Ex-wife villain

After leaving the gloomy Hanku, Jiang Shouzhong's pale cheeks gained a little color.

The remaining pain in my body has not completely gone away.

With every step he took, his flesh seemed to be mixed with shards of glass.

Fortunately, Jiang Shouzhong was used to even the most excruciating pain, so these pains were nothing but the surge of energy and blood in his body that was really uncomfortable.

There is heavy snow in the courtyard, but it does not seem cold.

After walking for more than twenty steps, Jiang Shouzhong felt as if his internal organs were being squeezed and torn apart, and a warm feeling surged into his throat.

He quickly stood up, clenched his fists, and swallowed a mouthful of blood that rushed to his throat.

Vomiting blood is nothing.

At least I had to endure going home to vomit.

Otherwise, if you enter the cold storage without incident, you will vomit blood when you come out, and if someone sees you, there may be misunderstandings and rumors.

After his energy and blood calmed down slightly, Jiang Shouzhong walked forward slowly.

At this time, a pair of figures, a man and a woman, appeared at the corner of the corridor ahead.

The woman's figure is slender and elegant.

The man has a jade tree facing the wind and is graceful.

When the two of them walked together, they were destined to be a couple.

These two people were Ran Qingchen and Yang Zhongyou.

Jiang Shouzhong was startled, but without any unnecessary expression, he continued walking.

Ran Qingchen, who saw the person coming in front of him, was also stunned for a moment, with a slightly weird look on his face.

The moment she became the director of Liumen New Hospital, she knew that she would meet him frequently in the future, but she didn't expect that it would happen so quickly under such circumstances.

This must be the third time the couple has met.

For the first time, the other party came to the door with a marriage certificate.

The second time, the day of marriage.

There will be no more after that...

Because she left Ran's house and went back to her teacher's home on the night of the wedding, without even giving her a chance to take off her red hijab.

Later, she learned that the other party did not stay in Ran's house shamelessly, but asked for a dark-light position to live alone outside, so she returned home and occasionally asked her maid to send some money.

Seeing the man approaching step by step, Ran Qingchen, who was usually in a peaceful mood, felt a little nervous for no reason.

What are you nervous about?

Are you nervous that the other person will deliberately and loudly provoke their relationship?

Or is she worried that the other party will misunderstand her and Yang Zhongyou?

After all, any husband will always be annoyed if he sees his wife traveling with other men.

With complicated emotions, Ran Qingchen saw that the man's pace did not pause at all, nor did he deliberately slow down or speed up, and walked over calmly as usual.

The couple passed each other and looked like passers-by.

Ran Qingchen was stunned.

While he breathed a sigh of relief, a trace of annoyance rose up in his heart for no apparent reason.

Deliberately turning a blind eye?

As expected, she really had complaints about her incompetent wife.

The corridor is not wide, so if three people walk side by side, it will be crowded. Yang Zhongyou didn't have the courage to get close to the beauty, but he felt a little unhappy when he saw the man coming from the opposite side brushing too close to the goddess.

So he subconsciously raised the scabbard and planned to push Jiang Shouzhong towards the wall.

But as soon as the scabbard touched the opponent's body and before he could use any strength, Jiang Shouzhong suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

The mouthful of blood that I had struggled to suppress before could not be suppressed after all.

Ran Qingchen, who was in a daze, suddenly froze, turned around and saw Jiang Shouzhong holding on to the wall, his chin and neck covered with blood, looking very miserable and terrifying.

Ran Qingchen was stunned, and then turned to stare at Yang Zhongyou who was also dumbfounded, with anger in his eyes.

Yang Zhongyou was completely confused at this moment.

Looking at Jiang Shouzhong who was "beaten" and vomited blood, his head was buzzing.

Hey!

This kid is so messed up!

I just touched you lightly and you vomited your uncle's blood!

"it's okay no problem……"

Jiang Shouzhong was a little annoyed that he didn't spit out the mouthful of blood at the door of Hanku. He waved his hands towards the two of them and staggered out of the corridor, leaving only a bloody mess on the ground.

Watching the other party's figure disappear, Ran Qingchen's eyes were complicated, but the frost on his face was even heavier.

Yang Zhongyou stopped talking, "Qingchen..."

Ran Qingchen said coldly: "I am the director of the new hospital. Even if I am in the public gate, Mr. Yang should call me Sir Ran!"

The man's face showed bitterness, "Um... Mr. Ran, I really didn't use any force just now. That kid just did it on purpose..."

Recalling the scene where Jiang Shouzhong vomited blood just now, Yang Zhongyou really had no shame in saying that the other party was deliberately pretending to be like this.

This guy must be too weak.

Or was it that I accidentally released some energy just now?

Yang Zhongyou was in an extremely depressed mood.

Ran Qingchen stared blankly at the blood on the ground. After a long time, she looked away and turned to leave.

Yang Zhongyou quickly followed.

The two came to a small courtyard with the same elegant environment.

There are two rows of green bamboos in the courtyard, and there is also a rockery of rocks piled at random.

There is a pond embedded under the rockery, and scattered snowflakes fall from the sky, gently scattering on the lavender water of the pond, complementing the ripples on the water.

Yang Zhongyou, who realized that he might leave a bad image in the mind of the beautiful woman, said hurriedly and attentively:

"Sir Qing... Ran, this is the Bibo Pond. I heard that this pond is a bit strange. The water changes color with the four seasons. It is warm green in spring, ink-like in summer, purple in autumn, and white in winter. If you like it, why not move the study to it? to here……"

"Mr. Yang, it is said that the Four-Eyed Master has a famous swordsmanship called 'Three Flowers Fantasy Sword', and among his apprentices, you are the best at it. Is it true?"

Ran Qingchen suddenly interrupted Yang Zhongyou and asked softly.

Yang Zhongyou was startled, then smiled arrogantly and said: "I don't dare to say that I am the best at it, but Master did say that I am the only one who has understood the true charm of this three-flower magic sword."

"Qingchen dares to see it, Mr. Yang, would you like to discuss it?"

Ran Qingchen said softly.

When Yang Zhongyou heard this, he was immediately happy.

It is said that Ran Qingchen has unparalleled talent in swordsmanship and is expected to become a master of swordsmanship.

If this suitor, who is also talented in swordsmanship, can leave a deep impression in front of a beautiful lady and win her attention, it will be a dream-like opportunity.

Many people wanted to learn swordsmanship with Ran Qingchen, but they never got the chance.

Unexpectedly, this huge opportunity fell on his head.

Yang Zhongyou swept away the depression of being touched before and said with a bright smile: "Since Miss Ran wants to meet her, then Yang will naturally not let the beautiful woman down."

"Thank you."

Ran Qingchen smiled slightly and casually broke off a branch with her delicate hands.

Seeing that Ran Qingchen didn't need to carry a sword with him, but used branches to spar with him, Yang Zhongyou frowned, "Miss Ran doesn't use a sword?"

"Need not."

Ran Qingchen smiled.

Yang Zhongyou's face suddenly looked a little ugly.

However, because of the beauty, he couldn't say anything. He held the beautifully crafted hilt and slowly drew the sword out, saying in a loud voice: "Miss Ran, be careful!"

The moment the sword tip left its sheath, the sword whistled.

A sword flower bloomed, instantly shattering the falling snow near the tip of the sword. The crystal snowflakes shattered into pieces, and two sword flowers sprouted again, making a sound like spring firecrackers.

Not very murderous, but more showy.

Yang Zhong swims like a dragon, with not just three sword flowers blooming all over his body, but hundreds and thousands of them in layers.

Ran Qingchen stood still, holding a branch in his hand.

The strong air blew against her dress, making her already graceful figure even more graceful.

When the opponent's sword force was approaching, she flicked her bright wrist, and the branches drew a circle, like a peacock opening its tail, and countless exquisite and clear sword energy condensations condensed.

boom!

Hundreds of sword flowers exploded into pieces.

Yang Zhongyou flew out upside down and crashed heavily into the cold and biting blue wave pool.

Ran Qingchen stared at the man in the water with a cold expression.

Whether you are annoyed, angry, or ignored. I blame him, hate him, hate him, feel ashamed of him...but no matter what, he is my husband.

If you insult him in front of me, who are you?

Ran Qingchen ignored the struggling man in the pool and turned to leave.