"If you insist on hurting Qianqian, wait until I die. I can't just watch her get hurt because of me..."
Especially the person who hurt my best friend is the man I love most...
For An Moran, this was both physical and psychological torture!
"You think you can threaten me with death. Why do you think I will still care about your life and death?" Gong Shaoming's face was livid and he gritted his teeth.
An Moran's face was pale, but a beautiful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She gently touched the arteries in her neck with the porcelain piece in her hand, and the dazzling blood overflowed from her white neck...
Gong Shaoming stared at the blood that continued to flow from her neck, and his chest suffocated.
The hand holding the phone squeezed it so hard that it almost exploded!
Her whole body was as tense as a spring, so she could not bear to rush forward and hold down her bleeding wound...
An Moran took a step back, "I never thought of threatening you. It was you who threatened me time and time again with my only friend. You clearly knew that I was an orphan, and the only family member I had left was Gu Qianqian. Why can't you let her go, why do you have to hurt her again and again..."
An Moran's eyes were firmly fixed on Gong Shaoming, who had become cold-blooded and ruthless. There was an inexplicable sadness in his eyes, which was heartbreaking.
She repeatedly pressed her chest with one hand to barely prevent herself from falling, and took a few deep breaths to push back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes.
There was despair in her beautiful eyes, "Gong Shaoming, I'm so tired, why can't you let me go? You obviously hate me so much, why don't you just give me a good time..."
I'm really, really tired. I would rather die than face you who have become a complete stranger...
An Moran slowly closed his eyes and raised the porcelain piece in his hand. Once it reached the neck, he was afraid that the entire major artery would be severed——
"I'll let Gu Qianqian go!" Gong Shaoming stepped forward and roared loudly, "Throw away the porcelain piece. I promise you, as long as you obey, I will let Gu Qianqian go."
An Moran waved his hand in the air and stopped slowly, "Why?"
Didn't he say he didn't care about her life or death?
Gong Shaoming kept staring at An Moran's still bleeding neck, not thinking about An Moran's doubts.
Or maybe he doesn't even know it himself.
He obviously hates her to death, but when he sees her sad, it hurts him even more than her.
When he saw her using the porcelain piece to scratch his neck without hesitation, he could even feel his heartbeat stop for an instant.
He would rather see her still arrogantly dismissing him than see her so hopeless...
Such a desperate look made him panic.
It's like I'm about to lose the most important treasure in my life...
Gong Shaoming threw his phone on the table in frustration and walked towards An Moran with cold steps.
An Moran instinctively wanted to step back, but Gong Shaoming's movements were thousands of times faster than hers. He snatched the sharp porcelain piece stained with blood from her hand and threw it into the far corner of the room. .
Before An Moran had time to express his opinion, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her waist.
He quickly walked out of the room and said, "Who's coming, please notify the doctor immediately, as quickly as possible!"
Gong Shaoming hugged An Moran, who had fallen into coma, and shouted at the servant uncontrollably...
