C13 Insanity
She was no match for Ruan Hanyu. How could her weak and pitiful self beat the fierce and strong Ruan Hanyu? The fiery look in Ruan Hanyu's eyes captured his need to possess and win her over.
Out of desperation, she used her trump card to stop his advances. “Ruan Hanyu, isn’t it Qian Anrou you love? Don’t you want to marry her? You can’t possibly let her down, can you?”
Hearing Qian Anrou’s name made Ruan Hanyu’s body stiffen. He stopped his advances and his mind returned to its calm state. Raising his eyes, which were red from dissatisfaction, he met her gaze.
It was at this time, a melodious ringtone sounded out in the tense air between them.
Ruan Hanyu slowly eased his grip on Mu Qingzhu as he got up. After straightening his clothes, he took out his phone from his pocket. Qian Anrou’s name was emblazoned on the widescreen. Seeing it was Qian Anrou, Ruan Hanyu frowned at the phone.
“Where are you?” After Ruan Hanyu picked up the phone, he heard Qian Anrou’s coquettish voice asking him in a clingy manner.
“Is there anything wrong, Anrou?”
“Yu, it’s my stomach. It hurts,” Qian Anrou said, her voice tainted by pain. “Hanyu, I want to see you before you go. Don’t leave without seeing me first.”
Qian Anrou’s voice on the other side of the phone was filled with pleading. Intermittently, painful gasps could be heard in her voice.
Ruan Hanyu was momentarily stunned. The situation was complicated. Memories of Qian Anrou enclosed in his office, spending the whole night there to help him brainstorm ways to save the Ruan Group, which was in a precarious situation three years ago, came unbidden into his mind.
It was because of the stress of those times that caused her stomach disease. The illness caused her to be in extreme pain. He remembered her face would be very pale as she hugged him tightly and cried out until she was exhausted. That scene was still very vivid in his mind and he carried it with him. That was why he was so tolerant towards her. Every time he thought about it, he would be ridden with guilt. He hoped by treating her better, it would help alleviate his guilty conscience.
“Anrou, find some place to lie down. Hold on tight. I’ll be by your side in just a moment.” Feeling the urgency of the situation woke up Ruan Hanyu gradually. He used words of comfort to ease her situation while pulling his t-shirt over his head. He was in a rush and was about ready to turn around and run towards the club at a moment’s notice.
The instant he took a step toward the club, he suddenly remembered something. Turning around, he lowered his head to see the woman lying on the seat. The sight of her caused him to feel upset.
Mu Qingzhu was a pitiful sight. She was like a wounded kitten, lying on her side, not moving an inch, and entirely silent. Her clothes were in disarray, and her small, pale face was scrunched up in pain. Her long eyelashes framed her tiny features, covering her lowered eyes, making her appear thin and frail.
Seeing her like this, tugged on his heartstrings. It was certainly in this instance that his heart was in a mess.
Damn this woman! Don’t pretend to be pitiful or innocent. You’re the one that seduced me. Didn’t you want to win over the love of a man?
He knew not to be fooled by her innocent and lovely look. This sort of woman was actually more scheming than the rest. Her pitiful appearance was only an act. She was only pretending so that she could more easily obtain what she wanted.
Ruan Hanyu’s eyes saw everything. He paused for one second and then ran towards the club.
Seeing Ruan Hanyu leave, tears flowed freely out of Mu Qingzhu’s eyes. She could hear Ruan Hanyu’s faint footsteps far away. Her pale face held a sad and beautiful smile. The expression on her face was wistful.
Time and again proved that the woman in his heart was always Qian Anrou. And it would be even more so in the future when they marry. She was just a woman whom he had discarded. Just a moment ago, she had been on cloud nine. She thought his advances that night might prove that he more or less cared for her in his heart.
But this was not so.
Right when he heard Qian Anrou’s name and heard she needed him, he dropped everything to be by her side.
How could she be still dreaming for him?
After a long time, she forced herself to get up and tidied her clothes. With staggering footsteps, Mu Qingzhu made her way to the road and called for a taxi to get out of there.
Qian Anrou was curled up in pain on the bench on the first floor of the clubhouse. Her bloodless lips were a pale shade of white and her hands were wrapped around her stomach. Now and then, a moan could be heard escaping from her lips.
Mu Qingqian was squatting next to her. When she saw the figure of Ruan Hanyu rushing over, she hurriedly notified Qian Anrou of his presence, “Director Qian, Director Ruan is here.”
Hearing the news lifted Qian Anrou’s spirits somewhat. Yet pain and disappointment were smeared on her face. Originally, she wanted to embarrass Mu Qingzhu and make her lose face. However, Jing Chengrui’s surprise appearance at the venue had dashed away her plans.
Such a young and handsome man such as Jing Chengrui came to her rescue. The appearance of such a legendary man by her side put Mu Qingzhu in the spotlight. This left Qian Anrou feeling slightly pressured. It seemed dealing with Mu Qingzhu will not be an easy matter.
This was no ordinary woman. Two outstanding men actually fought for her favor.
Recalling the hurt she felt when she saw Ruan Hanyu’s livid face shooting out a murderous look towards Jing Chengrui, Qian Anrou wondered if Ruan Hanyu still had feelings for Mu Qingzhu. Has Ruan Hanyu had a change of heart? Was he still in love with Mu Qingzhu?
Ruan Hanyu had walked past her with Mu Qingzhu in his arms without giving her a second glance, abandoning her entirely. At the moment, all his attention was on Mu Qingzhu and it was like he was treating her as if she did not exist.
Charged with jealousy, she chased them down the stairs. When she saw the Iron-Blood Hummer swaying left and right in the not too far distance, it was obvious to her the depraved acts happening in the car right then. Her body turned cold and she was mad with jealousy. Her heightened emotions caused searing pain to erupt from her stomach.
After receiving her call, Ruan Hanyu did not hesitate to rush over to her. Seeing his hurry, Qian Anrou was relieved and the corners of her mouth relaxed into a complacent smile.
It was her he loved. Once he heard that she was hurt, he was by her side in no time. She knew Ruan Hanyu would never be so heartless towards her. She had seen him as a man and knew him through and through!
“Anrou, are you okay? Are you in pain?” Seeing Qian Anrou curled up in a small ball on the cold iron chair on the first floor of the clubhouse, Ruan Hanyu felt stirrings of guilt rise in his heart. The feelings nearly overwhelmed him. He quickly ran to her side and held her gently in his arms. He forgot everything else as he stared worriedly at his girlfriend.
Qian Anrou held back her tears, but her face was awashed in pain. Her hands were wound tightly around Ruan Hanyu’s waist and her face was buried in his arms. “Hanyu, please don’t leave me. I need you. My stomach hurts a lot.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t leave your side.” Ruan Hanyu’s big hand affectionately caressed her head. Propping her up with one arm, they both stood up. “I’ll take you to the hospital right now.”
“Yu, why are you paying attention to that woman? You left me behind to take care of her? She is a vixen. She uses dirty tactics to confuse the ways of men. Even Jing Chengrui is under her spell. She possesses great means. And is not altogether someone who is to be trifled with.” Qian Anrou’s pale face was lit by pain as she formed the words. Her look was filled with resentment as she gazed at him.
Ruan Hanyu’s body shook from emotion. His grip around her tightened. A trace of guilt could be seen in his eyes. He said in a light tone, “I cannot let others perceive me as a mean boss to my employees.”
Was this true?
Sourness filled Qian Anrou’s heart and the unpleasant sensation made her fall silent. She could only hug him more tightly as if she was afraid he would fly away from her in any second.
Noticing Mu Qingqian’s presence for the first time, he told her, “Your sister’s hand is wounded. Please accompany her to the hospital.”
Having said that, he carried Qian Anrou in his arms and left in hurriedly large strides.