Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife
Chapter 363 Su Family Bankruptcy (1)

Chapter 363: Chapter 363 Su Family Bankruptcy (1)

When she saw someone rushing at her, the girl holding the knife appeared even more panicked, trying to swing the blade. Gu Nuan rushed forward and grabbed her wrist, refusing to let go.

Ou Yanan, on the other hand, was startled by the cry for Xiao Sheng, loosening his grip, only to regain his senses and see the two women entangled with each other.

The chaotic scene left him unsure how to intervene. He feared that any hasty action might put Gu Nuan in greater danger, so he could only wait on the sidelines.

Seeing that Gu Nuan adamantly refused to release her hold, the other party intensified her efforts and took out a key from her other pocket, planning to use it as a weapon to strike at Gu Nuan’s head.

Ou Yanan finally took the opportunity to step forward and grabbed her other hand.

The two managed to pin the girl wielding the weapon against the wall.

At this point, the hospital security, alerted by the disturbance, arrived and subdued the assailant on the ground.

Seeing that everyone seemed to be safe, Gu Nuan dared to breathe a sigh of relief, feeling drenched in cold sweat. Looking up, she noticed Ou Yanan, just a step away, was also panting heavily.

His face appeared somewhat pale. Gu Nuan was startled to see a slash on the left cuff of his white shirt.

Feeling a burning gaze on him, Ou Yanan turned and saw Gu Nuan up close. Her gaze seemed both familiar and unprecedented, firmly fixed on him. He paused for a moment, then followed her gaze down to see the cut on his cuff.

It was actually quite shallow, barely more than a scratch that had already begun to clot, probably only breaking the surface skin.

He didn’t even feel the pain. If she hadn’t noticed, he wouldn’t have realized he had been cut.

"It’s nothing," he said unconsciously. But she seemed not to hear him, her eyes vacantly fixed on his cuff.

At that moment, a wrenching feeling surged in his heart, causing it almost to ache.

He could only walk over to her, stand in front of her, and with all seriousness, align his face with her intent gaze, "Do you see me? I’m fine, no problem. Don’t believe me? Feel it for yourself."

Before Gu Nuan could react, he seized her hand and placed it on his slashed cuff.

She felt it, the warmth of life, not death.

This impact was far more forceful than the first time she’d seen his face. Gu Nuan suddenly felt a rush of blood to her head, making her vision blurry and her hearing obscure.

Her ears were almost covered, roaring, as if a train were passing over.

"Miss Gu? Miss Gu—" Ou Yanan quickly grasped her arms.

Steadying herself, Gu Nuan regained her composure and shook her head: "It’s nothing."

After the security guards apprehended the suspect, they asked them, "Should we call the police?"

"Of course, we called the police," Ou Yanan replied without hesitation, his tone cold.

The captured girl began to scream, "They bullied me, just the two of them! I’ll tell my parents!"

"There’s surveillance here. Whatever you and your friends did, it’s all recorded clearly," the security guard pointed at a camera in the corner of the ceiling.

The girl gritted her teeth, revealing a bizarre expression, "I’m a minor, uncle, I can’t go to jail."

The guard, taken aback by her shameless admission at such a young age, was merely intimidated—the kids nowadays are incredible.