Second marriage to a wealthy man, but her scumbag ex-husband lost control

Yu Anan came back to her senses and looked at Fu Nanchen, her eyes gradually becoming colder like her heart.

"The thing I regret most is taking you out of Yujiacun! The rapist's son... is indeed the most filthy and despicable in the world! Brother Yu Zhao, no wonder the Lin family doesn't want to have anything to do with you..."

Before Fu Nanchen finished speaking, he was hit hard on the head unexpectedly and staggered into a tree trunk.

Yu Anan, half of his face covered in blood, stood where Fu Nanchen had been standing just now, holding the broken half of the brick in his hand and shaking uncontrollably.

Fu Nanchen was also stunned. He looked at Yu An'an in astonishment, blood rushed into his eyes, and his entire right eye was red.

Xie Zihuai and Dou Yuzhi froze in the shallow pool with shocked expressions. They did not expect that Yu Anan would attack Fu Nanchen.

Yu Anan's face turned pale, and he pretended to be calm and threw half of the brick into the pool, his voice hoarse: "Fu Nanchen, we are even."

[Fu Nanchen, we are even. 】

Fu Nanchen's mind flashed with blurry images...

Behind the teaching building, which was illuminated by the sunset into a dim orange color, a girl in a clean school uniform pressed the blushing man against the wall and smiled at him: "Fu Nanchen, we are even!"

His heart beat violently and he breathed quickly. His breath was filled with the girl's delicious gardenia scent. The vines growing on the wall were blooming, but they were not as beautiful and alluring as the smiling face.

Fu Nanchen pressed his heart and shook his head. Before he could see the girl clearly, his throbbing disappeared completely along with the picture.

"Brother Nanchen, are you okay?" Dou Yuzhi asked.

When Fu Nanchen came back to his senses, he touched his head and his hands were full of blood. He cursed and looked up at Yu Anan.

"Brother Nanchen!" Dou Yuzhi immediately stepped forward and hugged Fu Nanchen, fearing that he would make a move.

Xie Zihuai also rushed forward and grabbed Yu Anan's arm, pulling him behind him to protect him.

The down jacket that had been soaked in water hung on her body like iron lead. Yu Anan was weak. The blow just now used up all her strength. Now Xie Zihuai was pulled back several steps, and her shoulders were clasped hard by a pair of big hands with distinct joints. He barely managed to stabilize his body and avoid falling again.

She turned back, her words of thanks stuck in her throat, her lips pursed and no sound came out.

Fu Nanchen, whose face was also covered in blood, was stunned for a moment, and reluctantly called him by seniority: "Uncle Lin."

The person holding Yu An'an was just 30 years old. He had a frown and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He had deep facial features. He wore a well-tailored dark gray suit under a black coat. He had a slender and tall figure.

He is obviously only four years older than Fu Nanchen, but he has a restrained and calm aura that is compelling. He is different from Fu Nanchen's youthful energy, and is full of the power of a mature man.

It's not difficult to tell...the person's facial features are somewhat similar to Yu An'an's.

Lin Jinrong looked at the injury on Yu An'an's head, pursed her thin lips tightly, neatly pulled open the tie with one hand and wrapped it around her palm, pressed Yu An'an's bleeding forehead, glanced at Fu Nanchen with her deep eyes, hugged Yu Anan and turned around, saying coldly: " Go to the hospital!"

The assistant quickly jogged to open the car door.

Seeing Lin Jinrong holding down Yu Anan's wound and stuffing the person into the car, Fu Nanchen took two steps after him: "Uncle Lin!"

Lin Jinrong stepped into the car with long legs and raised her eyes. The indifferent gaze behind her gold-rimmed glasses made people shudder.

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Yu Anan and Fu Nanchen entered the emergency room one after another and treated their wounds separately.

The nurse, who was putting on rubber gloves to prepare for debridement, saw that Yu Anan's wet white scarf and white down jacket were covered in blood, and said, "Take off the scarf and wet coat first!"

Yu Anan was startled and asked politely: "Will it affect the cleaning of the wound?"

"It doesn't affect the cleaning of the wound, but don't you feel uncomfortable wearing a wet coat and scarf?" The nurse pulled the debridement trolley to her, "Take it off!"

Yu Anan frowned and tugged on the scarf to cover her mouth and nose, and said in a low voice, "If it doesn't affect the treatment of the wound, I'll be fine."

Standing in the emergency debridement room with his hands in his pockets, Lin Jinrong frowned and looked at Yu Anan. His gentle and mellow voice contained no objections: "Take off your scarf and coat."

Yu Anan was silent for a moment, then slowly unzipped his down jacket and picked up his scarf...

When the little nurse reached out to pull the curtain, Fu Nanchen and Dou Yuzhi, who had been bandaged, came out from the opposite side together.

For just a brief second, Fu Nanchen still saw the shocking bruises on Yu Anan's jaw and neck.

How could he push Yu Anan so seriously?

His sight was blocked by the light blue curtain. Fu Nanchen returned to his senses and looked at Lin Jinrong's straight and slender back, feeling inexplicably fearful in his heart.

Thinking of the relationship between Lin Jinrong and Yu An'an, and thinking of the look in Lin Jinrong's eyes when he took Yu An'an into the car just now, Fu Nanchen knew... Lin Jinrong had to give an explanation for what happened today.

Although Lin Jinrong is only the adopted son of the Lin family in Kyoto, he is now the apparent leader of the Lin family, and Fu relies on Lin for many of his projects.

He called in a low voice: "Uncle Lin..."

Hearing the sound, Lin Jinrong turned around slowly.

The bright light of the hospital reflected Lin Jinrong's handsome face with strong lines. The tall figure of 1.8 meters [-] stood there. His every move and gesture showed the inscrutability of someone in a superior position. Even if he didn't speak, he would feel oppressive.

Fu Nanchen frowned and explained: "I didn't expect that she would hit the scenery."

Lin Jinrong's eyes were bottomless: "I went to the hospital on my 16th birthday to protect An An, and on my 26th birthday I went to the hospital to fight with An An?"

The person in question, Dou Yuzhi, froze.

Fu Nanchen held Dou Yuzhi's hand tightly and pulled him behind him, showing his attitude of protecting Dou Yuzhi: "It's my fault, it has nothing to do with anyone else."

Dou Yuzhi had already explained it to him on the way here, and Yu Anan did not say anything else.

"It seems that your parents didn't tell you the reason why I helped Mr. Fu all these years." Lin Jinrong glanced at Dou Yuzhi calmly, looked down at Fu Nanchen who lowered his head to admit his mistake, took off his glasses and wiped them, "Who borrowed your courage? Touch her?"

Fu Nanchen bit his back teeth in humiliation.

Seeing Xie Zihuai, who had bought clean clothes and shoes for Yu An'an and Fu Nanchen, come back, Lin Jinrong said nothing more and just put on his glasses again.

Dou Yuzhi was very upset at the cold-faced Lin Jinrong and did not dare to stay for a long time. She told Xie Zihuai and Fu Nanchen, "I have to leave first to catch a flight. Please help me tell Senior Sister Yu."

"I'll see you off first." Fu Nanchen held Dou Yuzhi's hand reluctantly.

"You should go back too." Lin Jinrong saw Xie Zihuai's expression of hesitation and reluctance to leave, and said, "Don't let your sister worry, An An is here with me."

Thinking of his pregnant sister, Xie Zihuai nodded and handed the shopping bag to Lin Jinrong's assistant.

Yu Anan's wound required six stitches, and like Fu Nanchen, he will have to stay in the hospital for observation tonight.

When she changed into a hospital gown and came out of the bathroom in the single ward, Lin Jinrong had not left yet. He took off his suit and sat on the sofa to make a phone call.

Perhaps the heating temperature in the ward was too high, so he unbuttoned his gray shirt with one hand, rolled up his sleeves a few times to expose his forearms, and on his chiseled wrist was a dark brown leather watch.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yu Anan coming out with gauze on his head. Lin Jinrong said to the other end of the phone, "Go back next Monday" and hung up.

His deep gaze fell on the purple scar on Yu Anan's jaw: "Come and sit."