Chapter 1013 You Are Beautiful, But He Doesn't Love You

Chapter 1013 You Are Beautiful, But He Doesn't Love You

Li Qiao looked at her calmly, her brows and eyes congealed with anger, "You, also, match?"

"What exactly do you want?" Ming Dailan growled in a messy bun, hoarse voice, "You guys forced me to pretend to be crazy, why should you treat me like this? I do whatever I want."

Li Qiao's hatred for Ming Dailan was written all over her face, she curled her lips, her gaze was as sharp as a blade, before she could continue speaking, Shang Zonghai's deep and indifferent emphasis suddenly sounded outside the door, "What did the girl force you to do?"

Shang Zonghai came to the hospital late at night, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

After leaving the Buddhist temple in Myanmar, Ah Zun, whom Ming Dailan had been looking for, slowly appeared in front of him in the night.

Li Qiao and Luo Xi stood up to greet each other at the same time, and a strange atmosphere spread in the small ward.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Li Qiao seems to have heard a slight sarcasm from Luo Xi.

At that time, the night was thick, Shang Zonghai walked into the ward with his hands behind his back, and the incandescent light fell on his lenses, reflecting a dazzling circle of light.

Ming Dailan's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she stumbled forward, "You're here..."

She had waited so long, but he still came.

It's ironic to say that during this period of time she was chanting A Zun's name all day long, but when she really met Shang Zonghai, she didn't have the confidence to call it out.

When Ming Dailan got closer and closer to Shang Zonghai, her tears couldn't be restrained.

Half a meter away, an arm lay between the two of them, obstructing her steps.

Ming Dailan stood still, crossed that arm and wanted to grab Shang Zonghai's lapel, and choked up her heart, "Azun, listen to me, I have difficulties, I really..."

"There's no need to complain." Shang Zonghai waved her hand away, pursed his lips indifferently, "Your difficulties are not important."

Ming Dailan shook her head helplessly, "I know I mistrusted Xiao Hongdao, but you..."

"Okay." Shang Zonghai frowned impatiently, "You always feel that you are justifiable and have been used for most of your life, so you still have the face to argue for yourself?"

This was the first time Li Qiao heard such sharp irony from Shang Zonghai.

Ming Dailan opened her mouth halfway, and her breathing gradually became rapid, "I'm not arguing, it's the truth. You still care about me, right, otherwise...you won't come tonight."

Luo Xi said coolly from the side: "I'm sorry, I asked him to come here."

Ming Dailan stared at Shang Zonghai stubbornly, turning a deaf ear to her words, "Azun..."

"Stop barking." Luo Xi looked at Ming Dailan with deep eyes, "I still need your cooperation in my treatment two days later, calling your ex-husband over tonight is to give you a last chance to see him."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ming Dailan glared at each other, "I won't cooperate with you."

Luo Xi glanced at Shang Zonghai from the corner of his eye, and snorted half-smilingly, "Don't you feel ashamed of your son? Why are you refusing to cooperate now?"

Ming Dailan blinked, and said forcefully: "I may not be responsible for his illness, you..."

"Snapped--"

An abrupt and loud slap hit Ming Dailan's face.

Shang Zonghai moved his hand with such force that it directly knocked her to the ground.

Ming Dailan was stunned for a few seconds, her eardrums buzzed, and she became deaf for a while.

She lay on the ground with her face covered, and murmured in disbelief, "You hit me..."

At this moment, Shang Zonghai had one hand behind his back, his expression was unusually gloomy, "If you are still a human being, you shouldn't think that Shaoyan's illness has nothing to do with you."

Ming Dailan smiled wryly while crying, "When you hated me the most, you never beat me, Shang Zonghai, you have changed."

"Before I change my mind, you should cooperate with Shaoyan's treatment." Shang Zonghai stared at the ground with a cold and ruthless tone, "The lives of thirty members of your Ming family, as well as Xiao Yening's life, are all here. In your mind."

Ming Dailan staggered up from the ground, dazed for two seconds, and shook her head crying and laughing, "You know how to threaten me? If you have the ability, you can kill me too."

At this moment, Li Qiao clearly read the killing intent from Shang Zonghai's eyes.

He really wanted to kill her.

Li Qiao walked forward and said softly, "Dad, it's getting late, I'll take you downstairs."

Shang Zonghai closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at Luo Xi, "Don't let her die."

Luo Xi said there was no problem, but in his heart he found it extremely ridiculous.

He still can't bear it?

Outside the building, Li Qiao accompanied Shang Zonghai to walk towards the parking lot. She glanced sideways and asked in deliberation, "Luo Xi asked you to come over...do you have any other arrangements?"

"En." Shang Zonghai pinched the center of his brows, "Shaoyan's last hypnotherapy will be in two days, and Ming Dailan and I need to be present."

Li Qiao paused, "I also need you to come forward?"

Shang Zonghai responded with a sigh, "Boy Li Yun just talked to me. If he can completely guide Shaoyan out of that accident this time, he won't need MECT treatment."

The trouble should end it.

Even though Shaoyan's paranoid symptoms have shifted, the root cause is still in Ming Dailan.

Only by letting him let go of the past can it be regarded as rebirth.

Li Qiao nodded clearly, "Then Mrs. Xiao..."

Shang Zonghai raised his hand, stood sideways, and said with gentle eyes: "Girl, when I handed her over to you, I didn't plan to ask any more. No matter what happens to her in the end, she is the punishment she deserves."

"Thank you Dad."

Shang Zonghai smiled kindly, then bowed and got into the car.

In the carriage, the warmth on Shang Zonghai's face dissipated in an instant. He twirled the beads and said coldly: "Starting tomorrow, start the acquisition plan, let the Ming family go bankrupt and get out of Parma as soon as possible."

Wei Ang quickly said yes, turned the steering wheel, and asked: "Sir, if she continues to seek death..."

Shang Zonghai turned his head to look out of the window, his eyes were full of evil that was not easy to show, "People with limited mobility have no chance to commit suicide."

Wei Ang's eyelids twitched, and he had a premonition that the slap that Mr. Ming slapped Ming Dailan just now must have added something.

...

Two days later, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

At eight o'clock in the morning, there were many people hovering outside the psychiatric treatment room of the Royal Hospital.

Ming Dailan and Shang Zonghai had already been invited into the treatment room by Luo Xi, and He Chen, who hadn't seen him for many days, also appeared in the hospital, leaning against the window sill to wait for the final result.

Except for Li Qiao, no one knows what Luo Xi did to Ming Dailan.

This morning, she was pushed here in a wheelchair, with empty eyes, like a marionette without a soul.

She wasn't crazy, but her faith was destroyed, and she couldn't get out for a long time.

Ming Dailan didn't know what was wrong with her, she was so weak that she couldn't move all of a sudden.

And deep in the memory, there is a voice that keeps repeating a sentence: You are beautiful, but Azun doesn't love you.

Shang Zonghai is the last trump card that Ming Dailan regards as a life-saving straw.

Ming Dailan, who has been murdering for many years because of her beauty, has heard the most heartbreaking words: You are beautiful, but he doesn't love you.