cried, and the person fell to the ground.

"Yun Xiang!" Lan Ting supported her quickly with quick eyes and hands.

Later, Lan Zhan was also shocked by the scene inside. Even though he had experienced war and was used to seeing death and blood, but seeing his daughter dying, her body swollen and lying in the bathtub, almost half dead, he still felt that his hands and feet were cold, and all the strength in his body was like It's like being emptied out.

The eyes of the dignified seven-foot-tall man suddenly turned red.

The steps under my feet took a few steps before I took a step forward.

What's the scene inside at this moment?

Lan Ye was completely buried in the water and fell limply into the bathtub. Long black hair spread over the water tank. The face reflected under the water, where is the vitality of the past? All that was left was a deathly paleness.

"Ye Ye!" Lan Zhan, who had regained consciousness, rushed over and picked up his daughter from the water. He slapped the face with his hand, "Yeye, wake up! Lan Ye! Open your eyes!"

Lan Zhan's voice was trembling, and by the end, it was almost a growl.

Yun Xiang felt that everything in front of him was black and the whole world was spinning. Only Lan Ting managed to have some sense and ordered the servants on the side: "Hurry and prepare the car! Lan Zhan, take Ye Ye out and do artificial respiration first!"

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Bai Yeqing was woken up by a phone call in the middle of the night.

Take it over and take a look,

It turned out to be the old man's phone number.

It's already two o'clock in the morning!

In his arms, Xia Xingchen also woke up and opened his eyes sleepily.

"Did I disturb you?" Bai Yeqing pressed mute first, "You can sleep a little longer and I'll answer the phone."

After that, he got up from the bed, took the phone and walked to the terrace. Xia Xingchen was in a daze. As soon as he left, it seemed as if the temperature all over his body had cooled down a bit. He woke up from sleep, turned around and grabbed his watch and looked at it. It was actually two o'clock in the night.

I figured there must be something urgent to come so late.

She glanced at her back on the terrace worriedly, turned on the bedside lamp, and sat up holding the quilt.

After a while, Bai Yeqing hung up the phone. When he came back, his face was cold, and he only uttered a few words softly, "Lan Ye committed suicide!"

"..." Xia Xingchen was stunned.

His lips moved, and after a while he said: "She...is so proud, but she really doesn't look like someone who would commit suicide."

"The more proud you are, the more extreme you feel." Bai Yeqing frowned, looking gloomy.

"Then do you want to go to the hospital now?"

The Lan family and the Bai family have a close relationship, and Lan Ye committed suicide because of him, so the old man made this call in the middle of the night. Bai Yeqing lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed, "Let Su Ye go see her tomorrow."

"Just let Su Ye go?"

He opened his eyes and looked at her, "You go too. Follow Suye closely, the Lan family won't do anything to you."

Xia Xingchen understood what Bai Yeqing meant.

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bsp; "Mr. Bai, the way you cut peach blossoms is too bloody. However, I finally figured it out, so you use me as your machete!"

"Wouldn't it be more reassuring if you cut it with your own hands?"

"I'm afraid she'll chop me down too."

"With Su Ye and Mrs. Lanting here, they don't dare to do anything to you." Bai Yeqing, who was in a depressed mood just now, hugged her, said a few words to her, and then left after a while.

Suicide for him did cause some ripples in his heart, but he quickly returned to calm.

He could not sympathize with such people, and was more indifferent.

Suicide is not a confession, but a threat.

It would only make him more disgusted.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep again. Under the dim light of the bedside, Xia Xingchen's eyes were fixed on him.

From his eyes to his lips...

It is said that men with thin lips are heartless, but from this point of view, it seems that they are not unjust.

only……

Such a ruthless person looked so different in front of her...

Xia Xingchen lightly touched the man's lips with his fingers.

what can we do about it?

This man...

When his temper gets bad, he is so angry that his teeth itch. However, her heart sank deeper and deeper for him uncontrollably...

He half-opened his eyes, met her gaze with lazy eyes, and clasped her naughty hand, "Can't you sleep?"

"Well, I'm thinking about our future."

"Tell me."

Xia Xingchen leaned on his chest, listening to the strong heartbeat, and placed her hand gently on her abdomen, "I want to give you another daughter. This time, you promise me that you can't go anywhere while I'm pregnant." "

She half-crouched and looked at him, "You must be a competent husband and father."

Bai Yeqing grabbed her hand and put it around his waist. Then, he hooked his long arm, picked her up, and slept on her. She was startled and looked at him with wide eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Since you want to have a daughter, I have to be a competent husband first and satisfy you. Hmm?"

"... It's so late and you're still making trouble." Xia Xingchen said coquettishly, hit him, and said seriously: "If Lan Ye knew, he would be mad to death."

Speaking of her, Bai Yeqing's face became a little colder.

"What she is doing now is meaningless. I can't give her any sympathy or response."

Xia Xingchen hugged his neck and looked at him steadily, "I'm so glad that I didn't have a one-sided love for you at the beginning, otherwise it would be so pitiful..."

This man is so high and far away; he is also full of thorns and cold and ruthless; but he gave his innocent heart to her alone...

A trace of warmth passed through her heart, full of emotion. She leaned over and kissed the man's lips uncontrollably.

In this life...

When she met him, she had hated him and resented him.

But now, she was extremely grateful.

Fortunately, it was him...

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The next day.

When Xia Xingchen arrived at the hospital, Bai Suye just got off a bulletproof car.

When she was about to get in with the fruit basket, the driver's seat was pushed open and a tall man got out of the car.

She paused.

She only saw the side profile of the man, but he looked familiar. Is it, Night Owl?