Don't marry a wealthy family: My wife just wants to start a career

After getting the news, Gu Hai happily hung up the phone and passed it on to Su An.

"Oh, I see. Thank you Uncle, I'll go to Auntie to wash up first." To his surprise, Su An replied very calmly and still very politely.Gu Hai had an intuition that something was strange, but he didn't know what was so strange.

Looking at the little man tightly hugging the paintbrush in his arms, his thin back is tall and strong.Once again, he felt that Su An was really a miniature version of Qin Baiyu, with an extremely similar demeanor and temperament.

The next day, after breakfast.

Su Ran turned on the computer and began to make a resume. She was a little confused when filling in the section of life history. She skipped the section four years ago and silently finished writing her resume.

What can she do?

After four years in prison, what could she do?

Su Ran thought that she was wrong, she began to recall, what did she want to do four years ago?

Great designers, the darlings of the fashion industry sought after by major newspapers and magazines, can go to Paris to take photos with Lafayette, and as representatives of the forefront of domestic fashion, they can create together with talented designers from all over the world.

Make her favorite Tang suit, take her favorite Hanfu route, and carry forward the exquisiteness of the Chinese quintessence.

Open a studio she likes, draw when there is no task, and draw anything casually, Monet flowers on letters, or guests who have come.

Well, this is what Su Ran wanted to do four years ago. Four years later, she can't even draw simple lines straight.

Su Ran withdrew her hand that had landed on the keyboard in a daze, raised her white and flawless hands, and took a closer look.There seemed to be something dirty covering it, covering her drawing talent and hindering her dreams.

Cleaning up the mess, will she be able to start painting again?
Her eyes fell faintly on the bloodstain on her right wrist, her eyes suddenly shrank, and her head suddenly went blank.

A creepy scene appeared.

Su Ran touched the utility knife with her left hand as if possessed by a demon, and slashed fiercely towards the healed scar on her right wrist like a demon possessed!

"lady!"

The blood dripped down, and the piercing pain took back her clarity.Suddenly, the exclamation of today's new maid, Mrs. Wang, came from her ears. She looked suspiciously at Mrs. Wang, who was beside her with a terrified look. She looked at a loss, as if she had no idea what happened.

Sensing the abnormality in his hands, Su Ran lowered his head dumbly, and blood flowed out from his right wrist.She froze for a moment, a bitter smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

Why are you sick again?Su Ran thought to herself.

Seeing Mrs. Wang's appearance, I'm afraid she was quite frightened.

Su Ran found the gauze and tightened her wound tightly, and when it was inconvenient to bandage, she smiled and asked Mrs. Wang for help.Sister-in-law Wang came back to her senses, bit the bullet, and bandaged Su Ran's wound with gauze with trembling hands.

Fortunately, only one layer of skin was cut. The utility knife was used by An'er yesterday, and the blade was adjusted to a safe distance by Su Ran, so only a little point was exposed.

No wonder she didn't feel the pain immediately this time, she thought.Thinking of the attack in the prison last winter, the pencil end was broken in it for a long time, it was extremely scary, and the pain was so painful that she didn't die directly.

Su Ran's eyes became more and more blurred. Looking at her right hand, which was called "the hand of God" by countless teachers, now she can't even hold a pen steadily.

Who can she blame?Who can be blamed.

Isn't she the one who ruined her talent and ruined her dream?

Isn't it the one who loved Qin Baiyu deeply four years ago, herself!
"lady?!"

Mrs. Wang has made sufficient psychological preparations since she was selected to join this family.She has undergone professional training, and she probably knows that she will see and hear many secrets in wealthy families.All you have to do is keep your mouth shut.

It's just that I didn't expect that there was a fierce attack at the beginning.

Seeing her wandering off again, Mrs. Wang felt terrified when she thought of the scene just now, and hurriedly put the box knife that was stained with blood on the table into her pocket.

When Su Ran was called back, seeing her sneaky movements, she couldn't help but startled, and felt a warm feeling in her heart.

"No... I'm fine, put these away, don't let me see it, then it's fine." Su Ran pointed to a pile of art supplies on the table and smiled to comfort her.

She nodded hastily, immediately cleaned up the table, and brought Su Ran a bowl of red date tea.

Although the person who recruited her only said that there is only a male master in this house, regardless of whether the lady in front of her is the master or not, Mrs. Wang still treats her politely.

Because she has seen countless people, from the first time she saw Su Ran, she felt that a lady with such a temperament must not be a servant like them who is used to lowering her eyebrows.

With this stubble, Su Ran never saw anything hurtful or sharp at home.Mrs. Wang is always by her side, afraid that her eyes will become blurred again, and she will start to harm herself without saying a word.

Although only the pointed end of the utility knife was exposed, she still left a lot of blood, and the shocking bright red gradually dyed the gauze red, penetrating to the outermost layer layer by layer.

Su Ran looked at the wound with a headache, thinking that she would not be able to find a job today, and she didn't think about what to do.But, how should she cover up to avoid An'er's eyes!

It wasn't a big deal, but Qin Baiyu heard about it as soon as he got off the plane.

His first reaction was to feel that it was outrageously absurd, such a shocking incident.

Then he sat in the back seat of the luxury car, turned on the surveillance playback, and his heart was filled with waves of shock. His secretive eyes were black with horror.

"Slap" shut down the computer, took out the phone and called Liang Qiao.

"Have you found it?" Qin Baiyu stabilized his mind, his voice was as low as a cello.His tone was a little urgent, with a hint of trembling.

On the other end of the phone, Liang Qiao was lying on the sofa in the lounge with dark circles under her eyes.He has been very busy this week, and he just saw the reply email in his mailbox.

Quickly scan the emails full of English, as well as various medical charts.He started with a lazy expression, gradually got up, until he frowned, and finally was shocked.

"I asked you if you found it?" Qin Baiyu, who had not received a response, showed an irritable look, and the ominous premonition in his heart was getting stronger and stronger!
There was no trace of teasing in Liang Qiao's eyes. He answered seriously, "I found it." His voice was cold, his words were correct, and he was a standard doctor, just like he was on duty every day.

Qin Baiyu's heart sank suddenly.

Then he heard the sound of judgment on the other end of the phone, as if from a distant hell.

"Depression. Su Ran suffered from depression in his first year in prison!"

"According to the archives, depression has tormented her for four years, and she is particularly paranoid about her right hand. In the worst case, the pen core was broken in the flesh, and that hand was basically useless. And the results show that she has not had a hand for a year. Take medicine for treatment. Instead of recovering, it is better to give up treatment! It is very possible for her to self-abuse, self-mutilate, or even commit suicide at this stage."

"Yu, do you remember the last time she fainted and couldn't wake up? I remembered that the subject of that academic research was about the coexistence of depression and brain consciousness."

"and also."

Qin Baiyu listened carefully to every word, and there were marks of cracked ice on his face as hard as diamond, and his other free hand was tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, blue veins suddenly appeared, and blood vessels swelled.

He took a deep breath and said coldly: "What else, say."

Liang Qiao hesitated and sighed. "What's more, she was found to be depressed after she entered the prison. According to Su An's actual birth age, Su Ran should have been ill during pregnancy. Therefore, there is a certain chance that mother-fetal emotions will affect the child, and Su An also has May be withdrawn or even masochistic."

"Is there any help?"

Liang Qiao didn't hear a response from the other end of the phone for a moment, he thought the line was disconnected.Silently, a painful question came from over there.