Sweet Wife in My Arms - Chapter 912

Chapter 912: Your Real Younger Brother

He patted Yan Huan’s shoulder, as if he was cooing a child.

He kept his mouth sealed about the events that happened in the hospital. Whether Su Muran was dead or alive, it was irrelevant to them.

It did not matter if she was dead or alive, that was the matter of the Su family.

He only stood up after Yan Huan was sound asleep. He took his notebook and started doing his work. The blue light radiated from his computer screen illuminated the sides of his face, making it look inexplicably cold.

Su Muran was of course, still alive. Although, she was not exactly in the pink of health.

The cup on the table fell with a crash after she pushed it off. She looked as gaunt as a living ghost. Her complexion was so ghastly pale, her veins were almost visible.

Her head was wrapped in bandages that covered the top of her head entirely. It was as if she was being imprisoned by chains and they were lethal to her.

She placed her hand on her head and applied pressure on it. It hurt so much she wanted to scream, or go crazy. However, she was so sickly, she could not even express these emotions.

She put down her feeble hand. The pain was still throbbing in her head, continuously and endlessly.

“What happened to you, Ranran?” When Zhu Xianglan opened the door, she was greeted by the sight of Su Muran lying on the bed with agony on her face, while broken pieces of the cup were scattered across the floor. Fortunately, Su Muran had no energy to move left in her. Otherwise, she would become a hedgehog from being pierced by all the shards, if she had fallen off from her bed.

“Mom, mom…”

Su Muran raised her head and wept as she held Zhu Xianglan, “I don’t want to die. I don’t want to. Mom, I beg of you, please save me. I don’t want to die. I’m only twenty-eight years old. I still have a bright future ahead of me. I can’t die, I don’t want to…”

“You won’t, you won’t…” Zhu Xianglan consoled Su Muran hastily, saying, “You won’t die. How can you die? I won’t let you die and let that son of a bi*ch take everything away from you. The Su family belongs to you, it is forever yours. I would not give the things that I painstakingly wrenched from their hands away to anyone, even if it means destroying it.”

As she was rambling incoherently, all Su Muran could do was cry. At this point, with her gaunt, hideous appearance and sickly body, she no longer seemed like a best actress. She was only a patient standing at death’s doorstep, even a normal person was in better shape than her.

The door creaked open.

At the sight of the person at the door, Zhu Xianglan was so shocked that all her hairs stood on their end, as if she was a jolted cat.

“Why did you come here? Scram! Get out! Get out now!”

A woman in a red dress was standing outside the door. She had a tall, seductive figure, while her face was painted with gorgeous makeup. Her entire body exuded a fragrant aroma, as if she was a bottle of perfume.

The scent of her perfume made Su Muran choke and cough terribly, until her tears were streaming down her face and the pain in her head became worse.

“You don’t seem to be too well, cousin. Why don’t you be a good girl and stay in the hospital? You might even live for a few more days. It’s such a shame that a pretty girl like you is going to die at such a young age. But you don’t have to worry, cousin…” She blew at her nails that were decorated with crimson polish, and continued mockingly, “I’ll protect the Su family in your place, and your real younger brother will help out too. The Su family will not crumble. At the very least, the one inheriting the entire Su family was a member of the family itself. The person carries the surname Su, and not someone from outside of the family.” She smirked slightly, her voice was thick with schadenfreude.

Zhu Xianglan felt her throat getting strangled, and stood up in a flash.

“Zhu Meina, you bi*ch. I will kill you.”

She roared and lunged at Zhu Xianglan. However, the current Zhu Meina was different from before. She would not follow Zhu Xianglan’s every beck and call, nor would she resign herself to her abuse.

She would take everything that the Su family’s mother and daughter owed her. At any rate, matters had already advanced to this step. Relationships and love had no place in this conversation anymore.

She did not want love or relationship. What she truly wanted was the Su family. She desired nothing else, but to snatch everything that belonged to the Su family, Zhu Xianglan, and Su Muran.

Zhu Xianglan pounced at Zhu Meina, intent on tearing up her face. She did not expect to be betrayed by her niece. She had actually raised an ingrate for so many years. She would never be able to live that down, nor could ever she sleep after knowing that.

Zhu Meina raised her feet in high-heeled shoe and brutally kicked Zhu Xianglan’s stomach, striking her hand at the same time. She roared in pain and fell backward from the impact, landing straight on her buttocks and sprawling all across the floor. Although she accidentally flashed her undergarments, she was already quite old. No matter how much skin she showed, no men would be attracted to her. It would only be nauseating for them.

Zhu Xianglan was so stunned from the blow, her mouth was dangling wide and her usually tidy hair was completely disheveled. Her clothes were tattered and one of her slippers had been kicked away too. She had no makeup on, thus she looked old and hideous, like a sixtyish old hag.

Zhu Meina stood at one side with a sneer on her face, laughing condescendingly at Zhu Xianglan who was lying like a dog on the floor.

Zhu Xianglan had never treated her as a human in the past. The roles were reversed, as she was the subhuman one now.

Zhu Meina wanted to rob everything that belonged to the Su family before Zhu Xianglan’s eyes. She wanted to witness Su Muran waste away and die completely, and watch Zhu Xianglan lose everything she had.

The entire Su family would belong to her, Zhu Meina, from then onward.

Zhu Xianglan was wailing like a village shrew, but Zhu Meina had already clopped away proudly from the room. She did not even take Zhu Xianglan seriously, whereas Su Muran was already dead in her eyes.

Su Muran hugged her legs to her chest. Her face contorted with rage, making her whole body tremble in pain. A sharp pain suddenly assailed her head, as if it was getting split in half. Then, she blacked out instantly.

She was lying on the hospital bed when she woke up again. The pungent smell of the sterilizing water almost made her vomit. She clasped her chest and retched, while she laid at the side of the bed.

“Ranran, Ranran…”

When she opened the door and saw Su Muran in that state, Zhu Xianglan’s legs went limp from shock. She nearly buckled and fell on the floor.

“Ranran, are you okay? Don’t scare me. Someone, quick, call the ambulance…” she dashed outside and bellowed for someone to come.