Seeing both of them doubting her, Chu Suosuo hurriedly stretched out her injured hand and said, "Grandmother, just a couple of days ago, my hand was smashed with a hammer too, a comminuted fracture. I was so devastated I didn't want to live."
The elderly lady lifted her eyelids slightly, "How coincidental is that?"
With tears rimming her eyes, Chu Suosuo said, "My injury is the same as Sis Su Hua's, the left hand, four fingers. The police suspect it's a case of malicious revenge."
The accusation pointed straight at Su Hua.
A cold smile played on the elderly lady's lips, "Is that so? Why would someone not take revenge on others, but on you?"
Tears pooled in Chu Suosuo's eyes as she said pitifully, "Maybe it's because I've been too close to Brother Beixian, and it upset Sis Su Hua."
The implication couldn't be clearer—it was Su Hua who sought revenge.
Su Hua's expression remained calm, but a trace of scorn flickered in her eyes. The skill of playing the victim was getting more polished.
The elderly lady snorted coldly, ignoring Chu Suosuo and turning to Gu Beixian, "Send someone to bring back that tomb raider's sister and have a good talk with her. See if someone incited her or promised her any benefits? I have a feeling this isn't as simple as it seems."
"Alright." Gu Beixian pondered for a moment, then stepped out to call his assistant.
The elderly lady gave Chu Suosuo a cold look, "Anything else?"
Chu Suosuo replied obediently, "No, I just came to see how you were doing."
The elderly lady's face fell, "If you're done, then leave."
Chu Suosuo's face paled, "Grandmother, you watched me grow up, can't you stop being so harsh on me? You used to dote on me."
The elderly lady pressed her lips together, silent.
Chu Suosuo's voice choked up, "Three years ago, when Brother Beixian was injured, I wanted to stay by his side, to accompany him, but my mother sent people to forcibly take me abroad, with someone watching me around the clock. I missed Brother Beixian so much I fell into severe depression. I love him so much, yet we were cruelly separated. When I heard he got married, I cried for three whole days, so desperate I didn't want to live."
She stood there with tears streaming down her face, the very picture of a wounded puppy.
Anyone would find her pitiable.
The elderly lady's expression softened a bit, "Three years ago, when the doctors declared Beixian would never stand on his legs again, I could understand why you left. The disparity was too great, and most people couldn't accept it. Whether you left on your own or were forced, you've broken up, and Beixian is married. If you come back to disrupt their marriage, you're in the wrong, understand?"
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Chu Suosuo wiped her eyes, "I didn't disrupt Brother Beixian's marriage, I just couldn't help wanting to see him. Grandmother, I meant no harm, truly."
Su Hua spoke with a restrained and cool tone, "Hugging and embracing, yet you say you didn't disrupt anything. Then, Miss Chu, what would you call disruption?"
Chu Suosuo bit her lip, "Brother Beixian and I were childhood sweethearts, in love for over a decade. Old habits die hard, but I'll try my best to be more careful in the future."
"Over a decade of love," those light words carried a heavy blow.
Su Hua felt an indescribable discomfort, as if a large stone was lodged in her chest, causing pain.
Compared to their decade-long relationship, her three-year stand-in marriage seemed so trivial.
With a "click," the door opened.
Gu Beixian finished his call and walked in.
Su Hua paused, then stood up and went to him, looping her arm through his, smiling, "Husband, let's not divorce, okay?"
Gu Beixian's expression faltered slightly as he looked down at her, his eyes inscrutable.
Su Hua reached up to his waist, tiptoeing to whisper in his ear, "Promise me first."
Though she spoke to him, her eyes glanced in Chu Suosuo's direction.
Her usually indifferent nature was forced into a fighting spirit.
Whether she loved him or not was no longer important; she wanted to win against Chu Suosuo.
She wanted to show her that no matter the childhood sweetheart history or a decade of love,
It was all in the past.
She was his wife.
Gu Beixian glanced at the tearful Chu Suosuo and hummed faintly.
Su Hua's heart, which had been hanging, finally settled. She grasped his hand tightly, fearing he would refuse just moments ago.
After holding on for a while, Gu Beixian tried to withdraw his hand, but Su Hua gripped it firmly, not letting go.
Chu Suosuo, watching their clasped hands, burst into tears.
Covering her mouth, she turned and ran out.
Gu Beixian said to Su Hua, "I'll escort her back to her room. She's severely depressed, and running out like this, she could easily get into trouble."
"I'll go with you."
Gu Beixian's brow furrowed slightly, "Su Hua, what's gotten into you today?"
"You're my husband..."
"I didn't say I wasn't."
Seeing that they were about to argue, the elderly lady quickly interjected, "Both of you go together."
They left one after the other, finding Chu Suosuo at the elevator, covering her mouth, silently crying, her shoulders shaking pitifully.
Curious onlookers watched her.
Gu Beixian strode over, pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to her with a gentle voice, "Wipe your tears."
Su Hua stood there, frail and brittle, watching her husband tenderly care for his ex-girlfriend, feeling a prickling pain in her heart.
Chu Suosuo took the handkerchief, glanced at Su Hua, and sobbed, "Brother Beixian, you should go back to Sis Su Hua, or she'll get angry again."
She looked down at her hand and murmured, "I'm afraid she'll misunderstand and take it out on me again. My left hand is already ruined; I don't want my right hand to be too."
Though not close, the VIP ward corridor was quiet, and Su Hua heard everything clearly.
She had never encountered someone who could pin the blame on others so effortlessly.
No wonder Gu Nanyin said she had always been sly; indeed, her maliciousness knew no bounds, and Su Hua was now well aware.
Su Hua watched Gu Beixian quietly, waiting to hear what he would say.
After a moment of silence, Gu Beixian spoke, "It wasn't Su Hua who did this. I know her; she's a good person."
Su Hua turned and left.
His words made her feel slightly better.
She feared if she stayed any longer, it would only hurt more.
Back in the room, Su Hua sat quietly by the bed.
Her body was there, but her heart hung on Gu Beixian, constantly guessing what they were doing now?
Seeing her distraught, the elderly lady tenderly took her hand and said, "Hua'er, hurry up and have a child. Once you have a child, your marriage will be stable. A child is the bond of marriage, tying you two tightly together."
Su Hua's emotions were complex.
For the first two years of marriage, Gu Beixian was unwell and they couldn't consummate the marriage.
Once he recovered, they could, but he always took precautions, preventing her from getting pregnant.
Besides, with their marriage on such shaky ground, would having a child truly solidify it?
If they ended up divorcing anyway, the damage to the child would be too great. Being from a single-parent family herself, she understood that pain all too well.
Yet seeing the hopeful look in Grandmother Gu's eyes, Su Hua couldn't bear to disappoint her and smiled lightly, "Okay, I'll try my best."
The elderly lady smiled happily, affectionately stroking her head, "You're such a beautiful and smart girl. With such good genes, you'll have a lovely, chubby son everyone will adore."
Feeling a bit embarrassed by the praise, Su Hua said, "Grandmother, you flatter me."
"I'm telling the truth. Three years ago, when I was choosing a wife for Beixian, I specifically went to the university to pick one. She had to be good-looking, smart, and well-behaved. I wasn't quite satisfied with my choices until the principal showed me your file. As soon as I saw your photo, I thought, 'This is the girl!' She was tailor-made for our Beixian."
Su Hua knew deep down that all those reasons were secondary; the main one was her resemblance to Chu Suosuo.