Chapter 765: She is charming in lace

That’s right, the visitor outside the ward was also wearing a hospital gown, with layers of gauze wrapped around his face and arms. He looked miserable. It was Zhuang Jingxue’s subordinate and lover Xu Wenkang.

At this moment, Xu Wenkang's face was almost half covered by gauze, and he looked like neither human nor ghost. He said that he came to visit Zhuang Jingxue, but in fact he must have had ulterior motives.

However, the Zhou family's bodyguard outside the door was not moved by Xu Wenkang's words at all, and responded in a firm and "unsympathetic" tone: "I'm sorry, Dr. Xu, our wife is not in good health and needs to rest, please don't disturb her."

Xu Wenkang did not intend to leave. He forced a smile on his face and tried to make his tone sound more sincere: "I really just came to see Dean Zhuang. I have no other intentions. It won't take more than a few minutes."

As he spoke, he moved closer to the ward door.

Seeing this, the bodyguard immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop him, still speaking in a tough tone: "Doctor Xu, please don't embarrass us. Madam has instructed that no outsiders are allowed to disturb her."

The bodyguard's eyes were firm, with no sign of wavering.

Xu Wenkang blurted out: "I'm not a outsider, just let me in."

The bodyguard lost his patience and said fiercely, "Why are you so difficult to deal with? You are not an outsider, but our wife."

Xu Wenkang could only stammer in reply: "I am Dean Zhuang's subordinate, we are in the same department."

The bodyguard stood at the door of the ward and said with a frown, "That won't work either. Don't bother standing at the door of the ward. It will disturb our wife's rest. There is no room for negotiation. Leave immediately."

Xu Wenkang was unwilling to give up. He tried to force his way into the ward and shouted, "Vice President Zhuang, you must have heard me coming. Can you please come and see me?"

In the ward, Zhuang Jingxue was sitting on the bed. When she heard the bodyguards outside the door trying to stop Xu Wenkang from breaking into the ward, her heart instantly rose to her throat. She subconsciously clutched the quilt tightly, her eyes full of panic and helplessness.

Seeing that soft tactics didn't work, the bodyguard had to resort to hard tactics. Suddenly, the master grabbed Xu Wenkang's arms and wrists and fiercely said, "You don't want to drink a toast, so you have to drink a penalty, right?"

"Are you going to fucking get out of here or not?"

Xu Wenkang had a dog bite wound on his arm. The bodyguard twisted his arm so hard that he immediately groaned in pain and begged for mercy, "It hurts, it hurts, can't I just leave?"

The bodyguard kicked Xu Wenkang more than a meter away and threw him in the hospital corridor. He had many unhealed dog bites on his body and curled up on the ground in pain, shouting "ouch."

Zhuang Jingxue breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that the bodyguard had sent Xu Wenkang away.

Xu Wenkang climbed up from the ground with great pain. The bandaged wounds on his body were bleeding slightly. A trace of loss and unwillingness flashed across his face. He stared at the door of Zhuang Jingxue's ward viciously.

At this time, Xu Wenkang thought to himself, "You, Zhuang woman, are so cruel! After learning that I was disfigured by a dog and turned into a eunuch, you never visited me in the ward once."

"Damn it, I can't serve you like a man anymore, you just want to throw me away like trash, right?"

"You're just wishful thinking. After I became a eunuch, I didn't want to live anymore. I want you to be buried with me."

After finishing reading, Xu Wenkang gritted his teeth, dragged his injured body, and left with a rage in his heart.

Maybe this is what it means when anger rises from the heart and disgust arises!

People like Xu Wenkang, who can't even afford to live or die, are capable of doing anything.

When the corridor returned to calm, Zhuang Jingxue's anxious heart finally relaxed, and she collapsed on the hospital bed as if she had lost strength.

Thinking back to the shameful things that happened between her and Xu Wenkang, and thinking about how Xu Wenkang had fallen into such a miserable state and seemed to still want to pester her, Zhuang Jingxue felt a wave of fear.

That night.

Zhou’s luxurious villa.

The warm yellow light gently falls into Zhou Mengyao's room.

Lin Lang, Zhou Mengyao and Mu Xueman sat around Zhou Mengyao's soft bed with a deck of playing cards spread out in front of them, the cards gleaming subtly under the light.

The three of them were playing cards with great enthusiasm, but at the end of each round, Zhou Mengyao was always the winner.

At first, Zhou Mengyao was immersed in the long-lost fun of chess and card games with a smile on her lips, but as the same results appeared again and again, she gradually noticed something strange.

Another round was over. Zhou Mengyao threw the cards in her hand into the messy pile with a "pop" sound. She pursed her lips slightly and pretended to be angry and said, "I don't want to play anymore. You two have been letting me win all the time. I win every round. What's the point of this?"

There was a sly gleam in her eyes as she looked straight at Lin Lang and Mu Xuelan.

Lin Lang and Mu Xueman subconsciously exchanged glances, which contained the embarrassment of being discovered and a hint of awkward tacit understanding.

Lin Lang reacted very quickly, a flattering smile instantly appeared on his face, and his tone was gentle and coaxing: "Okay, then let's not play cards. Think about it, do you want to play something else? As long as you are willing, we will accompany you."

Zhou Mengyao looked at Lin Lang's concerned expression and knew that he was always paying attention to her emotions. He was thinking of ways to give her more company and try to divert her attention from the great grief of losing her father.

How could Zhou Mengyao not feel Lin Lang's affection?

But precisely because of this, she felt even more distressed for Lin Lang.

These days, Zhou Mengyao saw the bloodshot in Lin Lang's eyes and the fatigue on his face, and it hurt her heart.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mengyao sighed softly, deliberately showing a trace of fatigue on her face, and said softly: "I don't want to play anymore. I'm tired, very tired, and want to sleep. You two go out and let me have a good rest."

When Lin Lang heard this, his brows immediately frowned and he said worriedly: "Then I will stay and rest with you. I am really worried about your current condition." As he said that, he moved to the edge of the bed and pretended to stay.

Seeing this, Mu Xuelan immediately stood up in a hurry, her hands unconsciously tugging at the corners of her clothes, her voice a little uneasy and uneasy: "Okay, then, then you guys take a rest, I'll go back to the guest room to sleep."

Just as Mu Xuelan turned around and was about to leave, Zhou Mengyao sat up from the bed and secretly gave Mu Xuelan a look.

The meaning in that look couldn't be clearer. The two of them could not go back on their previous agreement. They must let Mu Xuelan sleep with Lin Lang tonight, to give Lin Lang some tenderness and make him happier.

Mu Xuelan naturally understood Zhou Mengyao's eyes. Her cheeks instantly became hot. She subconsciously bit her lower lip and nodded slightly.

After getting the response, Zhou Mengyao seemed to have made up her mind. She pushed Lin Lang out of the bedroom door with both hands and said, "I want to be alone and have a quiet sleep. I don't want anyone to disturb me tonight."

Lin Lang staggered due to the sudden push. After he was pushed out of the door and stood firm, his face was full of concern and reluctance. He said worriedly: "Mengyao, what are you doing? Can I stay with you? You need someone to accompany you the most now."

But Zhou Mengyao was extremely stubborn. She shook her head vigorously and said firmly, "No, I'm too sleepy. I want to sleep. Close the door."

Having said that, she quickly closed the door and then pressed the lock button with a "click".

Lin Lang stood outside the door, looking at the tightly closed door, and sighed helplessly. His eyes were full of worry and concern, and his brows unconsciously frowned.

When Mu Xuelan saw this scene, she felt very uncomfortable. She felt sorry for Zhou Mengyao and Lin Lang, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Lin Lang subconsciously turned his head and exchanged glances with Mu Xuelan.

Mu Xuelan's little face turned red in an instant, like a ripe apple. She quickly lowered her head to avoid Lin Lang's gaze.

In the room, Zhou Mengyao's back was pressed against the door, her legs softened, and she slowly squatted on the ground.

She hugged her knees tightly with her hands and buried her head deeply in her arms.

Tears once again flowed uncontrollably from Zhou Mengyao's eyes, slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the cold floor.

Her shoulders trembled slightly and she cried silently.

Although Lin Lang made Zhou Mengyao believe that her father went to heaven after his death and became a guardian angel, he would always watch over her and protect her in heaven.

But how can the pain of losing one’s father be easily forgotten?

It is a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow and a gap in life that is difficult to fill.

Lin Lang and Mu Xuelan stood at the door, both at a loss for what to do. The corridor was quiet, and the dim lights reflected the two people's slightly awkward figures.

"Um..." Lin Lang was the first to break the silence, his voice filled with helplessness and fatigue, "Xue Man, you go back to the guest room and sleep. I'll go back to my room."

Mu Xuelan bit her lower lip. She understood that Lin Lang was not in the mood to have sex and was embarrassed to share a bed with her at Zhou's house.

But when she thought of Zhou Mengyao's previous entrustment, Mu Xuelan felt a little conflicted for a moment.

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Xueman looked at Lin Lang with affection, pouted her lips slightly, and said in a soft and coquettish voice: "No, I want to sleep with you."

Lin Lang felt somewhat embarrassed after hearing this. He looked at the closed door again and finally nodded in compromise: "Okay, let's go back to the guest room first. I'll come to the guest room to find you later, after the servants of Zhou's house have gone to bed."

"Yeah." Mu Xuelan responded shyly, her heart beating fast, and she walked towards the guest room on the left side of the corridor with anticipation.

Lin Lang, who was turned away by Zhou Mengyao, had no choice but to walk towards his room on the right side of the corridor.

After returning to the room, Lin Lang walked to the window with heavy steps, gently opened the curtains, and let the moonlight into the room.

After casually opening the window, Lin Lang took a cigarette from the cigarette box, lit it with a lighter, took a deep breath, and the smoke swirled around his fingertips and slowly rose.

Men always seem to be like this: when they are in a good mood, cigarettes are a comfort to relax them; when they are in a bad mood, cigarettes can help them relieve their boredom.

While smoking, Lin Lang looked out the window at the night view of the garden courtyard of Zhou's villa. His heart was in a mess, and his mind was full of Zhou Mengyao's sad look.

Although Lin Lang was not in the mood to have sex with Mu Xuelan, he did not want to disappoint Zhou Mengyao, nor did he want to disappoint Mu Xuelan's expectations.

Lang Ge's behavior is called "altruism in words and selfishness in actions."

It is an unspoken rule that will never let you suffer any loss in your lifetime. If you learn it, you will benefit from it for the rest of your life.

After a while, after hesitating for a long time, Lin Lang finally walked out of his room and walked towards the guest room where Mu Xuelan was with slightly heavy steps.

The corridor was silent. The warm yellow wall lamp emitted a soft yet somewhat lonely light, stretching Lin Lang's figure.

He came to the door of Mu Xuelan's guest room, paused, raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.

Almost at the same moment when the knock on the door occurred, it was opened with a swish.

Mu Xuelan stood behind the door, with an indescribable eagerness in her eyes. Without saying a word, she grabbed Lin Lang's arm and pulled him into the room.

As soon as Lin Lang stepped into the house, his eyes were attracted by Mu Xuelan in front of him.

Mu Xueman was wearing a white lace tube top nightgown, which perfectly outlined her graceful and proud figure. The hem of the skirt swayed gently with her movements, exuding a charming atmosphere.

And Lin Lang just happened to have no resistance to lace.

The door closed quietly behind her, and at that moment, Mu Xuelan couldn't wait to throw herself into Lin Lang's arms.

She wrapped her arms around Lin Lang's waist, buried her face in his chest, and said coquettishly, "Hubby, don't blame me for insisting on you sleeping with me tonight. This is the task Mengyao assigned to me."

"As for me, I will make you feel happy in my bed tonight." Mu Xuelan's voice was soft and a little sweet.