Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 721: Chapter 721: Young Master, You Are Not Rational Today_1 Chapter 721: Chapter 721: Young Master, You Are Not Rational Today_1 “Show our guest out,” Xiao Lang ordered sternly.

Di Sheng came in through the door and gestured coldly towards Dr. Song.

“Dr. Song, if you would please.”

“You all…” Dr. Song was infuriated, but he could not resist. All he could do was leave in anger.

Before he left, he glared at Xiao Lang one last time.

His gaze was a complex mix of blame, unwillingness, and anger…

Jian Yufei stared at Dr. Song’s receding figure, feeling that something was off.

Dr. Song seemed very eager for her to regain her memory. His reaction was too proactive.

And it seemed like he and Xiao Lang were hiding something from her…

“Xiao Lang, is there something wrong with Dr. Song?” She stood up, asking with suspicion.

Xiao Lang took out a handkerchief and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. But Jian Yufei quickly moved away, giggling, “I can do it myself.”

She raised her wrist and randomly wiped her forehead with her sleeve.

She would rather dirty her sleeve than use his handkerchief…

Xiao Lang’s hand remained stiff in the air, gripping the handkerchief. He gradually lowered his hand.

“He’s fine,” He said lightly, “It’s just his occupational hazard acting up, hoping to cure you immediately. But he should consider your tolerance. He can’t do whatever he wants. Yufei, I’m sorry, I found you a really bad doctor.”

Jian Yufei nodded in understanding: “It’s okay. You were acting in my best interest. I won’t blame you.”

Xiao Lang reached out to smooth her disheveled hair, smiling gently, “You must be tired. Go back to your room and rest early.”

It was dark outside, and she indeed felt tired.

“Okay, I am going to rest. You should rest early too.”

“Alright, good night.”

“Good night.”

Jian Yufei turned around with a smile. But the moment she turned around, her smile suddenly disappeared.

Her gait was steady, but her eyes were empty and dull.

She walked into her room in a daze, closed the door, and sat on the bed, her face white and her body shaking uncontrollably.

Was that image real?

Was it her, stabbing Ruan Tianling in the chest with scissors?

How could it be her who hurt him…

Jian Yufei lifted her hands, staring at her soft, pale palms. Suddenly, she felt her hands were dirty.

Because these hands had once picked up scissors and hurt the man she loved the most!

What happened that made her attempt to kill him?

Jian Yufei curled up on the bed, clutching her chest tightly. She was at a loss and didn’t dare to think too much.

Turns out her past is not so simple after all.

Maybe, as Xiao Lang said, if she regained her memory, she would suffer.

She was already suffering without the memory.

Once recovered, she would probably wish she were dead…

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After Jian Yufei left, the smile on Xiao Lang’s face also vanished.

He had a stern face, and his dark eyes were gloomy.

“Young Master…” Di Sheng stepped forward wanting to say something, but was stopped by him.

“You don’t have to say anything.”

Still, Di Sheng spoke: “Young Master, you are not rational today.”

Rational…

Xiao Lang gave a bitter laugh. He wished he could be rational.

If he was rational enough, he would let Jian Yufei regain her memory according to the plan.

But his rationality was unable to overcome his emotions.

He didn’t want to force her…

“Young Master, the Master wants to video call you.” Di Sheng received a phone call and relayed the message indifferently.