His soft voice revealed his sadness at this time. Long Qianqian did not resist and let him hold her.
That night, Long Henyang slept peacefully and was no longer haunted by nightmares.
The white poppies opened brightly with their heads raised to face the sun. The flowers on the single branches were full of temptation, and together with the red and purple poppies not far away, they formed a large and gorgeous picture.
There is a unique bamboo building in the undulating mountains. There is a handsome man wearing camouflage uniform and holding a gun standing on all sides of the bamboo building, which looks quiet and peaceful.
Suddenly, gunshots were heard from the bamboo building, and the handsome man in camouflage uniform remained motionless, as if he had not heard it.
"A bunch of losers."
A man with long eyebrows like a willow tree and a body like a jade tree, but exuding an aura of hostility, roared angrily at the people kneeling in front of him.
There was a strong murderous intent in the dark and deep eyes.
Several kneeling people were sweating on their foreheads and shivering all over. The man who had been shot first knelt straight again and said in a humble tone: "The car has been cut into pieces by the abandoned factory. We brought the pieces back."
The man kicked him and said sternly: "Get out of here!"
As if they had been granted amnesty, several people wished they could leave as soon as possible as long as they could save their lives.
"Stop." The devil's voice came from behind, and they had to stop again. "I'll give you three months to reassemble the pieces."
"Yes, Master."
Finally calming down, he rubbed his forehead wrapped in gauze and threw the gun aside.
These idiots asked them to find a broken car for half a month, but what they found was a pile of scrap metal.
Gu Yicheng closed his eyes and raised his head, Qianqian, it has been five months and ten days since we were separated.
The day he woke up, he struggled to find her, but was forcibly stopped by Gu Mingyuan, who gave him a sedative for three days.
Now that I think about it, the old man was right. He must overthrow Long Henyang in order to take back Long Qianqian and take revenge on his wife.
The only thing he has hope for now is that Long Qianqian will not betray him with her heart.
"Yicheng." A deep and deep voice came from behind him, and Gu Yicheng turned his head to look.
"Dad!" His tone was polite and distant.
Gu Mingyuan seemed to have gotten used to his attitude and said, "Look, who is here?"
Behind him, a charming and innocent woman came up with a smile, but the moment Gu Yicheng saw her, his deep pupils instantly froze into ice.
"Ai Ai, please talk more. Uncle still has things to deal with, so he won't accompany you."
As soon as Gu Mingyuan left, Wen Ai's joy turned into concern and worry: "Yicheng, is your injury better?"
"Who asked you to come here?" The cold voice made Wen Ai stop her urge to hug him.
This man, who had left her in City W and faced the ridicule of the whole world, still has a bad look on her.
"Yicheng, I came all the way here, can't you be nice to me?"
She choked with sobs, losing her usual bubbly image and becoming deep and pitiful.
"Two years ago, I made it clear to you that I will no longer pursue your pursuit of me to the United States. Now get out of here."
"But..." She just wanted to be by his side. Even if he didn't love her, it was enough that she just wanted to be with him.
Wen Ai's eyes were filled with tears, and her delicate appearance was pitiful. "I can't let you go! How happy I am when I know that you are still alive."
Gu Yicheng sneered: "Wen Ai, you are just the old man's chess piece to tie me up. Do you think I will fall in love with a chess piece?"
Wen Ai's watery eyes looked at him deeply. Even though he was indifferent to her, she was still obsessed with him.