Spoiled Wild Wife - C57

The man was shocked and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

You Ran looked at him without speaking, Ling Hu Ming Lang tightly furrowed his brows as he stared at him. Was it really possible for a person with such poor mental fortitude to survive in the acting world?

He had never thought that he would die just like that.

After releasing Ling Hu Ming Lang, Ling Hu Ming Lang rushed to the front of the railings and watched You Ran plummet down the stairs.

“Mom, I’m going to die,” You Ran muttered as he suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Ling Hu Ming Lang who was on the railing looking down. He couldn’t help but laugh.

Bang…

Feeling like his head was going to explode, You Ran held his head. He never thought that death would make him feel so uncomfortable, but he smelt the smell of disinfectant, was there a hospital in Heaven? How unlucky.

Slowly opening his eyes and looking at the white world, You Ran could not help but sneer twice. How ironic, he died young just like that. Suddenly, You Ran saw a head come closer to him as he stared at him in a daze.

“NO! Demon!” He suddenly exclaimed and sat up. He bumped his head against it, and his brain seemed to have fallen apart. The divine horse inside shook for a while. “It hurts!” You Ran yelled as he held his head. This pain seemed to be real.

“You’re awake? Ling Hu Ming Lang stared at her and said. You Ran raised his head and looked at him. Indeed, even if he became an angel, he would still not be gentle at all.

“There’s no need. He’s already dead and I can’t feel hungry …” Ling Hu Ming Lang’s brows tightened as he grabbed the collapsed You Ran.

“Die your head! Get up and eat!”

“Huh?” You Ran stared blankly at the furious Ling Hu Ming Lang. “He could clearly feel the warmth and texture of his palm as he grabbed his hand and squeezed it.” I’m not dead? He really didn’t die? “I actually didn’t die, great, I actually didn’t die!” You Ran yelled as he got off the bed and grabbed Ling Hu Ming Lang.

Seeing him act that way, Ling Hu Ming Lang’s face changed. He slapped her down and pulled her off his body.

“You really are even more crazy than before. Your brain must be damaged, I’ll go find a doctor for you,” Ling Hu Ming Lang said as he turned around and walked out of the sickroom. You Ran looked at him. A smile appeared on his face.

The “fox” yelled and rushed forward, hugging him from behind. Ling Hu Ming Lang allowed him to hug her like this, as the corner of his mouth pulled out into a slight smile.

Sure enough, she was still her. Even if she was resurrected from the dead, she was still her Ji You Ran.

Finally sitting obediently on the sickbed, Ling Hu Ming Lang scooped up a spoonful of rice and brought it to her mouth. You Ran shook his head, seeing the murderous look in his eyes, he opened his mouth wide and forced it open.

“The doctor said that eating more is better and faster.” This doctor must be immoral, You Ran muttered in his heart, but he still obediently listened to this Nurse Linghu’s words, eating and sleeping well.

Because, someone said, on the day she was sent to the hospital, a man had used all his might to pull the woman back from the gates of hell. A man stood still for twenty-four hours, clutching her hand. Therefore, she had to quickly get better for that man.

Other than the police and professional journalists, no one else came to visit during these few days of lying in the hospital. Most of the time, it was Ling Hu Ming Lang who guarded the hospital, and no matter how much You Ran objected, he didn’t obediently return.

He had to take care of the Voss’s work and he also had to take care of him. It was obvious that he was exhausted.

It wasn’t easy for You Ran to drag him back to her room to rest under the pressure of the cold weather today, which made him happy to have nothing to do.

Sure enough, that matter was related to Ling Hu Ming Lang. What? His hand could transform a woman’s life? This was like a ghost, causing so many women with dreams to rush over.

Amongst the tens of thousands of people, only a few tens would be able to get elected. Those who had failed would more or less be crushed by their own setbacks, so how could Ling Hu Ming Lang afford to take on such a responsibility?

The tragedy this time could be considered a lesson, Ling Hu Ming Lang should learn to be a little more obedient.

With a lollipop in his mouth, he flipped through today’s newspaper. The headlines were really fresh, they actually made him a national hero overnight.

What was a national hero? He had saved the dream lovers of millions of young girls, so he had become a national hero. He threw the newspaper to the side speechlessly and took a deep breath.

The buckle …

Knocking on the door, You Ran frowned. Who would come to see her at this time?

“En”, the door was pushed open, and a noble woman walked in. You Ran quickly took out a candy and threw it into the trash can, then sat up.

How rare, Chen Xi Ning would actually visit them. It was clear that it was outside of You Ran’s expectations. She was most likely here to intimidate You Ran again!