ABRWF Chapter 348.2

Unexpectedly, only Lu Qingyan was inside. His face was flushed, and he was lying on the floor, his once neat suit now disheveled.

Seeing someone come in, he forced himself to stay awake. When he met Jiang Nanshu’s almond-shaped eyes, his eyes lit up. He struggled to sit up, but failed several times.

“Nan Nan, Nan Nan… I’ve been drugged. I don’t know who it was. Please help me.”

His voice was slightly breathless, and he looked very uncomfortable. His exposed skin was red from the effects of the drug.

After speaking, he saw that Jiang Nanshu hadn’t moved.

He looked up and met Jiang Nanshu’s cold gaze.

“Nan Nan?”

His eyes were reddened from the drug’s effects, and he stared blankly at her.

At this moment, Jiang Nanshu in front of him felt like a stranger, and his heart sank slowly.

“Just take me to the hospital, that’s all. I don’t need you to do anything else.”

Seemingly reaching his limit, his breathing quickened. He reached out and gripped Jiang Nanshu’s skirt tightly, as if that would give him some sense of security.

Jiang Nanshu slowly squatted down and reached out to touch his burning face.

Lu Qingyan was like a thirsty traveler, clinging to the coolness of Jiang Nanshu’s body, which gave him a brief moment of relief.

But it wasn’t enough; he wanted more.

The favor she offered was brief. Jiang Nanshu pulled her hand away from his.

Her voice was clear and cold: “Be good, just bear with it for a while. It’ll pass.”

Lu Qingyan looked at her, his eyes red-rimmed. For a moment, he seemed to understand.

This was a trap set by Jiang Nanshu, and he was the bait trapped in the cage, waiting to be devoured.

The physical pain was nothing compared to the agony of his broken heart.

“Why…”

The only answer was Jiang Nanshu’s merciless back as she turned and left.

Warm tears streamed from his eyes, dripping onto the back of his hand.

Jiang Nanshu left the room, heading straight for the balcony without looking back; only the cold wind could keep her awake.

On her way, she encountered Su Ran, who was hurrying along.

Su Ran was momentarily nervous upon seeing her, but seeing Jiang Nanshu leave immediately, she rushed to the last room.

Jiang Nanshu froze for a dozen seconds, then followed.

“Ah!”

She heard Su Ran scream sharply as soon as she reached the door.

Lu Qingyan had cut his wrist with a broken glass bottle and was now unconscious.

Su Ran glanced at Jiang Nanshu in panic: “It wasn’t me…”

Jiang Nanshu immediately knocked Su Ran unconscious and threw her outside.

She glanced back at Lu Qingyan one last time before turning and leaving.

Chaos erupted on the second floor.

“Quick, quick, save him! Call an ambulance!”

The chaos lasted for over ten minutes, with the piercing sound of ambulance sirens outside.

Jiang Nanshu, hiding in the shadows, watched as Lu Qingyan was carried away unconscious.

“That was close! Who warned me that someone was injured on the second floor?”

“I don’t know. Where’s that girl…”

Amidst the cacophony of voices, Jiang Yunchuan finally found Jiang Nanshu and pulled her outside: “Let’s go home first. This birthday party for Brother Yan is too chaotic. Grandpa Lu is furious. It’s terrifying. Brother Yan committed suicide.”

Jiang Yunchuan continued, his face dark: “I don’t know who’s got a death wish and drugged him. I don’t even know his condition yet. Let’s go home first.”

Jiang Nanshu lowered her eyes: “Okay.”

Afterward, Jiang Yunchuan went to inquire about Lu Qingyan’s condition.

However, the Lu family kept this matter under tight control, and no one knew whether Lu Qingyan was alive or dead.

Dashachun: [Host, do you want to check the disgust value in advance?]

Jiang Nanshu lay on the bed: “Wait a little longer.”

[Huh? Why are you going back in the end? The male lead probably hates you to death. What are you waiting for?]

Jiang Nanshu closed her eyes, her mind filled with Lu Qingyan’s desperate eyes.

It reminded her of herself in the past, facing Zhou Yanxu’s death; she was just as desperate and helpless.

She felt no emotional fluctuation; she knew she would get used to it, and that’s how she had gotten through it.

Jiang Nanshu parted her red lips slightly: “Wait until the dust settles.”

 

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Translator’s Comment:

Poor Lu Qingyan…

 

 

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