My boss betrayed me

"I'm not a gold digger. Do you think I'm attracted to him because he's rich? You don't understand him at all. He is not a prisoner. He was wrongly accused." Nangong Yue tried to convince her parents.

The father said angrily, "Since it has already happened, there is no point in saying anything. I hope you can stop before it is too late. You have been sensible since you were a child. You understand everything. Ah Yue, we all disagree with you being together."

Nangong Yue said: "I want to follow my own inner choice."

The father began to breathe heavily, but he remained calm on the surface and said, "You are just spoiled by me."

"The person you like must have something special. I can respect your decision, but I can't allow my daughter to be a mistress and destroy other people's families. I can't afford to lose face as a person."

"Ayue, you know you can't get a marriage certificate with him, right? That's bigamy. Even if you want to follow your own heart, you should at least abide by the law, right? At least be moral, right?"

Nangong Yue answered with silence and clenched her fists.

Seeing that his daughter was reluctant to express herself, the father wanted to lose her temper. The room was eerily quiet, like the calm before the storm.

"Ayue, do you really want to disregard ethics and become someone else's concubine?" With red eyes, the father asked again with the last hope.

Nangong Yue remained silent.

My father's last hope was shattered. After a long silence, he raised his arm and slapped himself twice.

He picked up the cup beside him and threw it to the ground.

The cup broke into millions of pieces and my father was throwing things around in the living room.

My emotions were completely out of control, as if breaking something would make my daughter change her mind.

He yelled hysterically: "It's my fault that I didn't educate my daughter well. It's all my fault. I'm guilty, I'm guilty..."

The mother hugged the father tightly from behind and refused to let go. The father struggled violently and the mother's nails dug into his flesh.

He ignored the pain and yelled at his precious daughter, "Ayue, are you going to make your dad angry to death?"

Nangong Yue's face was surprisingly calm. She disguised herself very well and her inner pain did not show on her face at all.

Only the tear marks on her face told the story of what had just happened. She wiped away her tears, like a walking corpse, returned to her bedroom, and gently closed the door.

Soon, Nangong Yue's hoarse and suppressed cry was heard from the bedroom, followed by a dull sound.

It was as if something had fallen to the ground.

The mother couldn't believe the voice she heard and was stunned for a few seconds, as if to confirm her guess.

Screaming like a madman, he rushed towards his daughter's bedroom desperately.

Nangong Yue was lying on the ground, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth. A sharp knife was suddenly inserted into her abdomen. Her whole body began to twitch violently and uncontrollably due to the severe pain and excessive blood loss.

Until this moment, her hands were still tightly gripping the hilt of the knife, unwilling to let go, and the wooden floor was already stained red with blood.

For a moment, the mother almost fainted.

After all, she was a head nurse who bandaged other people's wounds frequently. She shouted at the top of her voice towards the living room: "Old man, go get the first aid kit. Ah Yue committed suicide."

Seeing her father standing there in a daze, her mother became anxious and angry, and shouted, "I said, get the first aid kit."

Only then did my father react.

The two elderly people, who were in their fifties, had never been so panicked as they were at this moment. The father found a respirator, alcohol and surgical forceps, while the mother took emergency first aid measures.

When the bloody knife was pulled out of Nangong Yue's body, it was still chilling. The mother would rather take the knife herself for her daughter, with heartache on her face.

The father was still in shock. He didn't care about the blood on his hands. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered: "This girl is crazy, this girl is crazy..."

The mother found a towel and wiped Nangong Yue's hand, and said with fear on her face: "Old man, if it was one centimeter off, my daughter would not be saved."

Hearing this, the father hurriedly said, "Call an ambulance and send him to the hospital. What are you waiting for?"

The mother obviously understood her daughter better and said, "This girl is determined to commit suicide. She was discovered this time, but what about next time?"

"If Ah Yue dies, I won't live either. This girl has always been stubborn since she was young. Once she decides to do something, no one can stop her."

"Now that her life is no longer in danger, can we still watch over her for the rest of her life?"

"You are more professional than me in this area. You make the decision on this matter." At this moment, the father was clutching the corner of his clothes tightly, not caring that his clothes were stained red by the blood on his hands.

The mother thought for a long time before she said, "Ayue needs a blood transfusion now, and she also needs sutures and care. I can do all of these, but what about the future? What should I do in the future?"

"I must let that 'labor camp inmate' know about this. I must tell him and see what he will do."

"Are you going to get the things directly from the hospital?" asked the father.

"Don't worry, old man. I won't break the rules. I have ways to handle these things." Mother said, "The most important thing now is not to let other people know about this. When you ask for leave from Dragon Story, just say that Yue needs to be hospitalized and needs to go to a big hospital..."

As expected, the doorbell rang. My father was startled and said, "Lock the door quickly and don't let anyone in."

The mother originally thought that it was the driver who came back from refueling, but she didn't expect that the person who came was Bai Fang. After thinking about it, the mother let Bai Fang in.

After Bai Fang entered, she saw the mess in the room and was immediately shocked and covered her mouth.

Xia Muchu and Li Yichen had been waiting for Nangong Yue to have a small gathering. They were chatting at the moment and seemed to be having a great time. Xia Muchu had a vague ominous premonition and frowned.

Seeing this, Li Yichen hurriedly asked: "Mu Chu, what's wrong? Are you worried about something?"

"I'm not worried, I just have a premonition, a very bad premonition." Xia Muchu replied.

The agreed time has arrived, but Li San said that Nangong Yue is not in the dormitory.

Nangong Yue doesn't seem like a person who is not punctual. She has a strong sense of time. It is already the agreed time for dinner, but Nangong Yue has yet to show up.

If it weren't for some force majeure, Nangong Yue would not be late. All the signs pointed to one thing: something happened to Nangong Yue.

Xia Muchu felt a little uneasy in his heart. There were many situations that became force majeure, but he had to consider the worst case scenario.

Xia Muchu made the boldest guess: every time Nangong Yue went to see him, he did it without telling anyone. Truth cannot be hidden. In this situation now, it is very likely that the fact that Nangong Yue went to see him has been known by Nangong's family.