Wen Ai's face gradually turned pale, and her eyes gradually lost color. She closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears fell quietly.
He had no sympathy for this woman.
A few years ago, she got him drunk and was caught sleeping in the same bed by the Wen family couple and Gu Mingyuan, so they arranged a dramatic engagement party.
At that time, he had seen her thoroughly, and he could ignore her schemes, but now that she was getting more and more cruel, he couldn't bear it.
"Master..." Mo hurried over at this time and said with a worried look on his face: "Miss Long suddenly went crazy. My subordinates dare not touch her. Master, please go and have a look."
Upon hearing that something happened to Long Qianqian, Gu Yicheng let go of Wen Ai and ran towards the hut as fast as he could.
Wen Ai seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and sat limply on the ground, breathing heavily.
Looking at Gu Yicheng's hurried away figure, she smiled almost maniacally, smiling, and crystal tears welled up in her eyes.
At this moment, how she wished she was Long Qianqian.
Before he even got close to the hut, Gu Yicheng heard painful cries, and he hurried upstairs.
Several mercenaries in camouflage uniforms tried to stop Long Qianqian, but they did not dare to hurt her. When Gu Yicheng arrived, he happened to see her biting a mercenary's arm.
The tight eyebrows showed how uncomfortable she was at this moment.
Gu Yicheng hugged her. "Qianqian..."
The mercenary endured the pain and withdrew his hand from under her mouth.
After receiving the owner's signal, everyone retreated, leaving only the two of them in the hut.
Long Qianqian screamed heartbreakingly, tearing at Gu Yicheng, and scratched his face with her long nails, leaving scars with bloody beads.
Gu Yicheng didn't dare to touch her, so he could only bear the pain she caused silently.
Seeing her in pain, he felt even more distressed and could only hold her tightly in his arms.
"Qianqian, don't be afraid, it's me, I'm your Yicheng, don't be afraid, I will accompany you."
Long Qianqian felt like there were millions of insects squirming in her body, gnawing at her heart. She was so uncomfortable that she only wanted to use other things to relieve the heart-gnawing pain.
His eyes were horribly red from the stimulation, and his face was stained with tears.
She clutched her heart and spoke with difficulty: "It's uncomfortable, it hurts."
Gu Yicheng kissed her hair distressedly. "I know you're in pain, Qianqian, it's my fault, I'm sorry."
At this moment, he couldn't find anything else to say except sorry.
Long Qianqian looked up with red eyes and looked into his tender and loving eyes, as if she had returned to the past.
When his mother left, he held her in his arms like this and looked at her with this same look.
But now her heart is no longer with him, and she can no longer feel the feeling of being cared for.
Today's Gu Yicheng is too strange to her, as if she has never known the real him.
"Am I uglier now? Will he still love me?"
Her eyes were filled with tears and her voice was hoarse.
She was still thinking of Long Henyang, and Gu Yicheng tried his best to suppress the pain in his heart and comfort her.
"He doesn't love you, but I love you, Qianqian. Marry me and I will take care of you for the rest of your life."
Long Qianqian shook her head bitterly.
"Yicheng, I can't marry you. My heart and my body have betrayed you long ago. This is unfair to you."
"I only want you, and I don't care about anything else. As long as you, Qianqian, I have almost prepared our wedding. When you feel better, we will get married. Don't refuse me this time, okay?"