Sweet Wife in My Arms

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"Miss Su," Sun Yuhan finally opened her mouth. After staring at the other person for some time, she finally came to the main topic of their discussion.

"Yan Huan has the same blood group as you, trust me…" As she moved closer to Su Muran's ears, she whispered each word slowly and unhurriedly, as if she was afraid that Su Muran would miss anything.

"In this world, no one's blood or bone marrow will be more suitable for you. It's the same RH blood group system AB blood type, and the same…"

"Hehe…" she covered her own mouth and began to laugh, as if she had thought of something interesting.

No, not something fun, but something funny, extremely funny.

However, of course, only she knew about it. As for Su Muran, if she knew about it, she definitely would not let Yan Huan continue to live.

As the dog-eat-dog days were starting soon, she hungered to watch a riveting drama unfold.

She took her bag, and stood up.

Then, she opened the door, wore her high heels and walked out. Only the lingering fragrance of the branded perfume on her body remained, while the warmth of the mug on the table slowly dissipated away.

"Yan Huan, Yan Huan!"

Su Muran tightly grabbed onto her fingers, with her teeth constantly clenched. When she finally released her grip, the roots of her teeth still continued to ache.

Then, Muran donned her hat, scarf, and spectacles, before finally putting on a coat that seemed that could wrap her entire body. However, when she saw the reflection of her figure in the glass before her, she quickly covered her own face. She refused to see her reflection in the mirror, as she was scared of her ugliness and that her disguise would make her seem subhuman.

When she returned, she saw that Su Qingdong was holding her own son. He could not conceal the joy on his expression, having obtained a son at such an old age. It did not matter how the son came about, but for a man that had no son, this was the greatest surprise in his entire lifetime. Now, he had a successor, and the Su family would also have a descendant.

Of course, he had no such thoughts initially. Because of Su Muran's illness, Old Master Su was so worried that he became unwell and aged greatly. When he heard that he had a grandchild, his mood seemed to have completely recovered.

This did not mean that he did not love Su Muran, or was not worried about her illness. However, for a human to live, there had to be something to look forward to.

Su Muran's stared coldly at her brother in Su Qingdong's arms, with a menacing sneer on her gaunt face. Younger brother, hehe, younger brother. The true heir of the Su family... What purpose did she have now? Perhaps, these people wished that she was dead, so that this bast*rd would inherit the entire Su family. Perhaps, even Su Qingdong harbor the same thought as well.

"Ran Ran, you've come home."

Su Qingdong quickly hugged his son tightly, as if he was scared of the current Su Muran. Her mood was very unpredictable, especially when she saw Su Mucheng, her eyes would turn viciously cold like a poisonous snake.

Su Mucheng was the name that Old Master Su gave to his grandchild. Mucheng Mucheng, this name was easy to recognize. The expectations he had for his grandchild, was for him to inherit everything that belonged to the Su family.

"Father, "Su Muran blandly shouted. Not only she was abandoned by Lu Qin, but even her father and grandfather had ignored her.

She walked past Su Qingdong and turned around to have a quick glance, seeing her younger brother in the arms of Su Qingdong. His blood type was different from her, but he was her brother. No, he could also be regarded as her cousin's son.

Was there anything funnier than our family in this world?

Her cousin became her father's lover, and even gave birth to her younger brother. However, this entire drama was still caused by Su Muran. She did not rescue herself, but had quickened her journey to destruction. Even if she died, she would never be at peace. This was because the child who was born because of her fate, did not save her life ultimately. Instead, he took everything away from her.

I, Su Muran, would not make the promise. Even after I die, I wouldn't do it.

She turned around, and noticed that Zhu Meina was standing at the side and sneering at her.

She walked directly toward Zhu Meina, and halted when she passed by her.

"You disgust me."

"The feeling's mutual." Zhu Meina raised her finger, and gazed at the diamond ring on it. All men were equal, they liked new things and hated the old ones. No man could reject a young girl's body, not even Su Qingdong who always appeared serious and proper.

"Oh yeah, I think it's about time, right?" Zhu Meina's exquisite red lips brazenly hurled mockeries and insults at Su Muran.

Su Muran's face promptly turned ashen pale. She was so angry that her entire body started trembling and becoming numb. Suddenly, she felt that her vision was fading into complete darkness, and attempted to grab onto something. Before she blacked out, she obviously saw Zhu Meina standing in front of her. If she had reached out with her hands, she would not fall down. Her hands were still frantically scrambling around, but she could only grasp at nothingness.

With a loud crash, she fell heavily on the ground, as if she had shattered every bone in her entire body.

"Ran Ran…" She seemed to hear Su Qingdong calling her, so she used all her strength to open her eyes, unwilling to shut it without resistance. Then, she heard many voices around her. It seemed that they were busy doing something, while Su Qingdong, her father, was standing nearby and carrying his son.

"Ranran, Ranran…"

Zhu Xianglan scurried over hurriedly, and swiftly helped Su Muran up from the ground. She saw that Su Muran's eyes were wide open, barely any life seemed to remain in her. Bright red blood stained Zhu Xianglan's palms completely, it was from Su Muran's head.

"Blood… Blood…"

Zhu Xianglan suddenly shrieked terrifyingly, as if she was a psycho.

Su Qingdong stepped back out of instinct, still firmly protecting his son who was in his arms, without loosening his grip at all.

Zhu Xianglan raised her hands, and saw the fresh blood covering her hands. At the horrific sight, her brain seemed to buzz while her vision began to blur.

Suddenly, she rushed out and shouted, "Call the ambulance, call the ambulance, quickly call the ambulance…" However, her loud voice terrified the kid in Su Qingdong's embrace, causing him to wail loudly.

Su Qingdong was also thunderstruck, and widened his eyes. As he stared at Su Muran lying on the floor, intense fear gripped his heart. Even though the child in his arms was bawling deafeningly, he was in a daze and forgot to console him. He simply allowed the child to scream at the top of his lungs, almost crying himself to death.