They thought about it, their eyes widening.

"President of Roche Group!"

Such an unattainable figure would be met by them one day, and the faces of the three of them were full of excitement, and the waiter who had been burned and howled before stopped crying out in pain.

In another room, Luo Xiangyu was naked, his back was red, and there were even blisters in some places, which looked miserable.

A little nurse was blushing and drugged his back, her movements gentle, but her eyes were extremely fanatical.

The man's muscles are strong, exuding a majestic masculine aura at the moment, coupled with his unthinkable face, it is normal for the little nurse who is not deeply involved in the world to be unable to hold it.

And Mu Shaohan is being pulled by a female doctor to do various examinations at the moment, but it is because of Luo Xiangyu's words.

When she returned to the ward, Luo Xiangyu had already wrapped gauze around her back and was sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

Just sit casually, but it exudes the atmosphere of a king.

The door was pushed open, and he looked up, and the woman walked in with a cold expression.

The lines of his face softened instantly, and he said softly: "How is it, the doctor didn't say where the injury was, right?" ”

She threw the pile of reports in her hand in front of him, her face gloomy: "Look for yourself." ”

Luo Xiangyu knew that she was being manipulated for a long time, but he couldn't blame him for making a fuss, she didn't feel pain, and she couldn't notice any damage to her body, so he would be nervous when he encountered a little thing, and he couldn't wait to check people from beginning to end and from the inside out.

He picked up the report from the table and actually looked at it carefully one by one.

Mu Shaohan's expression changed suddenly, and he laughed out loud: "Mr. Luo, you are really cute." ”

But Luo Xiangyu ignored him, read all the reports by himself, and after confirming that there was no doubt that there was nothing wrong with her, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, sorted out the list, and suddenly a piece of paper fell out of it.

It is much smaller than other lists, Luo Xiangyu didn't notice it just now, he reached out to pick it up, and saw that the color behind the text on it suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes were cold.

Without saying a word, he stood up and approached Mu Shaohan, she was startled and shrank back.

"What's wrong?"

He continued to be silent, pulling Mu Shaohan's arm and turning over his palm.

It was crisscrossed with scars.

Mu Shaohan looked down, a pair of scarred hands, she smiled indifferently: "This is all a small injury, sometimes I don't pay attention to it, I love my body so much, I will definitely pay more attention in the future, rest assured." ”

Yes, she cherishes her people so much, she usually doesn't touch her fingers, and she bought a lot of hand cream for maintenance, Luo Xiangyu suddenly thought of the white, tender and slender hands in the past, but now ...... But there are traces of it.

She had never complained since she lost her sense of pain, and perhaps her hand had been accidentally cut, and she wouldn't have said anything when she saw it.

She used to be such a person who was afraid of pain, and she wished that she could let the whole world know about a little bit.

But what happened to her after that?

Self-harm, depression, and endless pain, she is such a person who is afraid of pain......

And what was he doing when she was most in pain? Suspicion, accusation, hope that she is sensible, hope that she can understand him, has always been blindly demanding, never considered for her.

In Luo Xiangyu's memory, it seems that he never asked Mu Shaohan if he was cold or hungry.

He was a derelict husband.

Luo Xiangyu's eyes were red and speechless.

But the pain in his heart was always reminding him of what a bastard he had done.

He rolled up her sleeve with trembling hands, knowing what he would see, but he couldn't help but open it, eager to verify something, eager to overrun his heart.

The marks on her arms were different from her palms, and the marks on them had turned into white marks, apparently wounds from a long time ago, he knew, from when she had self-harmed five years earlier.

Fingers involuntarily moved to her forehead, where there was a clearly visible scar, and when they argued, he accidentally pushed her down.

Mu Shaohan smiled and pretended to be relaxed: "Actually, it's nothing, I don't pay so much attention to my appearance, and these are all accidentally made when I just lost my sense of pain, I was not used to it at that time, and I always bumped into it, but now I don't happen to it at all." After speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Luo Xiangyu would not believe it, so he nodded seriously: "Really, really, you see, there are no new wounds on it, these are all old, and-"

Looking at the woman who was chattering and talking in order to reassure him, Luo Xiangyu's eyes were even more grief, and he reached out to grab her and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Mu Shaohan's words came to an abrupt end, and after a long time, she sighed softly and raised her hand to touch Luo Xiangyu's back.

It patted again and again as if comforting, and fell on his heart.

Because of the elite education since childhood, what is engraved in his bones is joy and anger, but in the face of Mu Shaohan, he often exposes his truest side, just like now, he is buried in a woman's neck socket, showing a fragile appearance, but he is Luo Xiangyu after all, no matter how sad he is, those emotions will be adjusted in a short time.

His emotions gradually calmed down, let go of the woman, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, but he didn't notice that there was a cold beneath her calm eyes.

Luo Xiangyu moved his lips slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse, but it was firm: "Let's go home." ”

That's right, their home, Mu Shaohan will always live with him in the future, and he has a lifetime to make up for it.

The night was thick, Luo Xiangyu was lying on the bed and looking at the woman sleeping soundly on his side, his face was red that had not retreated after the tide of love, and he raised his hand to gently pull the hair that covered her face behind her ears, and kept looking at her like this.

Suddenly, the mobile phone placed at the bedside vibrate, and he got up and took the phone to the balcony.

He closed the balcony door before he pressed the answer button.

The man deliberately lowered his voice and said, "How's the investigation?" ”

The other side quickly replied: "President, that accident was indeed done by Xu Mingyue and Zhang Qing." ”

Last time, he asked Tan Zongxian, director of the Public Security Bureau, to help him investigate, after all, it was only news on the surface, and he could only guess, not make a definite conclusion, but this time it was different.

The man said: "Not only that, not long after Mrs. was discharged from the hospital, Xu Mingyue also used a crazy cat to lure Mrs. to a hidden place in the park, and she used the principle of conditioned reflex to scratch Mrs. when she approached the cat. ”

He paused, and his voice was full of interest: "In addition, we also found some interesting things, five years ago, Xu Mingyue once took away a cat from Xingyue Bay that was exactly the same as the scratching incident, and then we found out that a farmer in a village said that he found the corpse of a cat with a mutilated limb in his field. ”