Chapter 400 The Red Second Generation’s Abandoned Former Wife (53)
Bai Weiwei went inside and walked to the bathroom to wash her face.
The system wondered: “Can’t depression be cured? Although recurrence is easy, I think it can be cured, ah.”
Bai Weiwei serenely wiped her face with a towel. “I don’t have depression.”
The system thought, “So what’s your condition that can’t be treated?”
The host had always been healthy as cow, it couldn’t see any disease.
Instead, It was Su Shian who was going to be tossed until he ascended to heaven.
Bai Weiwei looked in the mirror, gently covered her face, and sighed: “Narcissism, I feel I’m especially good looking every day.”
System: “No, you have face-as-thick-as-a-wall disease.”
Bai Weiwei suddenly felt somewhat unable to touch her face.
On the weekend, Chen Wenfeng really did come to pick her up.
Bai Weiwei got into the car, her expression unenthusiastic.
She had seen countless cardiologist doctors, but she had never seen a psychiatrist.
When she got in the car, they were followed by another car.
Su Shian saw the car in front of him. His eyes were red and the top of his head was green.
It had been a week. After she said she was going to get divorced, she didn’t even come to see him.
She wasn’t worried about him dying in the hospital.
He finally couldn’t help checking up on her today and found that she was actually with Chen Wenfeng.
His heart was unbearably sad, unbearably in pain.
This time was his most realistic portrayal.
He couldn’t help but drag his unwell body and let the driver carry him in the car.
Just to glare at Chen Wenfeng.
He didn’t dare let Bai Weiwei know. After all, he said he’d let go. To regret in less than a week was too humiliating.
The car followed all the way there.
Su Shian couldn’t see what they were doing in the car, so he was impatient.
The driver couldn’t help but say, “Young master, your body can’t endure. We should return.”
Su Shian: “I’m just in a bad mood, my health is fine.”
Driver: “Do you want to listen to a happy song, to adjust the mood?”
Su Shian said shortly: “Put it on and let’s go.”
The driver turned on the music.
A cheerful female voice came out in a mad burst.
“First you want to separate. Break up, separate. Now you try to coax me with words of love as bait. You want to sell love, buy and sell, negotiate…… But your love’s too late……“1
Love Bargain2, gave his whole body a shock.
Su Shian almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, “Shut it off for me.”
Su Shian followed along the entire way to the psychological counseling center.
Chen Wenfeng turned out to have come with her to treat her depression.
Su Shian wanted to go in, but was also worried about her condition worsening if Bai Weiwei saw him.
He was like an ant in a hot pan. He was pacing around and around outside.
It wasn’t easy for him. Finally, he saw them come out.
Su Shian had just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chen Wenfeng, that rabbit, reach out to touch her shoulder.
He glared violently at Chen Wenfeng’s hand, chop, chop, chop.
Bai Weiwei looked up and smiled gently.
Su Shian suddenly felt his aggrieved tears fall down.
They got in the car and started it.
Su Shian was just about to order that they follow the car, when several cars from who knew where abruptly rushed out.
The black cars hit Chen Wenfeng’s car.
The tragic sound made Su Shian mind blank.
Weiwei was in that car. She was pregnant.
Su Shian went insane, “Go save those people.”
The driver just wanted to protect Su Shian, “There are too many people. Young master, let’s go back and call for help.”
Having said that, the driver immediately took off, trying to get out this dangerous place quickly.
Su Shian reached out and grabbed the driver’s neck from the back seat.
1: “当初是你要分开，分开就分开，现在又要用真爱把我哄回来，爱情不是你想卖想买就能卖…… 放手你的爱……” Heavens! Songs might be worse than poems! So what we have here is 7,5,12,12,5 every line rhymes and the first two lines end in the same words. I did my best.↩
2: 爱情买卖: I’m 99% sure it’s a real song sung by Murong Xiaoxiao. Props to @TheWhiteBook for an excellent stab at making the lyrics convey the same message while still sounding poetic/lyrical in English.↩