The rich man on the run: The gangster is so hard to get rid of

In the intensive care unit, the beeping sound of the equipment kept coming and going.

Lingtang stood there wearing sterile clothes and looked at the man on the hospital bed quietly.

He was wearing a ventilator, and his exposed right hand was wrapped with a thick layer of gauze, and there was a faint trace of blood on the gauze.

Su Lan said that when he was brought over by the ambulance, he was in a state of shock and almost died.

Fortunately, she discovered it in time, otherwise it might have caused a catastrophe.

Looking at the man on the hospital bed, if Ling Tang didn't feel distressed, it would be a lie.

They also experienced vigorous campus love and had skin-to-skin contact. She also gave birth to two children for him.

He had spared no effort to protect her, but he also completely hurt her.

That video was like a fish bone stuck in her throat, unable to spit it out or swallow.

This pain pierced her heart, making her miserable.

Her tone was still cold and distant, but it was just a little more regretful, "Mr. Shen, there is no point in doing this, why bother torturing yourself?"

Shen Peizhi simply couldn't understand that the damage he caused to her was indelible.

Even if it was as he wished, Lingtang married him.

Then in the countless days and nights in the future, when he held her, when he kissed her, when their skin touched each other.

She will remember the mistakes he made until her death.

As others often say, cheating and domestic violence can only happen zero times or countless times. Once you are unfaithful, you will never be unfaithful.

Lingtang put her hand on his gauze-wrapped right hand, and crystal tears welled up in her eyes.

Even though she was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe, she still choked and said goodbye to him.

"Now, I want to answer your question seriously. You asked me if I have ever loved you? I have, and maybe I still love you now."

"But there is no way I can be with you anymore, and we will never be able to."

"Pei Zhi, let the past go. Let me go and let yourself go."

After saying this, she stood up and left the intensive care unit without looking back.

What she didn't know was that when she turned to leave, the man's left index finger on the hospital bed moved slightly.

Shen Peizhi had a long, long dream.

In the dream, he had a perfect childhood, lived a prosperous life, and went to the amusement park he longed for with his parents.

Of course, there was Lingtang in his dream. They met, got to know each other, fell in love in college, and got married together.

Everything is so beautiful! This time, his dream did not include the three years of nightmare life in the underground boxing market.

He no longer had enough to eat and clothing, no longer had to quarrel with his aunt, and no longer had to live a life of fear.

Later, a choked female voice began to ring in his ears.

"I loved it and maybe still love it now."

"I can't be with you anymore...never possible..."

"Spare you, as it's also a forgiveness upon myself……"

It turns out that it was all really a dream.

Chengdong Casino is still the same underground interrogation room.

Su Lan sat on the chair with her orchid fingers raised, admiring her white and slender fingers with a leisurely expression. The manicure on her fingertips was as red as blood.

The driver who followed her was not tied to the cross this time. He was tied up and fell to his knees in front of Su Lan.

Brother Long stood next to Su Lan with a sharp expression.

"Du Dawei, I advise you to recruit quickly. If you don't recruit, I will bring your wife and daughter over to reunite your family."

Of course, these words are not intimidation or threats. Brother Long always does what he says.

The man kneeling on the ground sneered and looked at Aaron and Su Lan with disdain in his eyes.

"What? Is this all you have? If you can, come and beat me up, you bitches!"

Hearing the next three words, Su Lan's eyebrows froze, and there was a hint of poison in her black eyes.

"You're so arrogant! Show him the video."

Brother Long heard the sound, took out his mobile phone, clicked on a video, and held it up in front of Du Dawei.

In the video, at the entrance of a kindergarten in City F, it was time for school to end, and a woman slowly appeared in the camera holding a little girl.

The appearance of the mother and daughter in the video slowly made the stubbornness and disdain in Du Dawei's eyes disappear, and he looked at the video in disbelief.

"Impossible, haven't they already been..."

Su Lan smiled coolly, crossed his legs, and said what he had not finished with a proud look on his face, "Has he been taken away by your master?"

Looking at the man in front of him, Brother Long called him naive, and then said sarcastically, "In City F, who dares to rob someone under the nose of our Sister Lan."

The man kneeling on the ground looked painful for a moment, "He obviously promised me! He obviously promised me!"

The hard armor had been broken, and Su Lan began to pursue the victory.

"Du Dawei, you are just following me and have not caused any real harm to me. If you find out who is behind your scenes and his true purpose, I will let you go and reunite you with your wife and children."

"Since they don't follow the moral principles of the world, there is no need for me to hide it for them anymore. I said, I said..."

After leaving the casino, Su Lan put on her sunglasses again, and Brother Long stood beside her, asking for the next instructions.

"According to the place Du Dawei said, if you find the person named Brother Wu, you must do everything you can to get something out of Brother Wu."

But Brother Long felt that Su Lan was making a fuss. They had offended many gangs before, and the other party was not necessarily coming for the boss.

"Sister Lan, do you need to report to the boss? Maybe Du Dawei is just an informant for other gangs..."

"Report?" Their boss is now unconscious in the intensive care unit. How to report?

Su Lan frowned, and there was a hint of impatience in her words.

"No need, just do what I told you to do. If the boss comes to question you later, I will naturally be blocking you from the front. What are you worried about?"

The woman's sixth sense told her that this tracking was definitely not as simple as Aaron thought.

Du Dawei only recruited his top line, who was just a paid man under Brother Wu. Brother Wu arranged for him to follow Su Lan and report all her movements.

As for what the purpose was, he didn't dare to ask too much.

When Su Lan was about to leave, she received a call from the hospital. It was the boss's attending physician.

"Ms. Su, Mr. Shen is awake and has been transferred from the intensive care unit to the VIP ward."

The hanging stone in Su Lan's heart finally fell, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

When Su Lan arrived at the hospital, she bought a bouquet of flowers from the flower shop opposite the hospital. The main flower was sunflowers.

She hopes her boss can be as vibrant as a sunflower.

In the VIP advanced ward, the doctor was checking Shen Peizhi's body. After confirming that everything was normal, he patiently gave the nurse a few words of caution.

Seeing Su Lan coming in with a bouquet of flowers, the attending physician briefly said a few words about the patient's condition and then left.

During this period, Shen Peizhi had been lying on the hospital bed, looking out the window without saying a word.

Because this hospital is located in the city center, there is nothing to see outside the window of this VIP high-end ward except for high-rise buildings.

Su Lan put the flowers on the bedside table and looked at the lonely look of her boss, not knowing how to speak.

After a long time, Shen Peizhi finally spoke leisurely and said his first words after waking up, "Has she been here?"

Su Lan naturally knew who this she was.

Su Lan said bluntly, "Yes, Miss Ling was here on the first day you came in."

"Did you ask her to come?"

She didn't intend to hide it from him, "I just happened to meet Miss Ling in the parking lot and told her about your situation."

Hearing this, Shen Peizhi frowned and looked a little nervous, "She is sick?"

"Miss Ling is not sick, the one who is sick is..." Su Lan hesitated because she didn't know how to describe Ling Xiang's identity.

Should she say that Ling Xiang was Ling Xiao's son, or that he was Shen Peizhi's son?

Seeing Su Lan hesitating, Shen Peizhi looked impatient and asked in a cold voice, "Who is it?"

In the quiet room, Su Lan's words were loud and clear, "Ling Xiang."