Transmigrated as the male lead's roommate's vicious girlfriend

Port City.

Sitting in the car, Wanling looked impatiently at the driver, "Any news from Father and Mother?"

Ever since Wan Shuang was sent to this hospital by the He family, she has been waiting outside the hospital for two whole days.

He hadn't even seen He Kezhou in the past two days.

That day, her parents brought her to the He family's house, but He Kezhou refused to see them.

They waited outside the He family's house until dark.

This morning, when the news broke that the He family and the Wan family had broken off their engagement, my parents were thrown into a panic.

The Wan family was in complete chaos.

Wanling had a lot of plans, but she could only start them after meeting He Kezhou.

If we can't see He Kezhou today, then we'll have to wait until the day after tomorrow for Old Master He's funeral.

Driver: "Miss Ling, there has been no new information from the master and madam."

Wanling's heart sank.

With He Kezhou and Wan Shuang's engagement dissolved, the competition for his position will only intensify.

She had to seize the initiative.

Wanling could no longer sit still. She lightly tapped the car door with her fingertips: "Go to the ward and find Wanshuang."

She had to find out what exactly happened when Wan Shuang ran away from the Wan family to find He Kezhou that day.

Upon arriving at the VIP ward area, Wanling secretly pondered how to persuade the bodyguards guarding Wanshuang's ward to let her in.

"Miss Ling, there are no bodyguards guarding the ward anymore."

Upon hearing the driver's reminder, Wanling immediately looked up.

Seeing the corridor empty, she was overjoyed.

Wanling didn't knock; she pushed the door open and barged in.

Wan Shuang lay quietly on the hospital bed, her face weak and silent.

Wanling walked slowly to the bedside in her high heels, her tone sarcastic: "You had such a good hand, but you played it terribly."

"My dear sister, you look so pitiful in this state."

She covered her lips, her gaze falling on Wan Shuang's lower abdomen: "Could it be that you lost your baby?"

Wan Shuang struggled to sit up: "Your desire to replace me is both pathetic and laughable."

Wan Ling's smile vanished instantly.

Without saying a word, she raised her hand and slapped Wan Shuang directly.

Just then, Wan Shuang pulled a fruit knife from under her pillow and stabbed it straight at the hand that was swinging out at her.

Wanling hurriedly withdrew her hand, but was still cut open by the sharp blade.

Fresh blood dripped continuously from his fingertips.

Enraged, Wanling shouted, "Wanshuang, have you gone mad?!"

Wan Shuang gently brandished the fruit knife in her hand, her tone calm yet resolute: "This knife was originally meant for me, but since you're here, I don't mind taking someone down with me."

Wanling met her gaze, which showed no will to live, and felt a chill run down her spine.

She didn't get any favors from Wan Shuang, and fearing that Wan Shuang might do something even crazier, she didn't dare to stay in the ward any longer.

Only after leaving the ward did the fear that lingered in my heart subside slightly.

Her father's phone call made her stop in her tracks, as she was about to treat her wound.

"Will I really see him tonight?"

Wan's father's voice on the phone was heavy with a desperate hope: "A-Ling, you must seize this opportunity tonight."

After hearing her father's plan, Wanling's face lit up with a confident smile.

……

The Ming family's private banquet that evening was held in the main building of the old house courtyard.

He Kezhou, who should have been standing guard in front of Old Master He's mourning hall, sat in the main seat.

The atmosphere at the gathering was harmonious, and the conversation mostly revolved around his recovery.

He Kezhou didn't touch the drinks on the table. He didn't raise his glass, and no one else dared to step forward and urge him to drink.

After the banquet ended, He Kezhou did not linger.

Once inside the car, he opened the photos Ning Xi had sent him.

On the beach, she wore sunglasses, held up a green coconut bigger than her face, and smiled brightly and sweetly at the camera.

His fingertips slid slowly across the pages, flipping through them one by one and saving them one by one. His cold and stern brows softened unconsciously, and a smile unconsciously spread across his lips.

The vehicle was moving smoothly forward when a figure suddenly rushed out of the road and bravely lunged in front of the car.

The driver slammed on the brakes in a panic, his heart pounding.

The immense inertia still threw Wanling several meters away, and she landed awkwardly on the ground.

He Kezhou raised his eyes, glancing at the driver who was sweating profusely, and then at the woman on the ground who was pretending to be weak.

The car window slowly rolled down a crack. His expression was indifferent; his gaze didn't even fall on Wanling. He calmly instructed the driver:

"Keep driving, crash into it."