When Tang Ruan saw the crowd pouring in at the door of the ward, she suddenly covered her face and let out a shrill scream.
The group of people surged in all at once and directly ford a tight circle around Tang Ruan, who was lying on the floor.
Tang Yige was secretly shocked.
She had never expected so many... reporters to suddenly appear in a VIP ward.
Tang Yige saw Tang Yuwen, who had originally been sitting beside Tang Ruan, crawl out from the reporters’ encirclent in utter embarrassnt. He got up, trembling as he pressed himself against the wall, staring in terror at those reporters swarming Tang Ruan like "zombies" closing in on at, his face deathly pale.
"What, what’s going on..."
Zhou Xueran was terrified and suddenly grabbed Tang Yige’s hand.
Tang Yige drew in a breath, just about to comfort her.
The reporters’ questions ca over one after another, overlapping in a cacophony.
"Miss Tang Ruan, now that you’re in this state, do you regret being a howrecker and inserting yourself as the other woman into soone else’s marriage?"
"Song Yiweng is truly devoted to Miss Tang Ruan. In order to be with you, he didn’t hesitate to harm his own flesh and blood. Miss Tang Ruan, although Song Yiweng took all the bla in court for killing his own child, does this really have nothing to do with you at all?"
"Miss Tang Ruan has yet to apologize to the victim. Is it because you feel you did nothing wrong?"
"Miss Tang Ruan, as a well-known violinist, you still did sothing this shaless. Do you think you’re worthy of the fans who support you?"
"Young Master Rong of the Rong Family, Rong Sinan, probably divorced Miss Tang Ruan because he found out about what happened between you and Mr. Song Yiweng, right?"
"I heard that from childhood the one Young Master Rong liked was Miss Tang Ruan’s elder sister, Ms. Tang Yige, but because of a misunderstanding he married you instead. Was that misunderstanding caused by Miss Tang Ruan?"
Take note.
This reporter addressed Tang Ruan as Miss Tang Ruan, yet addressed Tang Yige as Ms. Tang Yige.
On an ordinary day, calling soone ’Miss’ wouldn’t matter, but in this particular situation, the distinction was huge.
"Miss Tang Ruan, previously Mr. Song Yiweng sent word asking you to go see him, but you didn’t go. Mr. Song Yiweng did his utmost to protect Miss Tang Ruan, yet Miss Tang Ruan wouldn’t even agree to this small request of his. Does that an Miss Tang Ruan actually doesn’t like Mr. Song Yiweng at all? Did Miss Tang Ruan choose to be with Mr. Song Yiweng rely to show off your own allure? Or is it that Miss Tang Ruan is simply fond of tearing other people’s families apart?"
"Don’t ask , ah... don’t ask ... Get out, go away..."
Tang Ruan’s desperate shrieks were almost drowned out by the layers of reporters’ questions and the incessant clicking of shutters.
The reporters’ questions grew sharper and sharper, stabbing right at the heart, and they kept coming.
The ward was in utter chaos.
Tang Yuwen looked at the group of reporters who seed to have gone mad and cried in utter powerlessness.
The hand Tang Yige had caught in Zhou Xueran’s grip throbbed with pain.
Tang Yige’s eyes closed slightly, and even her stunningly beautiful face carried a hint of pallor.
So.
No matter when it was.
Seeing a scene like this, she still couldn’t stop that faint ache in her heart.
Rong Sinan stared coldly at everything before him, his heart at this mont numbed by rampant hatred.
In Rong Sinan’s eyes, everything Tang Ruan was suffering now was still far from enough!
The chaos in the ward continued until Tang Ruan couldn’t take it anymore, collapsed, fainted, and was sent for ergency treatnt; only then did it finally stop.
The reporters finally left the ward, but they didn’t leave the hospital; instead, they went to block the entrance to the ergency room.
"Wuu... wuu."
The sudden, powerless wailing from Tang Yuwen in the ward made Zhou Xueran squeeze Tang Yige’s hand even tighter.
The color drained from Tang Yige’s face until it was almost transparent.
She watched Tang Yuwen with his back to them, leaning against the wall and crying.
Zhou Xueran had woken up already feeling stifled and weighed down; her whole presence seed to weaken all at once.
With Tang Ruan being wheeled into ergency care, the murderous aura all over Rong Sinan finally began to slowly disperse. He loosened the fist he had been clenching tight.
He slowly turned his bloodshot eyes to look at Tang Yige.
When he saw how bloodlessly pale her face was, Rong Sinan’s expression abruptly tightened. He strode forward in a few quick steps, grabbed her shoulders from behind, and pulled her into his arms.
Tang Yige turned her face against his chest, her eyes lightly closed, her voice hoarse as she said, "Call the doctor."
Rong Sinan’s body jolted slightly; he lowered his gaze to look at Tang Yige, his expression taut.
Tang Yige shook her head.
Rong Sinan’s eyes darkened; only then did he look toward Zhou Xueran on the hospital bed.
Seeing Zhou Xueran’s face ashen, her breathing labored, Rong Sinan squeezed Tang Yige’s shoulder and hurried out to call for a doctor.
Tang Yige dropped her gaze to look at her own hand that had been scratched open by Zhou Xueran. She felt as if all the strength in her body had been drained—her body weak, and her heart even weaker.
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