Sweet Wife in My Arms

Suddenly, a loud clang echoed from outside, as if something was blown by a big gust of wind.

Sun Yuhan was shaken by the sudden noise, and her forehead was beaded with sweat from the shock.

Then, her face turned ashen pale.

This was a private ward, which housed the famous actress Su Muran, a former public figure. Alas, Best Actress Su had long lost her former beauty, with her face dull and her cheeks hollowed. She was so gaunt; she was almost skin and bones only, even the shape of her facial bones was clearly visible. It seemed as though she was waiting for her life to wither away. Every day, she would look forward to the dawn, but was terrified of the dusk. She was paranoid that she would not wake up again when tomorrow arrived. She wanted to live on, but who could help her? Her time was running out, and her days were truly numbered. She could lose her precious life the day after tomorrow, or tomorrow, or even in another few moments.

Someone pushed the door open from the outside without even knocking. The guest was a person she knew, but she was reluctant to meet anyone in her current condition. After all, she was once a glamorous star, with uncountable fans and suitors.

Who would want to display their half-dead appearance to others?

Especially Su Muran, a woman who was an absolute prodigy.

This was the most devastating blow to her in her entire life.

It could even be one of her biggest disappointments in life that she could not overcome.

Lights penetrated from the doorway, and once again, the familiar scent of hospital disinfectant drifted in. Su Muran did not feel like talking, probably because she had not spoken for a long time. Besides, she did not have the strength or energy for conversation.

She was exhausted from this daily cycle of living and waiting on death's door. She did not want to die; she was terrified of death, and was even more mortified when someone mentioned this jinxed word.

"You don't seem too well?"

Su Muran was slightly irked by the voice of the female visitor.

She opened her eyes, reached for the first thing she could on the table, and flung it at the person.

"Leave! Get out! Get out of this room, right now! I don't want to see you!"

With a loud clang, a glass smashed onto the floor, shattering into countless pieces. Su Muran was holding onto her chest, panting heavily as her face turned even paler. Her countenance was white as a blank paper, or rather, a piece of paper that could breathe.

Sun Yuhan avoided the glass shards on the floor and walked carefully over, before standing next to the bed, and looking down at Su Muran's face. She was now thin as a living corpse, no wonder Lu Qin abandoned her and chose another woman instead. Even if he did not get together with Sun Yuhan, he would still be with some other girl.

If she was a man, she would have surely done the same too.

"Get out." Su Muran turned around and repeated the threat again. However, her voice was lifeless, without the imposing force.

Sun Yuhan pulled a chair over and sat down. Dressed in a branded suit, her body emanated a pleasant aroma with a lovely floral fragrance. The makeup on her face was delicate and meticulous, exactly like her outfit.

Who would have thought? Not too long ago, she was simply a poor girl who was doing odd jobs everywhere, sleeping in a tiny room next to her toilet.

However, she was not anyone, but the granddaughter of the Ye family. Her grandfather was Ye Jian Guo and her uncle was Ye Chuji. Furthermore, she was the lawful heir of the Ye family. There was a private airport within her estate, and the wealth that she had accumulated this year could earn her a place among the world's richest.

Thus, she had the rights and the capital.

"You…you get out..." Su Muran was still murmuring the same thing and tried raising her hand for the nurse alarm. However, no matter how many times she tried, drenching herself in sweat in the process, her frail body still could not reach the button.

Her pale face finally had some color, but it was a bluish tint.

"Don't worry, I'm also not interested in having a long conversation with a half-dead person like you. I'm just here to tell you something."

Sun Yu twirled her newly-dyed burgundy hair, and perked her seductive lips that were as red as blood.

Then, she suddenly lowered her body and leaned close to Su Muran's ear.

"I came here to let you know that there's someone who had the same blood type as you. Her bone marrow must be a match for you. Do you want to know who she is?

Immediately, Su Muran's body trembled, and her eyes widened roundly. The desire to survive in her eyes was so potent, it could almost pierce a person.

"I can see you are dying to find out the person's name." Sun Yuhan covered her mouth and let out a sultry laugh, saying, "Don't worry. Even though Lu Qin chose me finally, I still came here to bring you good news. You won't lose on this one. After all, you are not short of men, but you only have one life."

"So, Miss Su, would you like to know?" The smirk on her red lips was glaringly maleficent, but as far as Su Muran was concerned, this was an ecstatic piece of news. It made her blood surge and every cell in her body quiver with hopeful anticipation.

"Who is it?"

Her voice croaked, as if she had grasped a straw to free her from the clutch of death. She did not want to die, nor was she willing to die just like that. She wanted to live on, she must live on, and she had to live on.

"Hehe…"

Sun Yuhan sniggered again, the sound of her laughter pierced through the frozen air. On the outside, the blizzard was intense, while everywhere was blanketed with ice and snow.

...

Yan Huan gently shook one side of the cot, while holding a pellet drum in her hands.

"Qi darling, call Mummy."

She was coaxing Lu Qi to mimic her. Lu Qi had always been an obedient child. Among the three kids, he was the easiest to take care of. He never cried as much since he was young. Indeed, he had the temperament of the eldest child, and had set a great example for his two younger siblings. If the big brother was not crying, the second child would never make a fuss.

As for Little Xunxun, she was a special case, and would cry a lot. Not only would she make a big scene, but she would also rope in her two older brothers in the fuss as well. Furthermore, she would not stop until they joined in on her pandemonium.

The personality of the Lu family's little princess was starting to show.

She was overly domineering.

Lu Qi blinked his big googly eyes that looked like a pair of blackcurrants, waving his tiny hands around as he babbled.

"Ma…"

"Mama…"

He happily waved his little hands and feet, he had already mastered how to call his Mama. Then there was little Lu Guang who would nap all day long. Acting like a big boss, he snoozed constantly and rarely moved his little limbs. As he ate and napped so much, his growth was the fastest among the three children, and he was also the heaviest. According to Old Master Lu, he felt that little Lu Qi was going to grow up into an incredible person despite his indolence. Anyway, he was accumulating all his energy to grow up, after all.