The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife - Chapter 2075

Chapter 2075: Interact (1)

It was almost dusk, and the quiet cemetery, which was buried with thousands of peaceful creatures, was exceptionally quiet.

On the edge of the quiet path, Leng Xinran was quietly tidying up the flowers and plants on the side.

The weather was already a little warm, and she was only wearing black clothes and black pants. Her silent and thin appearance made her look very thin. The gentle sunset slowly shone on her body, and at that moment, she actually looked a little absent-minded.

It was said that she had guarded this tranquil cemetery for many years and had taken good care of it, allowing the dead creatures in this pure land to rest in peace.

Leng Xinran had guarded the entire night last night, and she had also replaced a person during the day, so she had been busy until now. She looked exhausted, but she was still in good spirits.

After spring, the flowers, plants, and trees here began to grow crazily, so their work began to get busy. The tranquil cemetery was very large, and it was almost one of the largest cemeteries in the city. It buried thousands of creatures, which took up more than half of the hill.

After tidying up the last pot of flowers, Leng Xinran took a towel to wipe her hands. She straightened her back and glanced at the gentle man standing at the bottom of the stairs

Lan Xiu.

She frowned and walked over.

“You shouldn’t have come here.”

Leng Xinran’s thin body walked over, and her faint voice reached Lan Xiu’s ears.

Lan Xiu followed her.

“Where else do you think I should go?”

Lan Xiu asked back.

Leng Xinran paused for a moment, turned her gaze away, and glanced at him. “You could’ve given me a call.”

Even her father was unwilling to come to this place. Every time he went back, he would say that the negative energy on her was too strong.

“I don’t believe that.”

After interacting with her for so many months, he could roughly understand the meaning behind her words.

Hearing this, Leng Xinran lowered her eyes and did not say anything. She continued walking down the stairs.

“Here, every tombstone represents a story. They will occasionally tell these stories. Although you have not experienced it personally, there are many places where you can always experience a different feeling.”

Leng Xinran turned her head and glanced at the tombstone in front of her. After a long while, she sighed, “I’ve been guarding this place for many years. When I thought about leaving, I actually felt a little reluctant.”

Other than her, the Leng family did not have any children. Her father had not been well recently, so she was afraid that she would not be able to stay here for long. Sooner or later, she would have to return to the Leng family.

“Isn’t it good to keep some things in your heart?”

Lan Xiu thought for a moment and replied.

At this time, Leng Xinran had returned to her usual indifference. She did not continue the topic. “Did you come from the hospital?”

Lan Xiu nodded. His eyes were a little solemn. He looked at Leng Xinran and said, “President Leng’s test report is out. It’s confirmed to be uremia. The hospital has arranged time for his dialysis…”

Leng Xinran listened and paused for a moment. A dim light flashed in her eyes and disappeared in an instant. She did not say anything but continued to walk down the stairs.

After washing her hands and changing into her usual casual clothes, Leng Xinran got into the car. Lan Xiu, who was in the driver’s seat, watched her fasten her seatbelt before he started the car slowly.

“Let’s go to the hospital first. If you’re not very hungry, I’ll treat you to dinner tonight.”

After driving for a long distance, Leng Xinran suddenly spoke in a low voice. As she spoke, her gaze was still lingering on the street outside.

“Since you’ve already said so, if I refute you, it would seem that I have no grace.”

Lan Xiu said this calmly and sped up slightly. When he looked at her, he saw that although she was expressionless, there was a gloomy expression between her brows. He thought for a moment and said, “Don’t worry too much. Although President Leng is like this, the doctor said that there is still hope for a cure.”

Lan Xiu did not know how to comfort the woman beside him.

“I know how the situation is. You don’t have to comfort me.”

Leng Xinran said these few words indifferently. She turned her head and looked out of the window quietly. The sky outside had already fallen silent. There was only a faint golden light on the horizon.

When Leng Xinling died in her arms, her tears had dried up and she was numb.

Back then, did the doctor not say that it would be fine too?

Did the doctor not also say that she could do a bone marrow transplant?

But what happened after that? In the end, she still could not stay. Sometimes, she thought that she still wanted to believe in fate. Otherwise, why did the people who were with her seem to be cursed and get into misfortunes one after another?

When she arrived at the hospital, the sky had already darkened. Leng Xinran quietly got out of the car and walked straight into the hospital. Her father, Leng Mingyi’s ward was on the 17th floor.

She also took the elevator and went straight up. Lan Xiu quietly followed behind her.

The corridor of the hospital was very spacious. The rhythmic footsteps echoed in the long corridor. Lan Xiu, who was following behind her, could hear the heaviness in them.

‘Knock knock—’

Outside the ward, Leng Xin gently knocked on the door and opened it. However, before she could react, she felt a cold wind coming from the west. A piercing pain brushed past her face. Leng Xinran subconsciously closed her eyes, then, a shattering sound was heard.

“You jinx, what are you doing here! You are neither human nor ghost. It’s all your fault! Your fate is so tough. No one will end will when they are with you. Why don’t you die! Why isn’t you the one who’s unfortunate? Why!”

Following the sound of the broken porcelain, a woman’s heart-wrenching crying and curses followed.

Leng Xinran ignored the pain on her face. She lowered her head to look at the broken teacup beside her, then raised her head to look at the ward

On the bed, Leng Mingyi had yet to wake up. The woman guarding the side was the woman Leng Mingyi had remarried. Her stepmother, Ye Xiaolian, was originally a secretary by her father’s side.

“Why don’t you blame yourself? Before you married my father, the Leng family had a smooth ride. After you married into the family, this family fell apart.”

Leng Xinran glanced at her indifferently and walked in with big strides.

“Leng Xinran, how dare you talk to me like that! I’m your mother!”

“How dare you call yourself my mother? Does a mistress who rose to power through despicable means have the right to be my mother? Are you kidding me?”

Leng Xinran had a disdainful look on her face. She sneered sarcastically and stopped at Leng Mingyi’s bed. Ignoring Ye Xiaolian’s provocation, she pressed the call button.