Exclusive Secret Love: The Billionaire Bride with Less Wind 987. Chapter 987 If you don't love, you don't hate or hate, how can you talk about forgiveness 8
987. Chapter 987 If you don't love, you don't hate or hate, how can you talk about forgiveness 8
Chapter 987 If you don’t love, you won’t hate. If you don’t hate, how can you forgive (8)
The bright red blood flowed into a terrifying stream under that person. In the bustling city, lying with such a lost life, the feeling was suffocating.
"Who is it? Who is that?" Xia Yucheng opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make a sound.
"I don't know who it is!" Lu Licheng said in a deep voice, forcefully pulling Xia Yucheng out of the crowd, "Let's go! There's nothing to see."
There is a world of difference in strength between men and women, so very quickly and easily, Lu Li successfully brought Xia Yucheng to the other side of the street.
"Chengcheng, forget what you just saw, do you understand? I really shouldn't have brought you here and let you see these things you shouldn't have seen..." Seeing such a tragic scene is not a surprise to anyone.
Good thing, especially for women.
Xia Yucheng was trembling a little, and she nodded vigorously, but she always thought of the blood she just saw, so much blood...
At this time, a man hurriedly ran towards them: "Mr. Lu..."
He glanced at Xia Yucheng next to Lu Licheng and hesitated to speak.
"Say!" Lu Licheng said.
"There is news about Miss Shang Mengwan..."
"What's wrong with her?" Xia Yucheng subconsciously grabbed Lu Licheng's arm, her trembling hands showing her nervousness and uneasiness.
"She is... dead!" The man looked solemn.
"What did he say? Teacher Lu, did you hear clearly?" Xia Yucheng couldn't believe her ears. The blood stains she saw in Shang Mengwan's house emerged in front of her eyes little by little. She turned around to look
Looking at the man, "Say it again!"
She really hoped that she had heard wrongly. Shang Mengwan was dead. How could it be possible? It was completely impossible.
"Miss Xia, that is true. Miss Shang Mengwan is indeed dead..."
"No, no, how is it possible? You don't know her, how do you know it's her?" Xia Yucheng said loudly, turned and left, she said as she walked, "I want to find her, you guys
You must have mistakenly admitted the wrong person, and you must be lying."
"Chengcheng, Chengcheng," Lu Licheng pulled her back and hugged her tightly, "Calm down, be obedient, calm down, my people will never provide false news. If they say they are dead, they are dead.
Already."
Xia Yucheng's body kept trembling in his arms. Facing the wind, her eyes were empty, as if there was nothing left. Endless sorrow filled her inside and out like air.
"Wan'er... is dead..." Her pale face was lifeless, and it seemed as if her soul had separated from her body.
How dare she believe that a living person will die when he says he is dead, but didn't a person die in front of her a few minutes ago?
Xia Yucheng's eyes widened in horror. The bloody scene just now was still lingering in her mind. The person suddenly turned into Shang Mengwan.
Lying in a pool of blood, with messy hair and lifeless...
"Chengcheng... life and death... it's okay... it's okay..." Lu Licheng hugged her tighter with heartache, but she was like air, leaving him with no sense of existence.
Suddenly, his arms sank, and Xia Yucheng fainted in his arms.
"Go and ask the driver to bring the car over!" Lu Licheng picked her up. The fragility of the woman in his arms hurt his eyes and heart.