An Ran looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of her in surprise. It turned out to be Ahao!
"Why are you here... Where is Sheng Manru?" she asked strangely.
Ah Hao was carrying an exquisite small suitcase in his hand. He had a stern face and a tall and strong figure, seemingly as before.
However, there seems to be something different about him.
"She's fine." Ahao put down the suitcase, opened the zipper on one side, and took out leather gloves, a syringe and two medicines.
An Ran looked at him puzzled and asked, "Ahao, what are you doing?"
"This is the miscarriage medicine." Ahao put on gloves first, and then showed the glass bottle of medicine to her. "I'm going to inject you with the miscarriage medicine now."
"Why?" An Ran looked at this strange man who suddenly appeared in confusion. "I'm fine now and don't need to have a baby..."
"I'm going to let you see something later, which may have a certain impact on your emotions. Just in case, I'll give you a fetal-preservative injection first."
As Ah Hao spoke, he quickly opened the medicine and pumped the medicine into the syringe.
"Uh, you...can still take injections?" An Ran discovered another hidden skill of the Dark Island members.
"It'll be fine soon, don't move." Ahao pulled open the neckline of her dress, revealing a bit of her shoulders.
Before An Ran could say anything, the needle was accurately inserted into the deltoid muscle of her left arm. Before she could cry out in pain, all the medicine was pushed into her body.
After pulling out the needle, Ahao pressed the eye of her needle with sterile cotton.
An Ran was speechless.
How can there be such a person! No matter what happens, he will give her an injection when he meets her.
"Hold it for a while," Ah Hao told her. "Be careful of the needle eye bleeding."
An Ran wasn't too happy, but she still held down the sterile cotton obediently.
Ahao brought a pillow and stuffed it into her arms, letting her sit firmly against the back of the chair. Then he took out his mobile phone and called up a live broadcast of the wedding.
An Ran was completely confused by his series of confusing behaviors, and she didn't even know what he wanted to do.
She opened her mouth and was about to ask a few questions, but she saw him tapping the phone and motioning for her to look at the screen.
An Ran had no choice but to close her mouth and glance at the ongoing wedding on the screen in confusion.
With just one glance, her expression changed drastically, and she instinctively wanted to jump up.
Ah Hao pressed her shoulder firmly with a big hand, preventing her from getting up. A deep voice sounded in her ears: "Don't get excited, keep reading."
An Ran felt his temples pounding, and he pinched the pillow in his arms with both hands. His whole body was in a state of extreme shock and extreme self-doubt.
What's going on? Why are Nie Canghao and Bai Ling holding a wedding? When did this happen?
"This is what just happened. It was broadcast live. You read that right, he married Bai Ling!" Ah Hao seemed to be able to hear the questions in An Ran's heart and answered them one by one.
An Ran heard her trembling voice and stammered: "He, why did he do this...I, we haven't divorced yet..."
She has been clamoring for divorce all day long, but they haven't divorced yet!
Nie Canghao couldn't wait to divorce her before marrying Bai Ling?
Bai Ling knew that Nie Canghao hadn't divorced yet, so she couldn't wait to hold a wedding with him?
How anxious these two people were!
An Ran lowered her head and glanced at her belly.
Oh, even though her belly is so big, she has never been in a hurry - she has never urged Nie Canghao to hold a wedding!
Her dull eyes returned to the phone screen, but she seemed to be stabbed hard by something again.
If Ah Hao's big hand hadn't been pressing her shoulders, she couldn't help but bounce up.
She saw Bai Ling put a men's wedding ring on Nie Canghao's slender and beautiful finger. The two intertwined their fingers intimately and smiled together as they faced the blessings of the guests and the priest.
The pillow slipped from her arms and fell to the ground, as if she was at the bottom of her heart at this moment.
The video stopped at the moment when Bai Ling put on the wedding ring for Nie Canghao, and the dove egg diamond ring on Bai Ling's finger also shone in the camera, severely burning An Ran's eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, An Ran turned her eyes to Ahao beside her. She heard her own hoarse voice: "We are not divorced yet."
"I know." Ahao looked at her condescendingly and continued, "He knows too."
"He's bullying!" An Ran wanted to shout, but she found that her voice was shaking badly.
Ahao pursed his lips and reminded her cruelly: "He has been bullying you!"
An Ran seemed to have been slapped hard, and his whole body froze in embarrassment.
"The question now is, are you willing to continue to be bullied by him?" Ahao asked her.
An Ran said angrily: "I don't like self-abuse. What do you mean by being willing to continue to be bullied by him! I want to divorce him..."
"It's useless!" Ahao interrupted her mercilessly, his sharp words piercing her heart like a knife: "You know better than me, he can't divorce you!"
An Ran almost bit her lip. She pressed her hands on the table, turned her eyes to the dazzling array of objects, and murmured: "Why did he send these things to me this morning..."
"Let you play," Ah Hao told her. "If you just sit here and play with these things, you won't go out and run around, so as not to ruin his good things."
safely:"……"
"What are you doing?" Ahao held her shoulders again to prevent her from moving.
"I'm going to throw all these things into the trash can!" An Ran's voice was hoarse, but she didn't cry this time.
Her eyes were dry to the point of aches, her hands were shaking, her whole body was shaking, and even her anger was powerless.
Wave after wave of profound coldness spread from her heart, and her limbs were trembling with cold.
Ah Hao immediately fetched her a coat and put it on, speaking faster: "We don't have much time, we must act as soon as possible. Listen to me..."
An Ran's mind was groggy, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of half-dream and half-awake.
Ah Hao's words seemed to be murmuring intermittently in her ears: "... He is extremely alert and may notice my return at any time. We must leave immediately..."
An Ran raised her head and saw Ah Hao's lips moving, but she couldn't quite hear what he said.
It wasn't until he said the last words that she finally understood - "I'll take you away!"