After Being Betrayed, I Married a Tycoon in a Flash

Chapter 27: Chapter 27: Wherever She Is, There’s Always a Sense of Freshness

Ye Shu’s heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle, aching painfully.

There was a time when her father also held her small hand, earnestly advising her not to take things too seriously and to do only what she could handle.

Ye Shu took a deep breath, her delicate eyelashes quivering slightly. When she looked at Sheng Shaochen again, the pain in her eyes was already hidden beneath a bright smile.

“You’re not trying to tell me that you are the first person in this world to care about me that much, are you? Should I be overwhelmed with gratitude to match your kindness, Mr. Sheng?”

Ye Shu blinked hard, her long fingers lightly brushing the corner of her eyes as if they were really glistening with tears, “There, are you satisfied now, Mr. Sheng?”

Sheng Shaochen had never seen such a stubborn young woman. He propped his hand under his chin, furrowing his brows, and silently sized her up.

“Not saying anything means you are satisfied. Well, then, Mr. Sheng, I’ll be taking my leave.”

After saying this, Ye Shu turned and quickly ran out.

Sheng Shaochen’s brows twitched slightly, his eyes narrowing.

He had thought that a woman like Ye Shu, who had lost her marriage and family, should be submissive and begging for his help.

But she always defied expectations.

Sheng Shaochen’s lips curled slightly upward, his mood unusually uplifted.

It seemed that where Ye Shu was, there was always an element of surprise.

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Ye Shu went upstairs, casually changed into a light blue T-shirt and a pair of printed blue shorts, slipped on some white sneakers for easy walking, grabbed her purse, and hurried to Jin City First Hospital.

Half an hour later.

Jin City First Hospital.

With great effort, Ye Shu finally squeezed through the circle of reporters into Ye Xinyu’s high-end VIP ward.

However, by then, Zifeng’s figure was already gone.

Ye Xinyu was lying on her side in bed, holding onto Gu Zuocheng’s hand, crying so pitifully with tears streaming down like rain, truly heart-wrenching.

On the floor, there laid a baseball bat, a bloodstained baseball cap, and a small piece of black punk-style fabric.

Ye Shu’s heart skipped a beat, her face changing dramatically. She stepped forward and grabbed Gu Zuocheng, “Where’s Zifeng? What have you done to him?”

Upon hearing Ye Shu mention Zifeng, Ye Xinyu cried even more pitifully, her hold on Gu Zuocheng’s clothes trembling, her tiny body shivering as she sobbed, “Zuo Cheng, I’m scared, so scared…”

It was a pitiable sight that would make any onlooker’s heart ache and any listener’s tears fall.

Ye Shu really wanted to go up and slap her, to shut her up.

But, she was not in the mood to tear off Ye Xinyu’s mask; she just wanted to know where Zifeng had gone!

“Shushu…” Gu Zuocheng raised his sorrowful eyes, looking at Ye Shu, whose face was flushed with urgency, then hesitated to speak.

The entertainment journalists sensed the scent of gossip.

The camera flashes vied with each other, the microphones one after another thrust toward Ye Shu.

“Lady Ye Shu, regarding the incident of your brother suddenly bursting in and attacking someone, was it your malicious revenge?”

“Revenge?” Ye Shu’s cold gaze fell on Gu Zuocheng’s face, and the scorn in her eyes was unmistakable, “Young Master Gu, do you think so too?”

“I…” Gu Zuocheng’s voice, full of hurt, squeezed out one word, but he could not continue.

He just looked at Ye Shu apologetically.

“If it wasn’t for malicious revenge, why choose the time when Miss Ye Xinyu was injured to come to the hospital to hurt someone? Miss Ye Shu, are you trying to push Miss Ye Xinyu to death?”

“Miss Ye Shu, are you taking advantage of the fact that Young Master Gu and Miss Ye Xinyu feel guilty towards you, thereby disregarding the law?”

“Aren’t you afraid that Young Master Gu will sue your brother for intentional injury? Once the charge is established…”

“Enough!” Gu Zuocheng suddenly seized a microphone from the front and slammed it to the ground.

The microphone hitting the floor emitted a harsh noise; the scene instantly fell silent.

The skilled reporters rapidly retreated.