**[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining: God-level Combat Talent!]**
**[God-level Combat Talent: The host's combat skills will be significantly enhanced. Coupled with the host's strengthened human body, the host will become an invincible presence in the field of combat!]**
Around 6 PM, at Fulong Garden Community, inside Shen Lang's rented apartment.
Li Liusi was wearing a cartoon apron while cooking in the kitchen. Shen Lang, fresh from a shower, opened the treasure chest he had obtained from Ye Yinan in the bathroom.
In an instant, countless combat techniques and insights surged through Shen Lang's mind, eventually becoming deeply ingrained in his brain.
Even though he unlocked such a powerful item, Shen Lang wasn't particularly happy, as it was looted from the little rich girl.
Who would've thought that just yesterday, they had confirmed their relationship, only to part ways shortly after?
Unfortunately, there wasn't much Shen Lang could do. Ye Yinan's father had personally intervened to stop their relationship.
If Shen Lang continued to secretly meet Ye Yinan, Ye Hai wouldn't just sit idly by.
With Ye Hai's significant influence in Jianghai City, any investigation into Shen Lang's messy life could become leverage against him. Shen Lang would lose everything.
Instead of waiting for trouble, Shen Lang decided to end it himself.
So, when the cruise ship docked this morning, Shen Lang decisively deleted the rich girl's WeChat without even saying goodbye.
"Damn it, I hope nothing happens."
The occasional sound of an ambulance siren outside made Shen Lang uneasy, as if something was bound to happen to the little rich girl.
At that moment, a hurried knock on the door echoed from the living room, followed by Li Liusi's voice.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
A woman's tearful voice, vaguely familiar, answered, "Excuse me, is Shen Lang living here?"
"Shit, Zhong Meiru!"
Shen Lang immediately recognized the voice as Ye Yinan's mother!
"Could something really have happened?"
In a panic, Shen Lang began getting dressed, rushing out of the bathroom with his hair still wet and messy.
In the living room stood Ye Yinan's parents, Zhong Meiru and Ye Hai. At the doorway stood Ye Yinan's personal driver, Zhang Tao, his arm bandaged.
"Shen… Shen Lang, Yinan, she…"
"Wait, let's talk outside."
Shen Lang sternly interrupted Zhong Meiru. "Say one more word here, and you're leaving."
Li Liusi wasn't a fool. If Zhong Meiru said something wrong, she'd definitely sense something was amiss. Shen Lang didn't want his current relationship to fall apart before handling the situation with the little rich girl.
"Okay, okay, we'll talk outside."
Zhong Meiru bit her lip, her eyes swollen and red like peaches. Shen Lang could already sense that something terrible had happened to the little rich girl.
After ushering the couple into the hallway, Shen Lang, pretending to be impatient, explained to Li Liusi while getting dressed.
"A friend's parents. Their kid probably got into trouble. I need to step out. Don't wait for me to come back for dinner."
"Okay, I understand."
Li Liusi replied obediently. She trusted Shen Lang deeply and rarely questioned his affairs.
Seeing Shen Lang only wearing a thin fleece top while putting on his shoes, Li Liusi thoughtfully reminded him, "It's cold outside; wear something thicker."
"It's fine."
Shen Lang stomped his feet into his shoes. "I'm off. Sleep early tonight. If I'm free, I'll come back soon."
"Okay."
Li Liusi responded thoughtfully. Once Shen Lang closed the door, she covered the cooked dishes with a food cover and took out some noodles from the fridge to cook.
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"What happened?"
At the elevator, Shen Lang couldn't wait to ask, "Did something happen to Yinan?"
Zhong Meiru, sobbing uncontrollably, replied, "Yinan… Yinan attempted suicide by slitting her wrists in the hospital."
"What the hell? Are you serious?"
Shen Lang looked at Ye Hai in disbelief. He had expected Ye Yinan to act impulsively because of his departure, but attempting suicide in the hospital was beyond his imagination.
Ye Hai, his gaze flickering, reluctantly nodded and began recounting the events with regret.
After Ye Yinan was rushed to the hospital and regained consciousness, the couple comforted her for a long time. Ye Yinan expressed her need for some peace and quiet. Thinking this would help her condition, the couple dismissed all hospital staff and nurses.
They also called Zhang Xiuni to discuss further treatment options. By the time Zhang Xiuni arrived at the hospital, she found Ye Yinan lying weak in a pool of blood, clutching a broken piece of ceramic tile.
Investigations revealed that Ye Yinan had shattered a floor tile using the glass ball Shen Lang had given her. She then used a sharp fragment to cut her wrist.
Fortunately, the tile fragment wasn't very sharp. Ye Yinan didn't lose much blood, and the doctors managed to save her with simple first aid measures.
However, Zhang Xiuni told the couple that Ye Yinan's mental state had completely deteriorated. Given her extreme tendencies, she could attempt suicide again if left unsupervised.
That's why the couple had hurried to Shen Lang's apartment, hoping he could visit their daughter.
Reflecting on how his birthday gift nearly became a death token, Shen Lang sighed regretfully. "Damn, if I'd known this would happen, I would've given her a plastic one."
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At the hospital, Shen Lang rushed to the ICU after learning about Ye Yinan's room from her parents.
At the ICU door, he saw the frail Ye Yinan. She hadn't noticed Shen Lang yet. Her empty gaze was fixed on a spot on the floor, her pale face and purple lips making her look like a ghost.
Shen Lang followed her gaze to the missing tile fragment. Nearby, white tiles were stained with dried blood and scattered with bluish water stains. Among the stains were tiny glowing snowflakes.
Shen Lang suddenly realized this was from the birthday gift he had given her. Feeling guilty, he scratched his nose awkwardly. "That thing was cheap. I'll buy you a new one when I get the chance."
Hearing his familiar voice, Ye Yinan abruptly turned her head, her hollow eyes gradually filling with color. Her cold, emotionless features began trembling as though she were on the verge of tears.
**[1: Rest well and recover. When you're better, move in with me. I'll never leave you again.]**
**[2: Why are you so silly? Doesn't it hurt? Don't do this again!]**
**[3: Impressive. You've even mastered wrist-slitting. But someone like you might find the pain rewarding, huh?]**